Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 2005 Mo Mo's Mo Mo
Gongsun Shiyu [ghost] turned into a gray mist again, and seemed to be screaming unwillingly, but in the end it was put into the worn-out cloth bag.

At the same time, a bead flew in front of Mo Mo.

But the little celestial master from Longhushan didn't go to take it, he just flicked the bead back to the Onmyoji.

"If you lose, you lose. Since your skills are inferior to others, there is no excuse to stay." The handsome onmyoji was quite frank, even shaking his head.

The little celestial master in Longhushan was more frank than him, "This thing is hot, and I can't keep it if I take it now. I have already said that I have no mana. If the next person challenges me, I will have to do it." Give it up."

Onmyoji couldn't help frowning.

But Mo Mo chuckled and said, "You don't want the things you have worked so hard to win, and you don't know who is cheaper in the end."

"In that case, I will keep it for you until your mana recovers."

Mo Mo shook his head casually, neither saying yes nor no, but after stretching, he walked slowly towards the stands.

They looked at the little celestial master from Longhu Mountain, and felt that Mo Mo was really vain at the moment, as if he really had no ability to fight again.

But Onmyoji is different, his mana fluctuations are still powerful... five gods and generals, three powerful props, and the extremely powerful mandala light wheel.

The little celestial master in Longhushan has no strength to fight again, but this onmyoji can obviously last for a long time.

Most Chaofans are unwilling to take action against this Onmyoji easily—especially for those Chaofans who hold [God's Tears], they will not take it lightly.

Because those who hold [Tears of God] have discovered that this Onmyoji has no trace of using [Tears of God]—maybe this Onmyoji did not meet the legendary witch, so he does not have [Tears of God].

But what if he actually has [Tears of God], but just hasn't used it yet?
There are soft persimmons, so why pick such a hard one?

……

Finally, the Yanwu Stage began to be repaired again... Under the eyes of the Shenzhou Zhenlong, a group of talents from the Administration came to the stage with trepidation.

This is actually the meaning of Huoyun Cthulhu.

After all, at this moment, even the corners and corners of the martial arts platform are gone, and the whole pit is a big hole, which is not good-looking, and it is not practical.

Long Xiruo didn't say anything about it, but Huoyun Cthulhu left his seat at this moment. Long Xiruo knew that the old man deliberately asked people to repair the martial arts stage, in fact, to free up some time.

He is looking for Mo Mo... because Mo Mo has the remnant soul of Gongsun Shiyu in his hand.

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Mo Mo returned to his seat facing the eyes of a group of Taoist monks.

These gazes contained a lot, some were shocked, some were afraid, some were puzzled... and some were with a little resentment—probably because Mo Mo didn't take the Onmyoji's beads.

"People's hearts."

The little celestial master of Longhushan raised his eyebrows coldly, shook his head, turned his footsteps at this moment, and walked to another stand instead—but at an entrance and exit under the stand, there was a man in white standing men in suits.

He looked at Mo Mo and didn't speak, but Mo Mo understood the meaning of the other party and walked over directly.

The man in the white training suit is naturally Huoyun Cthulhu... an old man who is also looked down upon by many Taoist monsters in Shenzhou.

"Don't pay attention to the short-sightedness of those guys."

When Mo Mo arrived, Huoyun Cthulhu smiled slightly and said: "When I was young, many of these guys looked at me like this, but they only dared to stand behind my back."

Mo Mo blinked, thought for a while and said, "You mean, because you are very good at fighting, they are afraid of you?"

Huoyun evil god said indifferently: "It's not that I can fight, it's that I dare to fight."

Mo Mo shook his head and said casually, "I don't fight, I catch ghosts."

"I came to you because of ghosts." Huoyun evil god said directly: "I hope you can temporarily take out Gongsun Shiyu's remnant soul... In addition, I also hope that you can assist our investigation. About escorting Gongsun Shiyu about the plane crash."

Mo Mo said in surprise: "I told you, when I went there, I only saw the wreckage. As for Gongsun Shiyu, you saw it too. Open the black box of the plane to see what the data is. I have used too much supernatural power, and I have forgotten the normal means."

Huoyun evil god shook his head, of course things are not that simple... This little celestial master, doesn't he know that Gongsun Shiyu's remnant soul is hot to touch?
Xuanyuan Palace has not expressed its position yet, but once Xuanyuan Palace expresses its position, it will become a serious matter.

But at this moment, Mo Mo directly took out the cloth bag, and then recovered and pinched a blank paper talisman. Gongsun Shiyu [ghost] flew out of the cloth bag at this time, and was caught by Mo Mo In his hand, he directly rubbed together with the blank paper talisman.

