Salted Fish Demon Zun refuses to work overtime [Transmigration Book]

Zhao Wan didn't come to Shuangyuezong for three days in a row.

Whether it is long or short for three days, at least Shen Motang has already briefly read the legal provisions sent by Mijue that day, and started to pick out the boundaries and formulate new rules for the family.

In other words, wandering on the edge of the law.

Didn't expect him to be able to do this in his lifetime.

He didn't know where the slack of the past few days came from, but Changqing had obviously attributed the credit to the clothes that were difficult to wear and take off and returned the streamer. The devil celebrated.

He was almost about to lift him up and throw him into the air.

Fortunately, Shen Motang responded in a timely manner, and the pusher said no, and let the little devils return to their respective posts. They should go to work and go to class.

Changqing rolled her eyes, wondering what kind of ghostly idea she was thinking, but she disappeared for a few days after that.

Mo Motang yawned, glanced at the messy books spread out on the table, and decisively moved his eyes away, then got up and walked out.

Let's talk about the rest tomorrow, he is off work.

The red plum blossoms in the courtyard are still in full bloom, as is the group brocade, each blossoming beautifully, and the other flowers and trees that have been watered by Zhao Wan's spiritual energy are all full of vitality like spring.

Although most of them do not conform to the seasonal rules, they are very beautiful, and he likes them very much. Mo Mo Tang stepped into the courtyard and sniffed the sweet fragrance of flowers, her footsteps were much more agile, she ran to the side of the small couch and threw herself on it, hugging the blanket As soon as you put it on your body, your eyes will be closed on the spot.

Wait, where did you come from?

Mo Motang pricked up his ears to discern carefully for a while, and suddenly found that the source of the sound was his own room.

No, no, is there a mouse?

But, since he misidentified Mo Yong last time, he asked Changqing if real animals would come in Zongzhong, and Changqing said it probably would not, at least Changqing himself had never seen it.

So, what is this?

I haven't seen him for a long time, so I want him to come and meet me?

Shen Motang took a deep breath, picked up the blanket to cover his head, and didn't want to face it at all.

Before going in tonight, get a formation to disinfect, and then ask the demons about the situation, and it's not too late to solve any problems.

Anyway, there was nothing to eat in his house, and nothing for a little mouse to destroy.

With a sudden creak, the door of his room was opened, and Mo Motang's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong.

What a big mouse that can open the door.

Mo Motang lifted the blanket, just when a doubt came, "My lord?"

Mo Motang looked up, it turned out to be long-term love.

Changqing's face was not flushed, his heart was not beating, he turned around and closed the door, and then he walked towards him, "Why didn't the lord come back and scare me."

Mo Motang almost didn't react, when several question marks popped out of his head, his voice was full of dissatisfaction, "But this is my yard, what are you doing in my house while I'm not here?"

Changqing stood in front of him, with a smile on his face, winking at the room next to him, "Don't blame the Lord, I just came to give the Lord something."

Mo Motang stared at Changqing, "What?"

Changqing pointed back to the room, proudly said: "It's just a few clothes, I've already put them down, the lord will know when he goes back and has a look."

clothing?

Ah, it won't be...

Mo Motang: "Don't tell me..."

The long love has already interrupted him and nodded, "Yes, it is definitely better than the previous one."

Talking about long-term love, he bent down again, stretched out his hand to cover his face and whispered: "My lord, try wearing it first, and I will change it if there is something inappropriate."

Ok?

That's too inappropriate!

How did Changqing feel that he would continue to wear those clothes?

That day, the streamer fell off and Zhao Wan left. On the way back, he was caught by a bush and many streamers were caught. If he hadn't noticed it in time, it would have tripped him on the spot.

So Mo Motang refused: "Impossible, you can wear it yourself, my clothes are pretty good."

Smiling affectionately, his eyes slipped away to other places, and he still persuaded: "My lord, don't say that, I have done reformation, and I guarantee that I will not hinder my lord in any way, and my lord should look at it before making a decision."

