2/1 god domain

039 The first friend

"This S107254 is really generous, so let me find out who he is..."

The poet sat cross-legged beside Mo Shao, holding in his hand the latest portable optical computer that he "got" from nowhere. The combination of floral shirt, beach pants and flip-flops made the little boy who looked seven or eight years old look like He has the demeanor of a little ruffian, especially his straw-like messy red hair, which is far from Mo Shao's clean and gentle temperament.

"Ling Zheyun! What a tyrant! Mo Shao, I found out, this guy has bid for a lot of things, we can go—"

"You calm down."

Mo Shao glanced at him lazily, reached out and flicked the fiery red hair on the poet's forehead, raised his eyebrows slightly: "When did you dye your hair?"

Ordinary beauty salons may not be able to accommodate special guests like Sword Spirit.

According to the other party, neither he nor Facial Paralyzed could find the owner, and they were sent out in advance by the dean.

Something happened to the Sword Spirit Hall.

No, not only the Sword Spirit Hall, but also the sword spirits on the Holy Land were implicated. Therefore, during the time he came to the Eastern Continent, apart from the holy sword spirit he saw in Vicia City, Didn't find a single one of the same kind!

What is it that will affect the normal operation of the Sword Spirit Hall?

One of the few people who may know, is currently sitting next to him, but is immersed in his own world...

Hey!

Mo Shao sighed helplessly. It was impossible to find the answer from a poet. This guy was born with no roots, so he was considered a strange work among sword spirits, but I don't know what his future master will be like?I hope, don't be a bum like him.

"Mo Shao! Mo Shao! I just hacked into Ling Zheyun's personal optical brain system, and saw a lot of zeros in his account..."

"No amount is yours. Don't look."

Mo Shao rubbed the center of his brows in confusion. He also thought about stealing the contribution points of Wang Yali, Mo Ziqing and others, but every bill will leave a clear account whereabouts. He is not a professional hacker, so he just Give up that idea.

"Ah!" Exclaimed.

"What happened to you?"

"Your child has been staring at me." The poet covered his face in horror, carefully looked at the little Mo Fan through his fingers, and said in his heart: Such a cute child, tender and tender, looks like he really wants to take a bite !But why did this kid look at me with such terrifying eyes?so scared...

"He can't see you."

Mo Shaote glanced at him speechlessly, then turned to look at little Mo Fan, who was staring at him with a pitiful and aggrieved expression, he couldn't help being surprised, what's wrong?

"Mo Fan, you?"

Little Mo Fan turned his head abruptly, ignoring him.

"Pfft. Your master is jealous! I laughed so hard, hahaha..." A certain one almost rolled to the ground gloating.

Mo Shao was speechless.

Then, no matter how much he coaxed or teased him, the little guy just ignored him for a while.

Until the end of the auction, the No. 20 item was pushed onto the stage by the robot girl. Obviously, the genuine product had already been packaged by Mo Shao. He was very good at doing this kind of thing, and no one would find out for a while.

"Unidentified object? What is the use of this thing?"

"Antique! It is said to be something from 3000 years ago... who knows."

There was a lot of discussion around, but Mo Shao didn't pay special attention to it. He was still wondering why the little guy who was always well-behaved, sensible and obedient suddenly became...jealous?

Although the poet seemed unreliable, but this time, Mo Shao really believed his words.

He sat quietly, thinking silently: since he appeared in front of Xiao Mofan, it seems that there has been no third person except each other.Now there is a "third party" between them suddenly, and the other party is determined to feel uncomfortable.

Little Mo Fan grew up in a special living environment, experienced too many ups and downs, and is more mature and sensible than his peers.After much difficulty, he finally used something that only belonged to him, so naturally he didn't want anyone to compete with him.This wonderful possessive psychology...

Mo Shao sighed faintly, it was incredible that he could understand everything.