In the end, Mo Mo threw it directly at Huoyun Cthulhu... What he threw was a talisman ball, which was already filled with mantras.

"What are you?" Huoyun Cthulhu subconsciously frowned.

Mo Mo shrugged and said: "This guy died in vain, with a lot of resentment, let it be something that would kill people. I was going to save people, and I happened to compete with others, and then I used it temporarily. You guys If the Management Bureau is useful, then take it back, anyway, you don’t lack the means to save the souls of the dead.”

Huoyun Cthulhu held the talisman ball in his hand... Gongsun Shiyu [ghost] was restless inside, the talisman ball kept shaking, but he couldn't leave Huoyun Cthulhu's palm.

He suddenly said: "You are not afraid, I ask you to take away the remnant soul, do you have ulterior motives?"

Mo Mo casually said: "You always put such a big gold-lettered signboard there, you shouldn't smash your own signboard... Besides, Longhushan is a small sect with not so long hands, so I can't control it. There are so many things. What we can manage is only what we can see, after all, when people have power, there is no limit to trivial matters.”

"No wonder you've made it this far." Huoyun Cthulhu nodded slowly, "If I could have met you back then, I would definitely come to challenge you directly."

The year Huoyun Cthulhu mentioned was naturally the year he was fighting, the period when he cut all the way from Changbai Mountain to the south of the South China Sea, and used all the Taoist monsters in the world as stepping stones on his road to invincibility.

"It's scary." Mo Mo smiled and said, "Fortunately, I was born so many years late, so I don't have to live in fear."

Huoyun Cthulhu shook his head and sighed, "My two disciples are not as good as you."

"I'm different." Mo Mo shook his head, "I just have more special experiences than others, and it's not as amazing as you imagine."

"Opportunity is also a part of the evolution of strength." Huoyun Cthulhu said indifferently: "Who can stand here, who doesn't have an unusual opportunity."

Mo Mo didn't want to say more on this topic, and then thought about it, and then knocked out three gray figures from the bag, "By the way, there are three dead ghosts here, the one in the east a few days ago The ones picked up by the valley...presumably belonged to your people, and they just had a chance, so I returned them to you."

Huoyun Cthulhu looked at the three formed ghosts, and after seeing their appearance clearly, he was startled, "This is... Boss Fu?"

The three ghost images that Mo Mo knocked out were the three detectives including Boss Fu of the Shenzhou Administration Bureau who died tragically when Farrell shot down the drone that day.

Yan Xiaoxi wanted to recruit back the three souls and seven souls of Fu Boss and the other three, but in the end there was no result.

"I didn't expect it to be in your hands..."

"I just passed by and saw them wandering in the valley. I felt very resentful." Mo Mo said: "I have been transformed in the past few days, and I will hand over the rest to you. If you have any questions, please ask them earlier. Let's send them away earlier, after all, yin and yang are separated."

"The three of them are very good agents, and they have paid a lot for the Shenzhou Administration Bureau." Huoyun Cthulhu breathed out slowly, and said seriously: "Mo Mo, I owe you a favor."

Mo Mo just smiled casually, didn't say yes or no, and walked lazily, "I'm sleepy, find a place to sleep."

In this way, he slowly walked into the depths of the passage.

……

After a while, Huoyun Cthulhu looked down at the talisman ball in his hand.

But at this moment, an incongruous voice suddenly came from behind Huoyun Cthulhu... It was Gui Qianyi's voice.

"The land of China is full of talents, but when it comes to the younger generation, this guy is the number one... Perhaps, only the former Lai Caisheng can compare with him."

The reason why the old turtle's voice is out of tune is that this guy is still eating a bento at this moment.

Huoyun evil god turned his head and gave a blank look, and said angrily: "Are you throwing away this Gongsun Shiyu from the Gongsun family of Xuanyuan Palace?"

The old turtle said: "Gongsun Shiyu is ashamed to say that he is the younger generation? People who are eight or nine hundred years old are already a little old man, okay?"

Huoyun Cthulhu raised the talisman ball in his hand, "What are you going to do? Leave it here for now?"

Not to mention, this talisman ball is actually very cute, and there is even a Q version of Gongsun Shiyu's super evil avatar on it...

"It's very sunny in the stands above, I just came down to find a shady place to eat." Gui Qianyi chuckled at this time and said: "I didn't see anything, I heard it, hehehe."

"Old tortoise." Huoyun Cthulhu shook his head, "I'll hold the things for now, and return them to you when they're used up...Next time, I'll return them to you with my own hands."