It was a bit too positive, Mo Motang was puzzled and said: "Why are you obsessed with a few clothes?"

Changqing stretched out her index finger and shook it, "It's not about the clothes. Doesn't the Lord think that the effect is amazing? It's been a few days, and Zhao Wan has never been here."

Mo Motang blinked, unable to understand the relationship between the two.

Although I don't want to admit it, the original intention of Changqing to send him clothes was probably to make him seduce Zhaowan, but Zhaowan didn't even come here after that. Doesn't this just prove that Changqing's plan failed?

Maybe Zhao Wan didn't come because he was too busy with business?

Zhaowan's reddish ears and cramped eyes appeared in his mind, Shen Shentang shook his head, convinced that it was the product of his own dizziness, "Then you haven't seen anyone these days, could it be because of this?"

Long love is just a smile, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be a default.

But whether it was or not, Mo Motang didn't intend to accept these clothes. His clothes were so good that he didn't need to be given away by Changqing. Thinking about it, Mo Mo Tang directly issued an ultimatum, "Take it away and deal with it."

"No," Changqing shook his head, resolutely refusing, "I'll go first, see you, Lord."

After finishing speaking, he ran away, and he was sure that Mo Motang would not be able to get up and catch him after get off work, and ran fast.

Mo Motang followed Changqing's figure and left the yard, then let it go for a while, and closed his eyes very simply.

Although he shouldn't care about where the demons spend their money, he still wants to say that there is really no place to spend it.

When Mo Motang returned to the house after the sun went down, this thought was multiplied even more.

How many are these?

The deviation is too big!

His closet was full of clothes, Shen Mo Tang shouldn't have noticed, but he was so ruthless that he couldn't even close the door of the closet, and he couldn't even put some clothes on his bed. He heard everything at that time Xi Suosuo's movement is probably the sound of Changqing folding clothes for him.

But this is not the end, the few pieces that were originally in his closet were gone.

Mo Motang silently glanced at the clothes on the table with obvious traces of modification, turned his head and looked aside, not wanting to admit that it was actually his clothes.

Needless to say, I know that long-term love will be deducted from wages.

If Changqing really feels that the money is too much to spend, Mo Motang doesn't mind helping him.

Um?what is this?

Where Mo Motang's eyes fell, there were a few very thin and deep scratches, which seemed to be traces left by Changqing's usual magic thread.

That's right, his clothes are cassocks, and it's not that easy to modify them, even just cutting a hole in them.

It seems that Changqing really put in a lot of effort in order to cut his clothes with the effect of showing his navel and shoulders, and he forgot to repair the wall for him in the end!

Mo Motang stared at the scratch for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand to feel it, and didn't feel any air leakage, so he turned around immediately and continued to see if there were other changes.

There seems to be no other changes.

Mo Motang turned his gaze to his bed. If he wanted to sleep on it, he might have to deal with those clothes first.

He wanted to stuff it directly into the mustard seeds, but thinking of the overcut clothes on the table, it seemed that he still had to choose from here if he wanted to change clothes tomorrow.

After a while of silence, Mo Motang remembered something, and suddenly turned to touch the silver bracelet on his wrist.

Regardless of whether it is the righteous way or the devil way, as long as it is a monk, most of them understand the principle of not putting things together. He believes in the original owner, and he also believes that he can find some ordinary clothes from the mustard seeds.

If nothing else.

But often times when you say that, accidents happen.

The first batch of fairy fruits expired, not only quickly decayed and cracked within a day or two, but also polluted a large area nearby after some changes. Disaster.

The unspeakable flora just infiltrated the small space next door where the clothes were stored, let alone intact, not even survivors.

Everyone in Mo Mo was dumbfounded.

I don't know if the original owner thought about this kind of thing when he arranged the space, but at least now, it has increased the workload for Mo Motang.

This made Mo Motang have to face up to the pile of clothes.

Indeed, as Changqing said, those useless and annoying streamers were more than a little less, and they were replaced with more convenient string buckles that don’t need to be tied. off-the-shoulder outfit.

