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

I have to say that Changqing Walker is really good at walking people. After that, I didn't have any eye contact with Mo Motang at all. I don't know how many times I walked back and forth just around the periphery of Shuangyuezong.

Not only did Zhao Wan feel puzzled after walking, but Tang was also out of breath after walking silently. He was out of breath and forced to cast an enchantment on almost the entire outer wall of Shuangyuezong.

If this continues, he will be able to save the mountain protection formation!

Shen Motang was so walked that he couldn't run anymore, he leaned on the wall to pant, and it was the first time that he regretted running out to block people.

Sure enough, we should guard against arrogance and impetuosity. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

After finally panting, he raised his head and looked for someone again, but he didn't see anyone at all at first glance. Mo Motang's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately jumped up to the wall to look around. They were not within the range of his consciousness, let alone within the range of sight.

How can this make people lose sight of it!

Mo Motang was very helpless, looked down and saw that it was not far from his own yard, calculated that it was almost time for a lunch break, and even wanted to give up like this and go back to the house to sleep.

But at the same time, from the corner of his eye, he saw a group of black heads, a small part of which still had horns on them, just looking in his direction eagerly.

Mo Motang curled her lips, feeling that she could reap a pot of bitter water even if she looked for a pot of water.

You seem to have been watching for a long time.

He also wanted to have nothing to do with himself and watch the show, woo woo woo.

But before he lost sight of it, Zhao Wan had already narrowed the distance between him and Chang Qing, maintaining that little sense of responsibility, he planned to go to a higher place to see the situation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, the three people chasing after each other broke into his consciousness in an instant, and the grandfather who had been frightened and tortured had completely emptied himself, closed his eyes, and passed out. There are still wet tears in the corners of the eyes.

Mo Motang endured and endured, couldn't bear it, and finally couldn't help shouting:

"Long! Love!!! Put the old man down for me—"

The hurricane rose suddenly.

The devilish energy surged, and it spread out around Shen Motang as the center point. In just a moment, the voice was wrapped in the voice, and the strength was so overwhelming that it almost crushed the newborn young tree.

Changqing paused for a moment involuntarily, but Zhao Wan had an opportunity to take advantage of it. There was a sudden light on his shoulder, and the old man was taken away within a breath.

Feeling threatened by the long relationship, he immediately backed away and distanced himself from Zhao Wan, his fierce eyes skipped over the unconscious old man in Zhao Wan's hands, his eyes turned slightly, and when he met Shang Zhao Wan's gaze, there was already a slight smile, invisible The filamentous magic energy slowly overflowed towards Zhaowan.

Zhao Wan was investigating the situation of the old man. Except for the coma caused by the fright, everything else was fine, and the magic energy suddenly released by Shen Tang did not cause any harm to him.

The magic thread was already close to him, Zhao Wan's inspiration was touched, and his expression remained unchanged, but the sharp sword flashed in front of him in an instant, cutting off the magic thread released by Changqing.

Changqing secretly gritted his teeth and spat "trouble", and said: "You heard it too, my lord asked me to let my husband down to rest, don't bother Mr. Jian, I will take my husband to rest."

Zhao Wan turned slightly sideways, hiding the old man behind her, showing her attitude clearly.

Almost all of his body and mind were clamoring to rush forward, his reason was involved, and he took a deep breath and said: "It's not good for Sword Master, I paid for it."

Zhao Wan didn't move, the long sword was hanging around his body, moving slowly, reflecting a penetrating cold light.

Shen Motang, who is far away, is so anxious that he can't wait to turn around on the wall. Can we not care about paying or not? Can you beat Zhaowan? ?

Seeing the stalemate between the two sides, Mo Motang shouted again: "Long love! Come back—"

However, Changqing was angry.

Why make him back down!

Is it easy for him to find a gentleman who is willing to study the magic religion?

Just as he was about to bring him back, he bumped into Zhao Wan. Without a word, he thought he was going to kill someone. After chasing him for so long, he didn't listen to his explanation. He couldn't beat him again and again. Now he was robbed.

He is not going back!

Changqing pretended not to hear in anger, pointing at the old man to continue to break up with Zhaowan, "You have plenty of ways to wake him up, if you ask him, you will know that it is your wish, why does Master Jian want to find me unhappy?"

Zhao Wan stared at him closely, "I will ask him why when he wakes up."

