Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

It was not until Qin Xuan left that the three of Mo Zhengfeng looked back and looked at each other speechlessly.

"Xiao Yi!"

Mo Zhengfeng suddenly said, "Does our Mo family still have an industry in Jingshui?"

Mo Yunyi was startled, he quickly said: "There are still a few more places!"

"Leave all these properties to Mr. Qin!" Mo Zhengfeng said slowly: "In addition, the key to this villa will be handed over to Mr. Qin tomorrow!"

"grandfather!"

Mo Qinglian exclaimed, lightly covering her pink lips.

This pearl of still water is worth more than 30 million, nearly 40 million.

Value is the same thing, but this is the Mo family's residence in Jingshui City, which is actually going to be handed over to that boy?

Not only that, coupled with the Mo family's several properties in Jingshui City, this time, Mo Zhengfeng has given away hundreds of millions of fortunes.

These properties are certainly nothing to the Mo family, but they are given away for nothing. This is also...

Mo Zhengfeng smiled, rubbed Mo Qinglian's head, and looked down at Mingxin Lake, which was profound.

"Qinglian, do you know what an inner strength warrior represents?"

Mo Qinglian said: "Master of martial arts, the foundation of the family!"

Inner strength fighters are already rare masters in the martial arts world, such as her grandfather Mo Zhengfeng. If it were not for Mo Zhengfeng to be an internal warrior, it would be impossible to support the huge Mo family.

This is the true heritage of the aristocratic family. Although some people have assets of hundreds of millions, without expert protection, their lives are precarious, and billions of wealth will change hands at any time.

"Then you know, what does an internal warrior represent?"

Mo Zhengfeng smiled, his eyes became deeper.

"The master of martial arts is enough to town a region, sweep a province, establish a sect, and be admired by thousands of people!" Mo Qinglian continued, she was a little confused and didn't know what Mo Zhengfeng meant.

"If my Mo family's Ling Shui Art is intact, what does it mean?"

Mo Zhengfeng smiled, his eyes flickered, igniting a ray of lofty ambition, as if he was ten years younger.

"I'll tell you!"

"If the Ling Shui Art is complete, I will be able to gather internal strength and become a master of martial arts in my lifetime! Not only that, anyone with the talents of my Mo family has the hope of gathering internal strength in my lifetime." Mo Zhengfeng's voice was extremely heavy and said: "You Remember, a martial arts master can only live for a hundred years at most, while a martial arts master can protect a clan from standing for two hundred years."

"If Mr. Qin can make up for Ling Shui Jue, don't say that it is billions of assets, even if it is a billion, what can it be?"

Suddenly, Mo Qinglian, her pretty face was filled with incomparable shock.

A martial arts master, this is simply the dragon elephant of all beings, respected by thousands of people.

She finally understood why Mo Zhengfeng did that.

As just said, hundreds of millions of assets are as light as a feather compared with a complete Lingshui Jue.

If Mo Zhengfeng uses this to condense his internal strength and the Mo family is in Linhai, who would dare to provoke him?

...

Mingxin Lake, Qin Xuan sought a secluded place to practice quietly.

Time goes by, the sun is in the sky, and one practice takes several hours.

Although the change of spiritual power in the body is not obvious, Qin Xuan is not in a hurry. The journey of cultivation is not a day's work. The need is the accumulation of years and months, such as water droplets and stones, to seek the misty fairy road.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's ears trembled slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Mr. Qin!" Mo Yunyi walked up, respectfully.

"What's the matter?" Qin Xuan looked indifferent, slightly displeased in his heart.

He doesn't like to be disturbed by people during his cultivation, but it's a pity that this is Mingxin Lake. If there is a residence nearby, he won't be so passive.

It seems that Qin Xuan is not hesitating, Mo Yunyi secreted a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

"This is what Elder Mo asked me to hand over to Mr. Qin!" Mo Yunyi bit his head, and handed Qin Xuan a document and key with a smile.

"this is?"