There are also those who don't show their shoulders, but there are slits from his thighs and calves or other strange places, and most of them are covered with tulle, which is faintly visible.

Mo Motang carefully checked each of them, Lu Guilu, fortunately they all passed the trial.

This, this, does he still want to thank him for his long love?

After all, Mo Motang, as a modern person, seeing these clothes with his own eyes is like seeing the ancient version of ripped pants and hollow shirts. He can accept it, but he always feels that there is something nondescript.

I had no choice but to classify them into categories, put the acceptable ones on one side and he can keep them, and put the unacceptable ones on the other side and wait for the long-term love to return.

But in this way, instead of deducting the long-term salary, he has to give him some silver as money for clothes?

These clothes don't look like they are sold anywhere, they can only be made by Changqing himself or bought and remodeled. The cloth is not ordinary cloth, and its strength, toughness and comfort are extremely high, but I don't know if it is because he is afraid that he will have scruples, no Buried in the magic circle like the previous one, that is to say, the clothes here are ordinary clothes.

Mo Motang sighed, and decided that the wages that should be deducted should still be deducted, and the money that should be paid should still be paid.

One thing is one thing, he wants to be a good boss with clear rewards and punishments, ah no, a good demon king.

Taking off the silver bracelet and burying the magic circle for the clothes he wanted to leave behind, Mo Motang put all of it in the mustard seeds, deliberately avoiding all the fresh and fresh storage spaces and the next door.

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Early the next morning, as soon as Shen Motang went out, he saw Chang Qing who was squatting, and Chang Qing smiled and said good morning to him, his eyes stopped on his clothes and did not move away.

Mo Motang finally chose the new clothes from the clothes Du Miao Miao and Chang Qing wore yesterday. They were purple and white in color, and only three holes the size of copper coins were dug out at the junction of the right shoulder and arm.

Before Shen Motang could speak, he said affectionately: "The lord is really handsome, I really have good eyesight."

Mo Motang drooped his eyelids, and quickly bent the corners of his lips, "Thank you!"

The long-hearted smile deepened, "The Lord is polite, as I should."

Shen Motang raised his spirits smoothly, and waved to Changqing to let him get closer to him. When he was suspicious for a moment, he obeyed and approached, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Changqing's wrist, and then he really smiled, "I didn't praise you .”

Changqing panicked, and without changing his face, he met the purple eyes with a little pride as if he had succeeded in a prank, "I don't know why the Lord arrested me? Could it be just to tell me this?"

Mo Motang shook his head, naturally he couldn't just say this sentence, he was mainly afraid of running away in love.

Taking out most of the mustard seeds sent by Changqing yesterday, the long love in his hand really started to struggle in an instant, Mo Motang would not let him go, and firmly grasped: "You take all of these, and you return the rest. price."

Changqing was stunned for a moment, and even forgot to struggle, "Huh?"

Mo Motang ignored him, and signaled Chang Qing to open the mustard seed.

Changqing couldn't struggle, so he had to accept his fate and open the mustard seed. Mo Motang quickly stuffed the clothes over, and then let go of Changqing.

"I will deduct the ones you destroyed from your salary." Mo Motang pointed to the long-love mustard, "As for the rest, I will give you according to your quotation."

Long love:? ? ?

Why bother?

Can't it be offset directly?Anyway, he didn't leave a few pieces behind.

Mo Motang didn't care if he walked away, but when he remembered something, he suddenly turned around and said, "No false report!"

Long Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then hurried to catch up, "My lord, you can really try other types, there really is no one more suitable than your lord, why, why don't you try to cultivate the way of love? It’s much more interesting than drawing an array of crafts, my lord…”

Mo Motang was overwhelmed by the reading, and immediately sent a message talisman to Mijiu, provoking discord and writing: Changqing said that he would fight you one-on-one.

Sure enough, within a short while, Miju rushed over with fists, and simply smashed Changqing's voice away.