"Then Sword Master wants to send him back?"

Zhao Wan nodded.

Chang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and said again: "Master Jian doesn't know how far that place is from the Shuangyue Sect. Could it be that he wants the old man to climb by himself when he is old?"

He said "tsk tsk" and shook his head twice, "I didn't expect the majestic sword master to be so unfriendly to the old man, it really doesn't match the status of the sword master."

Zhao Wan bowed her head and thought for a while, "If it's true, I will personally send him into the double month."

Mo Motang was stunned, what are you doing here, delivery to your door?

Changqing's fox eyes were light, and she smiled enchantingly, "It seems that in the eyes of Jian Zun, my Shuangyue Sect is just a group of little sheep."

Zhao Wan seriously denied this statement.

Changqing snorted coldly and said, "I dare not delay you, you are a busy person, so stop talking nonsense and give me the man."

"Zhaowan—"

The distant roar sounded again. After the first sound, the next few silences controlled the demonic energy, and did not let the magical energy surge, but he was not on guard. He was caught off guard, and even Zhao Wan was a little startled. , not to mention that it was his name that was called this time.

Zhao Wan looked over and saw a purple figure standing proudly on a courtyard wall dozens of miles away, with slender knuckles gathered around his lips, his lips and teeth opening and closing, and a crisp voice rang in his ears.

"you go--"

At this moment, Zhao Wan's breathing was stagnant, countless whys sprung up like mushrooms after rain, he couldn't control his voice, there was a word "no" on the verge of blurting out.

"no!"

Changqing took the lead, turned back angrily and looked in the direction of Mo Motang, pointing at the old man, "That's the gentleman I invited, why should he take it away!"

Mo Motang: "!"

Say no sooner!

Mo Motang: "I am very touched that you are not of this type!"

Long love:?

Zhaowan:?

Silent Tang: Cover Mouth.jpg

It's the other way around!

Mo Motang: "Hey, put sir down, it was invited by my deputy suzerain! I paid for it!"

Zhaowan: "."

Long love: "..."

Long Love: It becomes really fast.

To be honest, this back and forth was very disturbing to the people, well, it was mainly because of Shen Motang who was disturbing the people, the voices of the two people who were dozens of miles away could not be heard inside, only Shen Motang shouted at the top of the wall, and then In addition, the direction of the sound transmission was not well controlled, and the entire sect could hear it.

Miju was not interested in watching Mozun step on the wall and frantically circle the sect, but the matter developed to such an extent that he couldn't listen anymore, turned over the wall and came to Shen Motang's side, and suddenly said: "Master, there are us in the sect." Look, you go."

Mo Motang looked back at the "intimate" Miu, and almost sent him away with a wry smile.

Thank you for your concern!

But it wasn't because of the little devil behind him that he refused to go. At least for the time being, his cultivation was only useful when he was in the sect.

In other words, as long as he jumps off the wall to go to Zongwai, he can't rely on a light jump and then come back to the wall, and when he runs dozens of miles to the side of the two, let alone the fight between the two. Whoever gets up loses and who wins, he will get tired and get down first.

Ah, there is a feeling that the disguise of hard work is torn in an instant.

So in the end, Mo Motang insisted on holding back his wry smile, and inadvertently showed Miju a contemptuous look. Miju thought that she wanted the two parties to consume each other before picking up the leaks, and she immediately kept silent and stopped talking. .

Sometimes things are like this, a look, a movement, replaced by a different person, will bring a different interpretation.

It's like Zhao Wan who is still interpreting Shen Motang's words.

Zhao Wan is a little upset at the moment, and he doesn't know where this emotion comes from. In his past life, dullness was the only synonym for it, so he couldn't understand, just a few simple words, why would it make him... ...not happy?

"Then you all come here first—"

But at this moment, by coincidence, Zhao Wan shook his head.

To be precise, I want to get rid of the chaotic thoughts in my head.

The timing was clearly wrong.

Zhao Wan was taken aback for a moment, and was about to speak up to explain, but Mo Mo Tang frowned, and shouted again: "Chang Qing, you go with him, and then bring your husband back—"

Changqing made a "cut", and turned to look at Zhaowan with some reluctance. He was lowering his sharp eyebrows, looking like a wounded beast for no reason.

Changqing shivered violently.

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Zhao Wan: ...

Mo Motang: Men cry, cry, ah, no, no, etc.