Evil King

Chapter 821 Chrysanthemum City, Chrysanthemum Chen

The old lady thought for a while and compared the strengths of the two sides in her mind. Even if the other side has ambush arrangements, there will not be too many people around a target. On her side, he only takes ten tasks each time. Divided down, each task can be accompanied by at least five or six masters above the supreme, this force is enough!

The old lady once again confirmed that there is nothing wrong, and then smiled kindly: “If this is the case, then you just choose a team to go out to play. However, you must pay attention to the safety of your kid. If you fall and touch, the old man will not agree. of!”

Jun Moxie repeatedly agreed, but there was a flash of pleasure in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, this collection of blood debts started from being a guest assassin and killer. Isn’t this the Life you have always dreamed of?

The bloody debts owed by the three major Sacred Lands are finally going to be repaid by hand…

Three days later, Jun Moxie and Dongfang Wenqing brought about twenty dead-sky soul-eaters and two heavenly assassins from the Eastern family, leaving the door of the Eastern family and heading north.

There are five goals along the way.

In this operation, a total of fifteen tasks were next. Somehow the old lady changed her mind again, and she divided her troops into three ways. Each way is responsible for all tasks in one direction.

Dongfang Wenjian and Baili Luoyun were among the others, and Dongfang Wendao and Leng Ao were among the others. I don’t know if it was intentional or coincidental, but Jun Moxie and his uncle Dongfang Wenqing were divided into a team…

This made Young Master Jun depressed.

But what the old lady said is very clear: If you don’t want to, you don’t have to go. Just stay with me, I’m afraid your kid might bump into it.

How dare Jun Moxie say he doesn’t want to? He knew that the old lady actually wished him not to go out. No matter what level of Jun Moxie’s strength, in the eyes of the old lady, it is always his grandson who needs to take care of him. This point, even if it is 30, 50, 100 years, or even in the world, it cannot be changed… …

So even though Jun Moxie was reluctant, he had to pinch his nose to agree, and walked on the road with Uncle Dongfang…

The horseshoe flew all the way to the north, and the two goals along the way, there was no such thing as Labor Jun Moxie and Dongfang Wenqing. They randomly sent two Cantian team members and two Heavenly Assassins from the Dongfang family to solve them smoothly.

The two nephews hid while observing the movement, waiting by the way for the master guarding the goal, but they had eaten enough for a long time in the cool breeze and waited for nothing. It seems that these two goals are not guarded by the masters sent by the three major Sacred Lands.

Now, the group is on the way to the third goal.

“Less than a hundred miles ahead, this is the third goal of this trip. And this goal is also the most difficult one of the fifteen assassination targets we received before!” Dongfang Wenqingqi Right away, the horse whip pointed away, his face a little dignified.

“Oh? I’m really interested in knowing what kind of character this is, even your uncle finds it tricky? Are these unborn hidden masters?” At this moment, Jun Moxie was riding on the horse, but his appearance changed drastically. His face was dark, one eye was big and the other was small, and his mouth was slightly crooked. At this moment, he stretched out his fingers to pick his nostrils, and then stretched out his fingers. There was a soft “swish”, and there was a pop in the grass on the side of the road. A hare flew up on all fours.

The people behind him watched their noses, noses and hearts, as if they were missing. If it were normal, it would be a delicious meal, but…this hare was killed by Master Jun with his nose, which makes people more nauseous…

Although that thing may not be able to go to the flesh, but…however, there are some psychological barriers.

“This goal is not tricky, but very tricky! Although it is not a so-called hidden world master, it is more difficult than those!”

Dongfang Wenqing looked at his baby nephew angrily: “I said…Moxie, can you be a little…civilized? How can you say that you are also a family prince. After being famous, how can you disregard your own image so much? If you don’t care about your own skin, do you still need the skin of your old man? Even if you don’t want the skin of your old man, what about your mother, your grandma, and even your uncle and my face? Just what your boy is doing now , I’m ashamed to tell my friends that you are my nephew, is this too shameful? It’s okay to talk to me less, even if you are not afraid of shame, I am still afraid of shame!”

“My appearance is not a masterpiece of your uncle.” Jun Moxie shook her neck, let out a crisp bone sound, and said lazily: “You dress me up in such an ugly look, why do you want me to be more civilized?” Before I, should you review your own craftsmanship first…Well, I didn’t mean that your craftsmanship is not good…that’s just…something can’t be elegant…”

Young Master Jun suffocated a bit, and his nose was crooked. In order to retaliate, Grandpa Dongfang deliberately disguised Jun Moxie like this. At first glance, my uncle doesn’t care about the ugly ghosts of my grandma. This makes Mr. Xiang, who feels extremely good from me, a little unhappy, and now he is so ridiculous that he can rid himself of himself. If you don’t get angry, there will be ghosts. , But the person in front of me is my uncle, and there is a grievance before him. I dare not to fight back. I have to stand up like this, and I have to show you what you want to say. I don’t mind. Don’t mind, do whatever you want…

But Dongfang’s love is even more embarrassed. Along the way, he tried to punish his nephew, but he did all the Magic Treasures. He ridiculed and reprimanded in all manners. The second dead pig is not afraid of the thick skin of the hot water, and I will stay still if you are in a hurry. Uncle Dongfang swears so much that he has done so many times, but Jun Moxie is indifferent.