Mo Motang only felt refreshed, but ignored the scattered scrolls on the table and the half-written door regulations, and searched for a long time to find a book about mustard seed from the bookshelf.

The changes in his mustard seeds must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise those colonies don't know what to grow into.

But this fairy fruit is really miraculous, no matter how you look at it, no matter how you think about it, you will feel miraculous.

Wait, that's not right.

Where did these fairy fruits in his mustard come from?

Why did the original owner collect so many?

He roughly estimated that before the first batch expired, all the fairy fruits in the mustard seeds would be enough to fill his yard, at least a few tons in weight, who would save so much for one thing?

Especially the shelf life, since the original owner has marked the shelf life aside, it shouldn't be ignorant of their expiration date.

Mo Motang couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't find the reason everywhere. No matter what he thought in his mind, he couldn't trigger the key words of this part of memory. It seemed that he couldn't know for the time being.

He finally turned to the issue of cleanliness in mustard seeds, turned his head and took a pen from the table, a small magic circle in the silver bracelet on his wrist spontaneously activated, straightened the forked pen tip, and drew the things recorded in the book Down.

Even though it has been so long, whenever Mo Motang needs to draw a circle, he still wants to ask how to draw a circle!

But in the end, Mo Motang still used the crooked magic circle to destroy the contaminated part of the mustard seed, and then he took a breath to rest for a while and planned to continue to toss the door rules, when he heard a loud noise from a distance.

-

Mo Motang originally thought that it had nothing to do with him and didn't intend to go to see it, but he didn't know that the sound attracted a bunch of little devils, who ran past his study one after another, some even noticed the little devil who was always guarding his door, and stopped Say something.

Shen Motang listened to it, and it turned out that the child Zhu Yuansi came again, and bumped into Miju who was about to go out.

Has Miju not just been called by him to fight with Changqing?Why are you going out again now?

Mo Motang was puzzled and let out his spiritual sense to listen carefully. The little devil said it vividly, saying that as soon as he bumped into someone, he was so angry that he carried him into the barrier and ran to the martial arts field.

That huge sound also came from the training ground...

Wait, pissed off?

Is this the end of the fight with Changqing?Going to vent your anger after losing the fight happened to run into Zhu Yuansi?

Good guy, why is this kid so unlucky.

Damn, it still has something to do with him!

There was another bang, which made Silent Tang's head buzzing. He immediately threw down the pen and paper and walked out, beckoning the little devils who hadn't finished chatting to him, and met the little devils who were puzzled. His gaze said: "Where is the training ground?"

When the little devils ran into him, they were always puzzled, and Mo Motang was already used to it, so he thanked him and walked towards the direction that the little devils were pointing at.

The little devils looked at each other and followed them step by step.

The training ground has always had a separate barrier, no matter what happens inside, it will not be affected outside, but this does not mean that the sound cannot be transmitted, which is also the source of the occasional boom they heard.

As soon as Shen Motang arrived, the noisy demon bosses immediately made way for him so that he could rush to the front as fast as possible.

The first time he saw the situation on the field, Mo Motang's jaw dropped to the ground very simply, and he couldn't take it back for a while.

Unexpectedly, it was not the one-sided crushing and beating he had imagined.

Although he is much weaker than Mijiu, Zhu Yuansi was not beaten badly, at least he was able to stand upright, and even occasionally found the right opportunity to fight back, and the moment the fists and arms collided, A bang set off a wave of air that spread far, far away.

Mo Motang was dumbfounded.

Wrong!

Is this combat power system really broken?

Mijiu is the third in command in his family, and if you don't count him, he is the second in command, and he can't crush a child?

Just kidding!

Shock filled his mind and disturbed Shen Motang's thoughts. He thought he was here to save people, but he never thought that he was here to refresh his views.

The empty eyes can't even hold the long-term affection for grasping the situation in the field.

Fortunately, there are many little devils around him. Seeing the same excitement, some little devils said with emotion: "Even if you can only rely on your body to seal your cultivation base, the gap in all aspects of physical cultivation is still hard to come by." Make it up."