Qin Xuan was startled, a little surprised.

"This is Juyunxuan, the watery pavilion, tk bar, and some industrial transfer procedures." Mo Yunyi whispered: "There is also the key to the Pearl of Jinghai."

"Oh!"

Qin Xuan nodded slightly, he put it away and accepted it calmly.

Mo Yunyi looked up at Qin Xuan cautiously, and found that Qin Xuan's expression was indifferent, without the slightest vision, and he couldn't help being surprised.

This is billions of assets, Qin Xuan is not surprised? Just this state of mind, I am afraid that ordinary people can not have it.

"Also, in that case, you take me to have a look!" Qin Xuan said lightly.

How could the Mo family's industry in Jingshui City make him be moved? He is the Qing Emperor, even if the territory of the immortal world has been stepped on by him for hundreds of thousands of miles, let alone these.

But with these properties, Qin Xuan can also have more financial resources. If he wants to improve his realm as soon as possible, money is inevitable in China.

"Okay, Mr. Qin, please!" Mo Yunyi showed joy and quickly led Qin Xuan.

This time, instead of driving an Audi, he is a top-fitting BMW x6, which is soft and comfortable to sit on.

"Where is the most important of these industries?" Qin Xuan said slowly.

"These industries are managed by a sideline named Mo Yunlong, usually in Juyunxuan!" Mo Yunyi answered honestly.

Mo Yunlong! ?

Qin Xuan recalled that he remembered the name, he was a famous boss in Jingshui City, who ate black and white.

According to rumors, even high-ranking officials in the city did not dare to provoke him at all. Once a director had offended him, and the body floated on Mingxin Lake the next day.

"It's him, no wonder!" Qin Xuan nodded slightly, and he was from the Mo family, no wonder he could be so unscrupulous.

Along the way, Qin Xuan did not say anything, and Mo Yunyi naturally did not dare to be disturbed.

It wasn't until Juyunxuan that Mo Yunyi whispered, "Mr. Qin, here it is!"

"Ok!"

Qin Xuan nodded, got out of the car, and walked into Juyunxuan with Mo Yunyi.

On the top floor of Juyunxuan, in a luxurious office, a fierce man with tattooed dragons on his arms was smoking a cigarette. On both sides of him, two pretty women gave a gentle massage.

"Brother Long, what does the Mo family think? So many properties are handed over to others?" One of the women whispered, her eyes glowing with peach.

Mo Yunlong stretched his hand into the woman's cheongsam, playing with it wantonly, and the woman who had gotten them **** again and again.

"Huh, how did I know!" Mo Yunlong's expression was a little heavy. He had taken care of the property for ten years, and now he has to hand it over to an outsider for no reason, who can be willing to change.

"But don't worry, baby, a hairy boy, I will get rid of him by any means." Mo Yunlong said with a smile, groping unscrupulously on the woman.

"But... That was what Mo old confessed after all..." the woman panted.

"Ouch!" The woman suddenly turned pale with pain, and Mo Yunlong squeezed her towering chest hard, her face as deep as water.

"I know this, no need to remind you!"

As soon as the voice fell, a strong bald man with a height of two meters pushed open the door.

"Brother Long!" said the brawny man respectfully.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yunlong showed a bad face.

"Mo Yunyi is here, and also brought a young man!" The strong man said quickly, in awe of Mo Yunlong.

He is a powerful fighter under Mo Yunlong, named Zhang Hu. He has been studying martial arts under the masters since he was a child. Later, he went out to beat others, but fortunately he was saved by Mo Yunlong and has been with Mo Yunlong.

"Are you here so soon?" Mo Yunlong was startled, and ignored the two women beside him. He stood up and said, "Don't hurry up to meet him?"

"Yes!" Zhang Hu just turned his head.

"No, I'm already here!"

A faint voice sounded, and Mo Yunlong's color changed slightly.

I saw a boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and Mo Yunyi respectfully followed behind, jin 　ru into this room one by one.

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