The Marshal of Drama is fine again today

Several pairs of eyes were shining, with obvious anxiety.

Facing the confused face, Mo Ji'an smiled a little: "Taohuayuan means a paradise without noise."

Zong Feng secretly wrote it down, and took a deep look at the Chinese characters, "Is your majesty going to use this as a famous brand?"

"Is it okay? Is there anything wrong?" Mo Ji looked at him calmly, waiting patiently for him to clarify.

Of course there is something wrong, after all, this kind of characters can only be used by the temple and the emperor. If you want to get "Peach Blossom Spring", you need a copy of the imperial edict from the temple and the emperor, and the hotel is allowed to use the characters on the sacred tablet.In the entire empire, there are only two business groups with text logos, and one is from the ancestor of the elephant clan.

Informing His Majesty of the precautions, Zong Feng saw him with a dignified expression, "Your Majesty, I think the High Priest will agree."

Mo Ji'an just felt that the logo was too special and worried that it would cause trouble.

The system laughed at him: "If you look forward and look backward, you'd better be a puppet obediently. If there is no difficulty, we can also create difficulties."

Although it didn't sound good, it pierced Mo Ji'an's heart. He came to this world with caution, for fear of being careless.Now that we have reached this point, let's make a bold move forward.Smiling slowly: "System, thank you."

The system sobbed instantly: "Fool, Dad is so relieved."

Mo Jian: "..."

"Son, a new task, to prevent the hotel from becoming ruins, the reward is ten acres of high-yielding fields."

"...?!" Blinking his eyes, Mo Ji'an suddenly felt bad. Before he could speak, Marshal Zong Feng stood in front of him with a dignified expression, "Protect Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please don't leave my side! "

Following Zong Feng's gaze, Mo Ji'an was dizzy—what the hell is that fireball that hits quickly and is still billowing with thick smoke? !

If the fireball hits, let alone opening, his hotel might be blown to ashes.

"What is that! Dear danger!!" Apparently many people have already sensed the crisis, and the overcrowded commercial street panicked instantly.

This scene is so familiar.

Mo Ji'an almost knelt down to the system, asking him to stop sparks from hitting the earth in a few seconds?Is the mantis arm a car?When he was anxious, he vaguely saw several small black dots behind the fireball. The black dots were three mechas from far to near.Then he watched helplessly as the three mechas quickly caught up.

With a bang, the terrible fireball was punched by the black mecha into the fountain at the entrance of the hotel. The water flow exploded, and part of it turned into steaming gushes.

The ground trembled three times.

Being hit by the water, Mo Ji'an was drowned: "..."

The current of water washed away the camouflage, revealing a delicate face.The mist rolled, and he heard a few voices in the shadow.

"I see where the energy body is going this time! It's still the Marshal who is so powerful, he was punched and knocked down!"

"I didn't notice just now. We are making trouble in the emperor's old place. Can the emperor trouble the marshal? After all, the marshal and the emperor still have a story that cannot be told."

"The sky is high and the emperor is far away. He must be domineering in the palace. When he makes trouble, we don't know where we will go."

The fog gradually dissipated, and the two approached each other with a leg.

"If you want me to tell you, Marshal, why don't you...uh..." Gudong, the speaker stopped, his eyes straightened, and he swallowed hard.

The two groups confronted each other head-on.

Mo Ji'an wiped his face: Is the old emperor talking about him?

Zong Feng glared at him, obviously very angry: "Marshal Chong! Your subordinates are really special!"

The two Zergs took a closer look, their faces flushed in embarrassment, and they were caught by the rightful master for speaking ill of others...

After being hit by the water, the drenched cloth clings to the body, outlining the slender and attractive lines of a female, and two spots of powder are even faintly revealed on the chest.Looking at the wet emperor unobtrusively, Cong Yuan paused strangely, and glanced at his subordinates with a cold face.

The two Zergs immediately fell silent.

Hearing the system's task completion notification, the depression of being drenched disappeared, Mo Ji'an stroked his black hair that was still dripping, and smiled lightly.Thank him for solving the task for him, but his impression of Cong Yuan plummeted.With such a clumsy subordinate, it is obvious that Marshal Insect is not a good thing.

Glancing meaningfully at the two subordinates, Mo Ji'an smiled formulaically: "Marshal Cong Yuan is such a coincidence."

Disheveled, who are you seducing?Cong Yuan narrowed his eyes.

With piercing gaze, Zong Feng also noticed that His Majesty was not dressed properly, so he immediately took off his coat and helped him put it on.

"Thank you." Mo Ji'an gathered up his clothes, and his shallow smile deepened, with sincere gratitude overflowing from his eyes.

Zong Feng hurriedly waved his hands, very annoyed: "It's because my subordinates didn't think carefully."

Sensing a cold gaze, Zong Feng's chicken mother stood in front of Mo Ji'an as if protecting her cubs, with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

Taking a meaningful look at Zong Feng, Cong Yuan grinned: "It's really a coincidence."

He patted Zongfeng, comforted him with a light smile.Mo Ji'an concealed his impatience: "Marshal Cong Yuan, what are you doing?"

Does he dislike being gentle and careless towards that long-haired monkey?

Cong Yuan is not happy - how can you say that there is still a one-year contract, so you are going to find a husband for yourself? "The central star field is really not peaceful, the high-level people have fallen, and the emperor is brave enough to go out alone." This sarcasm made people's eyebrows stand upright, wishing to gag his mouth.