Another person on the side agreed: "Indeed, but that little monk is already pretty good, there should be someone who seriously polishes his body."

Another echo.

Mo Motang's mind froze for a while, and finally grasped the key word, "seal it"? "Purely rely on the body"?

Dare to be so fair?

Mo Motang finally picked up his chin, and finally noticed the long love standing by the side of the training ground.

Oh~~I see.

Changqing also noticed him, raised her hand and waved to him with a smile.

Shen Motang curled up his mouth and smiled, pointed at the field and asked what was going on with Changqing with his eyes.

The long smile didn't diminish, he just spread his hands and shrugged slightly, pretending that he didn't know.

Mo Motang pointed again, and continued to ask with his eyes when it would end.

The long love turned over and clapped hands, indicating that it will end soon.

Shen Motang nodded, still hearing the excited cheers of the little devils, not all for jealousy, seeing Zhu Yuansi's counterattack, there was also a burst of cheers.

It's really a group of people who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal.

Speaking of which, he just realized that the scene right now is obviously very familiar, the demon bosses watching, the long love controlling the field, and the two sides fighting fiercely in the field, isn't it the same as the previous scene held in Mr. Song Bai's courtyard? Are the games exactly the same?

So the demon bosses also treat it as a game, whoever wins and shouts when they stand in line?

Mo Motang looked at Zhu Yuansi, the boy's body was getting more and more scars, but his eyes were always firm, unaffected by the monsters watching from the outside world.

As for Miju, at least she doesn't seem to be so angry now, but there is no guarantee that she will become even angrier by name.

After all, Zhu Yuansi looks very talented and works very hard.

Mo Motang looked at Changqing again, pointing to the two people in the field to signal Changqing to stop them.

Changqing suddenly showed a embarrassed expression, seeing him insist, he sighed helplessly, and countless magic threads instantly covered the entire martial arts arena, completely restricting the actions of the two people in the arena.

Miju glared at him, smiled affectionately, curled up his winking eyes, raised his index finger in front of his lips, and said in a charming voice, "The game is over."

Miju frowned immediately, opened his mouth to speak, but was blocked by Changqing's magic silk, and then he saw Changqing pointing towards the audience.

It was the expressionless silent Tang.

Miju looked at Changqing again, and blinked.

Changqing knew that Mijiu had understood, and withdrew the magic thread.

Zhu Yuansi had never seen a long-lasting Mosi before. She struggled for a long time, and when Mosi withdrew, she lost her strength and fell to the ground with a plop, her jaw hurt so badly that she bit her tongue accidentally, and her tears almost disappeared. drop down.

On the other hand, looking for jealousy is Shi Shiran's unrestrained and unrestrained style. He walked aside without looking at him, and said to the silent Tang in the audience: "My lord."

Mo Motang nodded, worried and said again: "If you want to continue, I won't agree."

"No, that's enough."

After Miju finished speaking, she looked back at Zhu Yuansi, pointed at him suddenly and said to Shen Motang: "I want to take him as a disciple."

Devils:? ? ?

Zhu Yuansi:? ? ?

Silent Tang:! ! !

You're out of character! Hey!

Shen Motang took a few breaths, but spoke cautiously, "Accept him as a disciple? Didn't he kill him and burn his body?"

Miju answered calmly, "Of course I accept disciples, I kill people and don't burn their corpses."

So is it still killing people? ! !

Mo Motang shifted his gaze to Chang Qing, who also shook his head blankly when he saw Chang Qing, not understanding what was going on with the sudden rise of Mi Ju.

Mo Motang had no choice but to move back, pointed at Zhu Yuansi and said, "But he is from the Changtian Sect."

Miju nodded, "I know, I won't let him fall into the Shuangyue Sect."

Do you still want people to come to the Double Moon Sect?

Have you forgotten who threatened Zhao Wan by choking someone's neck?

Shen Motang's eyes widened unconsciously, and almost blurted out, why don't you go to the sky, but he forcibly endured it, calm down, he really can go to the sky.