Well, after all, he is still a child, no matter how calm and mature he usually behaves, he still lacks a sense of security in his bones, so when problems happen, he starts to be at a loss.

"Next time you feel unhappy, tell me directly, don't be bored alone, you know?"

"..."

Little Mo Fan froze suddenly, but let Mo Shao reach out and rub his head. Was he really angry?No, to be precise, it was because of worry, worry that Mo Shao would be snatched away.That person, he still can't see the existence of the other party...

He knew that Mo Shao was not an ordinary person, nor was he a "ghost" in the narrow sense. That person might be of the same kind as Mo Shao, but for some reason, he could see Mo Shao, but not the third person.

They can communicate freely, but he has to worry about the eyes of others, not only talking freely with Mo Shao in front of others, otherwise, he will be regarded as a mentally ill patient.

After Mo Fan realized this, he was a little flustered. He didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only hold back, trying to find a way to solve the problem. Who would have thought that Mo Shao was smarter than anyone he had ever met? To be smart, or to put it another way, one has to understand him, and is willing to be patient to understand him...

The eye sockets were a little sore, Xiao Mo Fan lowered his head, sucked his nose, and then nodded fiercely.

"Xiaofan, are you about to fall asleep?" Yun Xi happened to turn her head and discussed with Zhan Yunjue whether to bid for that mysterious "antique". After all, the starting price was not high, but she was surprised to see Xiao Mo Fan's "sneaky" behavior can't help but be a little embarrassing.

Xiao Mo Fan suddenly raised his head and smiled at the other party: "Well, I'm a little sleepy."

Children are more sleepy.Yun Xi didn't think much about it, instead she suggested empathetically, "Shall I accompany you to eat something?"

On each floor of the trading house, in addition to the trading area and the non-open area, there is also a special food area, which supplies all kinds of gourmet snacks, as well as the nutrient solution used by the supernatural beings to replenish their physical strength on weekdays.

Originally, he made up a random excuse, but he didn't expect Yun Xi to be so serious, Xiao Mo Fan hesitated for a moment, and could only nod.

"This elder sister is also very good-looking." The poet snapped the optical brain and stuffed it into the space ring, and then whistled very roguely at Yunxi. Fortunately, the other party couldn't see him, otherwise this little ruffian might About to be beaten flat.

Although Yun Xi likes children very much, she only has love for well-behaved and sensible children, and never shows mercy to splashing monkeys.

"I remember you vowed to take the route of melancholic temperament before."

Mo Shao glanced at him indifferently, the poet of that year has been submerged in the torrent of time?Now, there is only a little ruffian with a small hooligan nature left?

Thinking back to those days... ah bah!It's only been a month, and the poet has learned badly!Mo Shao was a little annoyed.

"I think the weak and sad little white flower is not a role I can control." The poet blinked his eyes twice, and was rarely serious for a while.

Mo Shao nodded in agreement: "The snow lotus is too noble and glamorous, you really can't play it." In contrast, can you give it a try with facial paralysis?

"But having said that, ever since I came to the world, I realized that this world is so wonderful!" As he spoke, the poet stroked the hair on his forehead with great emotion. On the first day his butt hit the ground, he hit it A local tyrant, out of curiosity, snatched the interspatial ring from the opponent's hand, and went around the busiest street in the city. When he saw other people dyed their heads with colorful hair, he followed suit. It's a pity that hair dyeing is too advanced for him. It took him three days to dye his hair red.

"What about the task the dean entrusted to you?" Thinking of the shrewd old man in the Sword Spirit Hall who smiled like an old fox and liked to pretend, Mo Shao had a headache. After the auction here, what should he and Xiao Mo Fan do? He will go to the Rose family with the three of Zhan Yunjue, and then...

"It's not you, it's us!" The poet raised an index finger, shook it twice in front of Mo Shao, and then smiled very wickedly, "The dean has a handwritten letter, and I want it to be handed over to you. .but I just forgot..."