Mo Ji'an didn't think he was disobedient, but responded happily: "Marshal Cong Yuan is absurd. There's nothing you can do if it's not peaceful, there will always be some young people making trouble here." With a half-smile he shrugged: "Fortunately, Marshal Cong Yuan beat that thing up. To the side, otherwise I will really have a headache."

Cong Yuan: "..."

Call him a compliment.If I want to refute Xiaoxiao, I feel guilty, after all, I didn't mention Dao's surname...

What a sharp mouth.Feeling aggrieved, Cong Yuan grinned, "You're welcome."

Mo Ji'an looked sincere: "I'm really sorry, it's not convenient for me, I will definitely invite the marshal to express my gratitude next time."

Zong Feng still raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty, that fountain..."

"It doesn't matter, Marshal Cong Yuan didn't damage it intentionally, just send someone to repair it in a while. Check to see if anyone around is injured, and if there is, make some compensation, if not, ask someone to appease you. Zong, I'll leave it to you."

As soon as his pupils lit up, Zong Feng immediately responded: "Your Majesty, please rest assured."

After Mo Ji'an finished his order, he brushed past Cong Yuan and nodded politely, and left with a few attendants.

Depressing his body ready to move, Cong Yuan closed his eyes and then opened them quickly, his dark vertical pupils narrowed, and his raised lips slowly straightened.Not only did he fail to win, but he almost turned into a prototype Le Diandian and chased after him.Even in name, but the husband is completely ignored by the wife, and he kisses me and another male in front of the husband, which is really annoying.

Marshal Chong can be said to be completely aggrieved.

After returning to the palace, Mo Ji'an had just finished tidying up and found that the high priest had been waiting for him in the hall, and he didn't know when he came.

The high priest closed his eyes half-closed dejectedly and tiredly, his expression was full of depression, and he was lost in thought for some reason.

Mo Ji'an's eyes flickered slightly, "Grandpa Priest? Why are you here?"

"His Majesty."

Seeing that the old man was about to pray, Mo Ji'an quickly helped him to sit on the sofa: "Grandpa Priest, what happened?"

Looking at him complicatedly, the high priest opened his mouth, seemingly unable to speak: "Your Majesty, Wei Ming's charges have been convicted, and he has been thinking about his mistakes behind closed doors for ten years."

According to the law, the penalty is not heavy.Mo Ji'an pondered for a moment, waiting for him silently.

"On the way to send Wei Ming to reform today, he was kidnapped. I have sent people to hunt him down, but it should have been premeditated, and the clues were cut off at the interstellar dock..."

Dazed for a moment, Mo Ji'an's bright light flashed away: "When did it happen?"

"An hour ago." The high priest himself never thought that he would be proud all his life, but in his later years he was repeatedly smeared by a student.

Mo Ji'an: "System, when is Cong Yuan bombing the restaurant?"

The system immediately announced the time: "61 minutes and 42 seconds ago. What did you find?"

This is quite a coincidence.Thinking about it carefully, Mo Ji'an suddenly realized that the man was supposed to come for Wei Ming, but he didn't want to be married to him by chance.No wonder he couldn't wait to sign the divorce agreement that night, it seems to be to stabilize Wei Ming's mood.Suddenly I can understand Wei Ming's thoughts, being robbed of his position and man...

Could it be that Cong Yuan made troubles during the day to save Wei Ming, and this person who is said to be unruly would act for him, which is really flattering.If this is the truth, then Cong Yuan is too terrifying, and his plot must be serious.Suspicion avoidance usually never appears in the central star field, but his influence has already penetrated into the details. He went out for a private visit in a micro-service, and was easily used by that person.

System: "..." Something seems wrong, that person can beat the trading system head-on, so why bother.

At night, Mo Ji'an received Zong Feng's report that "Cong Yuan hastily left the central star field", and he was more sure of what he thought.

The next day.

Mo Ji'an was in a daze when he was awakened by a hasty knock on the door.Rubbing her flushed cheeks, rubbing her sleepy eyes and opening the door, her eyes were full of confusion: "What happened?"

The servant's teary eyes were dim, and his face was terrified, as if the sky was falling: "Your Majesty, hurry up, Your Majesty! Hurry up... the high priest..."

high priest?Flickering through his mind, Mo Ji'an was completely awake, "What's wrong with Grandpa Priest?"

Not caring about anything else, he put on his coat and followed the attendants to the back garden of the temple. By now, many people had surrounded him.Faintly heard crying, Mo Ji'an caught up with three steps and two steps: "What happened?"

The godsends who had just returned to their senses were tearful: "Your Majesty, the High Priest, he vomited blood and passed out..."

vomiting blood?

Seeing that the high priest's usually flat clothes were stained with a puddle of blood, Mo Ji'an's heart skipped a beat.

"Your Majesty, the high priest is out of breath. I have dealt with it urgently. I should be able to wake up in 10 minutes." As a leader in the medical field, Marshal Jiulang spoke very authoritatively.

"Thank you." Mo Ji'an nodded slightly. What happened?

The author has something to say: Marshal ╭(╯^╰)╮: It’s beautiful to smile at others, but ignore me (the baby is not happy)

Marshal (╰_╯)#: Wear other people’s clothes and ignore me (the baby is very angry)

Marshal (╥╯^╰╥): Misunderstand my aesthetics, ignore me (baby sad bird)

Marshal (T^T): How about a promised hero to save the beauty?He still ignores me (baby cry for a while)

Marshal (／‵口′)／~╧╧: It’s all a lie!He's gone with other males! (The baby is going to explode in place)

Mo Ji'an ←-←: He really isn't a good guy.

Marshal (ー△ー;): Blood injustice, coo coo! (The baby is green and dead, something to burn incense)