The discussions of the little devils around gradually revived again, and they all dared not increase the volume, saying that they had never encountered such a situation, it was very strange, and they were watching the excitement.

Only Mo Motang, one head is bigger than two.

He has never encountered it before!

Zhu Yuansi finally came to his senses at this moment, covered his chin and yelled out his tongue to save Mo Motang: "Senior Ke Su, I have someone who is hissing, in Changtianzong."

Mo Motang's tears were about to fall, it was not easy to knock a child's mouth.

But Mijiu has already decided that Zhu Yuansi is unwilling to give up no matter what, "I don't mind if you worship two masters. Afterwards, Chang Tianzong will be your second master. The master master can only be me."

Zhu Yuansi was stunned again.

Mo Motang was also stunned, why are all these monsters so selfish?

Mo Motang couldn't bear it anymore, and blurted out: "Why don't you go to heaven!"

Another group of devils froze, this time the scope was wider, and the silence filled the entire training ground for a moment.

Mo Motang blinked, suddenly realized what he had said, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, never thought that he could endure the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day, so these words had to come out of his mouth.

The silence didn't last long, Miju suddenly turned around and grabbed Zhu Yuansi's lapel and dragged him up from the ground, pointing at Zhu Yuansi with the other hand and saying, "My lord, either he worships me as a teacher, or I kill him." He burned the corpse."

Silent Tang:! ! !

You didn't say that before!

Whether or not your character is broken, you are too fickle!

Miju went on to say: "The lord can save him for a while, but he can't save him forever. If the lord doesn't kill me today, no matter where he escapes to in the future, I will chase and kill him."

Chang Qing couldn't stand it anymore, covered his face and turned around.

Mo Motang wanted to do this too, but he couldn't!

After this matter is resolved, he must add a new rule to the door!Just say that forcibly forcing people to become apprentices is not allowed! ! !

In the future, he will be in a hurry with anyone who talks to him about accepting apprenticeship as a teacher!

But the matter is still far from being resolved, Shen Mo Tang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "Then you should ask him! The apprentice is him and not me!"

Zhu Yuansi was taken to a daze, and now he was relieved, and suddenly raised half of his arm and said: "There is a problem in the nest."

Miju slightly nodded, "You ask."

Zhu Yuansi scratched his head, "If I say hello, I won't have to go through the illusion at the bottom of the mountain when I come to Shuangyuezong?"

Mo Motang:? ? ?

No, just an illusion?You actually want to worship a devil as your teacher because of an illusion?

Are you serious?

You are the big baby of Chang Tianzong!Your master is still waiting for you to go back!How can you succumb to an illusion!

However, both of them were serious, Miju nodded and said: "Yes, if the Lord refuses to agree, tell me before you come, and I will go down the mountain to pick you up."

A smile suddenly appeared on Zhu Yuansi's face, and he yelled directly: "Father hiss—"

Mo Motang closed his eyes and turned around, he couldn't hear this!

It's me who thinks highly of you, one or two of you are too casual!

Can anyone come to save his three views?Please.

But Mi Ju didn't let go of Zhu Yuansi, instead she took a few steps forward, "My lord."

Mo Motang struggled to put down his hands and turned around, "What's wrong?"

Miju: "My apprentice."

Mo Motang felt that he needed a ventilator.

But he still forced himself to nod his head, "Don't come to me if something happens."

"I know," Mijiu responded, and then looked at the little devil who was watching, "Remember this face, don't accidentally hurt yourself."

It sounded like he was about to be accidentally injured.

Shen Motang took a breath, raised his eyes to look at Zhu Yuansi, Zhu Yuansi was also looking at him, with some doubts in a daze, the moment his eyes met, Zhu Yuansi quickly lowered his eyes, and soon turned red a face.

Mo Motang:? ? ?

What's wrong with both of these?

After tossing and tossing, even if the matter on the training ground is resolved, if it can't be resolved, that's it.