Because Young Master Jun knew that this trip would definitely encounter uncle Dongfang’s retaliatory saliva offensive, so he turned off his hearing… Mo Xie couldn’t hear it at all!

Not only I can’t hear it, but because I only see the silent opening and closing of the mouth inside the beard of the uncle Oriental, and the spitting stars are constantly spitting out, there is an inexplicable sense of pleasure, and sometimes even a laugh. Speaking out…but Dongfang Qiaoqing didn’t know this.

Therefore, the more he scolded, the more he felt that he was weak. After two consecutive days of scolding, he simply stopped scolding. To this nephew, the uncle Dongfang was really powerless… So he changed to another method of revenge: isn’t your kid looking handsome with a little white face? Then I will make you ugly! See if you can stand it! ?

They knew that Jun Moxie was quite at ease with this new look! Not only that, but the behavior immediately conforms to this appearance. Before the change, Young Master Jun was a graceful and beautiful young man, but after the change, Young Master Jun’s words and deeds completely changed, and he was just like a ugly face of a rogue…

This ability to adapt makes Dongfang Wenqing, who has experienced the love of the world, feel ashamed, and even suspects, maybe this is the true face of this guy…

Picking your nostrils, popping your nose… This is just for pediatrics. In the evening, I sat in the uncle Oriental’s room, took off his shoes and started to pick his feet. After picking his feet, he grabbed two from the fruit plate on the table in the uncle Oriental’s room, but didn’t eat…Finally, he wiped his hands on the bedding. Dragging the shoes back to sleep…

Before leaving the room, I always coughed, so a mouthful of thick phlegm flew out, and then pressed one nostril with a finger, and made a sound, the other nostril flew out like arrows. Almost with a yellowish-brown thing…It hit the ground from a distance and made a very crisp sound…So the uncle Dongfang had a tragedy this night…Want to drink some water, the water bottle water cup was touched by the dirty hand that had stubbed the foot. Do you still dare to drink it? …Want something to eat? …And even more dare not. I can always sleep without eating or drinking, right? … But this guy also touched a few of the bedding, why do you sleep? …

The uncle Dongfang was dumbfounded with anger, almost mad, but there was nothing he could do, and he could not live. Later, at night, I closed the door early and went to bed. I won’t let this guy in if I’m killed…

But often when I wake up, I will see my nephew on the bedside wickedly picking her feet… While picking her feet, he hummed and said, “Uncle… …Are you awake? Look at my feet… they are peeling, oh, this is all dead skin… Human metabolism is really fast, especially for young people like me, young is good… ”

With the supernatural power of Young Master Junda, what door can stop him? !

Seeing such a shocking scene in front of him, the uncle Dongfang immediately felt that his stomach was turned upside down, and there was an extremely strong feeling of wanting to vomit: who would like to see an ugly ghost picking up stinky feet in the morning when he opened his eyes? And the feet are so close to me, I can feel the heat…

It was only three days before and after, and the uncle Dongfang, who had an extraordinary psychological quality, could not help but swear…

So this kind of day is finally over.

“The front is the famous super city Chrysanthemum City on the mainland! And our goal is the Chen family, the number one family in Chrysanthemum City!” Dongfang Wenqing forced himself to resist the bad virtues of his nephew and looked ahead. Road without expression.

“Chrysanthemum City?” When Jun Moxie heard these three words, he immediately felt the chrysanthemum tighten, and couldn’t help but widen his eyes and said, “This name sounds good!”

“A nice name? A nice name is a fart! Chrysanthemum City, within a radius of thousands of miles, can be regarded as a veritable overlord!” Dongfang Wenqing snorted and said: “Chrysanthemums bloom in Chrysanthemum City, and when chrysanthemums bloom, they become seas; chrysanthemums are blooming. With the Chen family in the sea, the chrysanthemum will never be defeated.”

He sighed and said, “Chrysanthemum Chen…but it’s hard to provoke…”

Jun Moxie suddenly hugged his belly and laughed crazily, and burst into tears: “Good poem! It’s really good poem… I don’t know who wrote such a poem for the Chen family that is worthy of being passed down through the ages. Good poem? It really laughs at me…” (To be continued, if you want to know what’s going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, author support, and genuine reading!)