"This bento tastes really good."

……

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"Come on, Lancelot! Challenge this Onmyoji!"

Yes, the moment the martial arts platform was repaired again, Mr. Gareth stood up holding the boom used for IV drip, and waved.

——That’s right, let’s go, Lancelotmon!

He actually thought so in his heart.

Lancelot told Gareth to arrange the next thing today, so Gareth gave orders at this time, so she naturally didn't say much, and jumped into the box with the ritual sword in her hand. The center of the brand new martial arts stage.

Regarding Mr. Gareth's actions at this moment, Farrell just watched with cold eyes-anyway, this Mr. Gareth acted as if he hadn't seen it at the moment.

Farrell said indifferently: "The ritual sword can only be used on the border of Britain. Your expectations are too high."

At this time, Mr. Gareth couldn't help but said in astonishment: "The ritual sword can still be used? Isn't this thing a symbolic thing?"

Farrell glanced at it indifferently, but didn't speak.

Mr. Gareth couldn't help frowning. Although Farrell is crazy, there is some reason for being crazy. He shouldn't just say something casually - so, the ritual sword does have some secrets that he doesn't know ?
But no matter what, Lancelot still entered the stage, representing the [Knight Mechanism], and directly pointed the finger at the Onmyoji of the island nation who had just fought a battle.

This knight girl from [Knight Organization], although she is wearing serious and ancient deacon equipment, is still very eye-catching... But she is planning to challenge the Onmyoji right now, because she intends to take advantage of others' danger, thinking that after the Onmyoji battle, In fact, it is already empty, want to pick up cheap?
But the rules of the challenge competition are that as long as you are challenged, you cannot refuse - under this competition system, even if you have been challenged dozens of times, as long as you still have beads in your hand, you can only face it bravely.

Chaofan from the island country accused [Knight Agency] of being shameless, no wonder the great Chaofan forces in the European continent didn't play things like that.

"This guy... doesn't he know that Seimei just fought a battle? He doesn't have any bushido spirit at all!"

"He's a knight." The handsome Onmyoji shook his head.

"Then there is no chivalry at all!"

The Onmyoji shook his head, didn't say anything, but stood up slowly at this moment, obviously he didn't mind fighting again - but at this moment, a barefoot warrior in sackcloth suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the Onmyoji shoulders.

The barefoot warrior said indifferently: "This battle, I will come, you rest."

"Kyojuro?"

Onmyoji Qingming was startled, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.

The samurai named Kyojuro, whose full name is Mibu Kyojuro, is one of the members of the extraordinary delegation of the island country. The ancient swordsmanship school of the island country [Wu Ming Shen Feng Liu] is passed down in the contemporary era, and has the alienated true red ghost eyes. Humans, when ghost eyes shine, will transform into the scariest sword ghosts.

The island country also has Taoism, but it has evolved into yin and yang. It also has many monsters and myths, and there are warriors... but warriors are more warriors and swordsmen. While they are relatively simple, they are also relatively specific.

"Since Mibu-sama is going to fight, please ask him to bring it." A masked guy in black, at this time, handed Mibu Kyojuro a long box - which contained a ancient sword.

The ancient sword, round mirror, and gouyu were specially sent by the royal family of the island country in response to the conference—they were for the entire team to use together.

But at this time, Jingjuro pushed the brocade box away, and said calmly: "I have this [Sirius], and I am not used to other weapons."

Saying that, Mibu Kyojuro jumped into the martial arts arena as soon as he had enough strength.

He looked at Lancelot and said calmly, "You can challenge him if you want, but defeat me first."

"Please advise."

Lancelot didn't talk nonsense, he put the box on the ground directly, but he didn't open it, he just read the elven wrinkles and put on the knight's inheritance armor.

With one move of the hand, a black knight sword fell into her hand.

"This is a good sword." Kyojuro focused his eyes at this moment, and immediately said in a deep voice: "A magic sword!"

As he said that, he also slowly pulled out a samurai sword from his waist... This sword is like a piece of rotten iron, it doesn't even have a hilt, it's just wrapped in an old and yellowed white cloth.

This should be a duel of martial arts, not as many special effects as Taoism... But the eyes of the two can also make people nervous unconsciously.

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"Can I sit here? My original place doesn't seem to welcome me very much."

"Of course, there are many places here."

"Then I won't be polite...Senior."

Saying that, the little celestial master of Longhushan sat down slowly - sitting next to Boss Luo and Miss Maid.

Boss Luo didn't ask him to find him.

It was this little celestial master from Longhu Mountain who found it by himself, because he [saw] it.

(End of this chapter)