Mo Motang knew that he didn't have three heads and six arms, and he didn't have great supernatural powers. Since the two troublemakers were willing to worship their masters and accept their apprentices, he had nothing to say. There will be benefits.

If Zhengdao found out, Zhu Yuansi would not be able to stay any longer, and if the situation was serious, he might even be regarded as a traitor, not to mention his Shuangyue Sect, Zhengdao would come to him in minutes to slay demons.

Zhu Yuansi seemed to realize what he had done at this moment, Mo Mo Tang responded to whatever he said, like a ruthless responding robot.

Shen Motang sighed, let the little devils disperse, and beckoned the three people on the competition stage to get off, and his eyes fell on Chang Qing, pointing to the big one and the small two that made people feel dizzy, " They leave it to you, and let me know if there is any problem."

Changqing seemed a little hesitant, "Yes, yes..."

Seeking jealousy, Bai Changqing gave a cold snort and turned to look at Zhu Yuansi, who blinked blankly.

I almost forgot that long love is also a big headache.

Mo Motang was too lazy to speak, and only gave Changqing a look.

Changqing understood immediately, leaned close to Shen Motang's ear and whispered: "My lord, come to practice the way of love."

Shen Motang stabilized his expression, resisted the urge to stay away from Changqing, squinted at Changqing, "Do I look easy to talk to?"

After speaking, he turned his head and left, leaving no chance for Changqing to stop him, leaving the three of them in a daze.

Long Qing finally drove away the sudden chill, and turned to look at Zhu Yuansi with a smile, "Remember, in the Shuangyue Sect, anyone can be messed with, except Mozun."

He added: "You can't push yourself too far, no matter how easy-talking he looks."

Mijiu nodded in agreement.

Thanks to the long-term love to talk to him, Zhu Yuansi was able to regain his body, nodding so much that he could almost see afterimages.

-

Shen Motang walked aimlessly on the road, searching around for a lawn that could get the sun but not too much, almost humming a tune in such a good mood.

Perhaps it seemed to Changqing and others that Mo Motang burst out with a penetrating aura in an instant, but in fact, it was a product of unconsciousness at all, just because it was his lunch break.

Is there anything more important than rest?No.

Mo Motang was walking, when he stopped suddenly, he saw the lawn where he met Mo Qie before, it was indeed a good place, but since he knew that the little white rabbit was Mo Qie, he never came again here.

He was afraid that because he came often, Mo Qi would not dare to come again.

But at this moment, the lawn is empty, and Mo Qi is not here.

Mo Motang glanced around and found no sign of Mo Qi, so he boldly passed through this area and found a lawn near the study to lie down and rest.

Mozong, it is indeed more interesting than he imagined.

Surprises and surprises come one after another, and you don't know what the next one will be.

It's not easy to be the boss of Feng, ah no, it's not easy to be a demon king.

-

Zhao Wan didn't go to Shuangyuezong for several days, today is the fourth day.

Chang Tianzong's message talisman came one after another, and the various tasks were enough to fill his schedule.

But Zhao Wan still came to the foot of Shuangyuezong Mountain, stretched out his hand to touch the original enchantment, and put it down quickly.

He would pass by here every day for routine monitoring, but suddenly, he wanted to go in and meet Mo Motang.

In the past few days, he often thought of Shen Mo Tang who was frantically picking up his clothes, and, and...

Zhao Wan quickly shook her head to get rid of the chaotic thoughts in her head, but she couldn't help but her ears turned red.

He didn't know why he was like this, and he couldn't find anyone to ask. He just felt that something was wrong with him.

He had never been in this state before.

Zhao Wan stood in front of the barrier for a long time, but he still couldn't take a step. He couldn't convince himself, even if he just touched the barrier and listened to Mo Motang's voice.

Zhao Wan finally turned around. Today's surveillance is over, and he is going to write a report and submit it to Chang Tianzong.

Suddenly, there were a few footsteps behind him, and a slightly familiar voice deliberately lowered his voice and shouted: "Goodbye, Master."

