Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 140 The Little Emperor ([-])

"En, I'll listen to Big Brother." Murong Zui nodded sensiblely, with absolute trust and admiration in his eyes.

The boss took out the money bag and was about to take out the silver, when an angry voice sounded.

"Brother, you are not allowed to sell my daughter-in-law!"

"???"

Tang Wuxin brought Tang Xiaomo down from the sky.

Tang Xiaomo broke free from his master's embrace, walked over to tear Murong Zui away, blocked him behind, and stared at Mo Xiaojiu accusingly: "How can you sell my wife? She is your own sister!"

Murong Zui had an attitude of lovelessness.

Mo Xiaojiu was also very depressed, looked at the covetous boss, and the turtle thugs who slowly surrounded him, and said sadly: "We haven't eaten for a few days, and we have no property..."

Tang Xiaomo's eyes widened: "You don't have money, but my master has it! You can ask us for it! The daughter-in-law is mine, you can't just sell her!"

Murong Zui: "Oh."

Mo Xiaojiu twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Tang Wuxin.

With a coquettish smile in his eyes, Tang Wuxin bowed his hands politely to the boss: "I'm really sorry, my little brother is also in a daze, we are not going to do this business, please forgive me for disturbing you."

"Businesses are always consensual. Since she has sold her sister to me, the little girl will become my member of Hongmeng Pavilion."

"You haven't paid the money yet, so the business can't be counted."

"I'll give it now."

"We're not selling any more."

The boss snorted coldly at Tang Wuxin: "Do you think that Hongmeng Pavilion is a place where you can come and go whenever you want? Come, let me go!"

Seeing those thugs showed their weapons one after another.

Tang Wuxin sighed, "offend" was accompanied by dozens of piercing sounds, and the thugs were all shot by hidden weapons before they could get close, and fell to the ground one after another.

"You—" The boss was surprised and angry.

"Don't worry, the hidden weapon is only smeared with drugs, it's not highly poisonous, they'll be fine after a night of sleep, can we go now?" Tang Wuxin looked at her with a half-smile.

What else can the boss do?I can only suffer from this dumb loss.

After walking out of the Hongmeng Pavilion, Tang Xiaomo still followed Murong Zui closely, not leaving every step, fearing that if someone didn't pay attention, Mo Xiaojiu would sell him again.

Mo Xiaojiu gave Tang Wuxin a look, do you care about your apprentice?

Tang Wuxin expressed that she didn't understand, and asked with a smile: "Haven't you guys not eaten for a few days? Let's go, I'll invite you to a restaurant for a big meal."

Tang Xiaomo was very distressed: "Poor daughter-in-law, follow me from now on, and you will never go hungry again."

Murong Zui didn't want to pay attention to him and slapped him.

Mo Xiaojiu would naturally not refuse if someone was taken advantage of and asked for a treat.He went to the restaurant very generously, and ordered a large table of dishes unceremoniously.

"I didn't expect us to meet again."

Before the food was served, Mo Xiaojiu had already shed the misery he had pretended to be at the boss of Hongmeng Pavilion, and looked at Tang Wuxin with scrutinizing eyes.

Is this a coincidence, or did they plan it?

Tang Wuxin also noticed her vigilance, and smiled: "It means that we are destined, we master and apprentice stopped and stopped, and didn't deliberately arrange the route, and we met again, but I didn't expect you to live in such a miserable life. "

Her heart choked, she was quite downcast.

During this period of time, they were sleeping in the open air. Tonight they ate and drank their fill after a long absence, slept on a big soft bed, and took a comfortable bath. Both Mo Xiaojiu and Murong Zui said: They feel refreshed!

Sitting on the bed, she weighed the purse in her hand, which was given to her by Tang Wuxin after the meal.

Murong Zui yawned, climbed onto the bed, kicked off his shoes: "Who do you think the master and apprentice are?"

Mo Xiaojiu put the purse aside, and leaned over to help him untie his robe and hair: "After all, they didn't mean us badly. Maybe it's just a coincidence. We'll continue our journey at dawn tomorrow."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)