Zhao Wan paused.

Isn't this voice Zhu Yuansi?

Master?

Zhao Wan turned her head and saw Zhu Yuansi running out happily, and the moment she saw him, she stopped abruptly, her face turned pale, and she stammered: "Jian, Sword Master, you, you Why are you here?"

Zhao Wan shook his head slowly, and looked back again. Although the barrier was enough to block his consciousness, he could still see that, at least in the distance before the last barrier, no one was there.

Therefore, the person Zhu Yuansi calls "Master" will only be in the Shuangyue Sect.

Zhu Yuansi was flustered first, and didn't know if his voice was heard by Zhao Wan, so he tentatively asked, "Jianzun, did you hear that?"

Zhao Wan looked back, and said a syllable in her voice, "En."

Zhu Yuansi's pale face turned red within a few breaths, he hesitated and explained: "No, I didn't, Sword Master, I didn't..."

Zhao Wan nodded slightly, Zhu Yuansi did not fall into a demon, and many things were clear enough, but he was still puzzled, and only asked: "Who is it?"

Zhu Yuansi was completely flustered, tears were hanging in his eyes and were about to fall, he didn't understand what he meant, "Huh?"

Zhaowan said again: "Who is the master you are talking about?"

Tears finally fell down, Zhu Yuansi lowered his eyes and shook his head quickly, refusing to speak.

Zhao Wan sighed lightly, still intending to ask, but heard a reply from far away.

"it's me."

Zhao Wan raised her head, it was looking for jealousy, and behind her was a long love who was trying hard to get her back.

Miju struggled for a while and found that he couldn't get out of Changqing's hands, so he let Changqing pull him, and said forcefully: "If you have any problems, just ask me, don't bully the child."

Zhao Wan: "?"

Anyway, regardless of whether the long-term relationship is pulling or not, Mijiu has already shaken the matter out of her mouth, angrily shakes away Mijue, stands aside with her arms folded and turned her head away.

Obviously, he was reminded by Mozun not long ago, and his intuition told Chang Qing that he was going to die, not only himself, but the few here, except Zhao Wan, probably all had to die.

Mijiu was unrestrained, brushed and fell to the ground, grabbed Zhu Yuansi's arm and stuffed it behind her, "Jian Zun is so temperamental."

Zhao Wan ignored it, and followed Zhu Yuansi with her eyes. Seeing that Zhu Yuansi quickly wiped away her tears, she poked her head out and said, "It's not Sword Master..."

"Shut up," Miju shouted, "I'm talking to him."

Zhu Yuansi was silent in a daze, and looked at Zhao Wan with eyes full of shame, Zhao Wan blinked, and looked at Mi Jeu instead.

Miju continued: "People in the world often say that the Immortal Sect has an extraordinary bearing and is tolerant of all rivers and rivers. I don't know if your Changtian Sect is the same. Can you accept disciples worshiping demons as teachers?"

Zhao Wan thought for a moment, "If it didn't violate the legal principles, then I shouldn't blame him. I'll take him back to the sect and discuss it later."

Miju narrowed her eyes, and said coldly: "Don't do that with me, your Xianzong can do anything to avoid trouble."

Zhao Wan: "Fellow Daoist, don't worry so much, Xianzong also acts in accordance with legal principles, so he will definitely not blame anyone."

Mijiu laughed out loud instead, "Legislative principles? Is there no such thing as legal principles?"

Zhao Wan was startled, he had never thought of anything that was not within the law, so he was unable to give an answer.

Miju grabbed Zhu Yuansi's shoulders back, "If your Immortal Sect cannot guarantee his safety, then I, Shuangyue Sect, will take care of it. It's just a fallen demon."

Zhu Yuansi finally recovered from the astonishment he received from him, and shook his head again and again, "I can't fall into the devil."

Miju frowned and looked at him, Zhaowan also looked back, Zhu Yuansi's heart was beating fast, and said again: "I made an oath."

A sneer came from above, and the long-term love finally fell, and it was falling on Mijiu.