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

The tree in front of Mo Motang's study really couldn't hold so many people, and many little devils who were pushed off the tree and couldn't listen to the words ran away quickly to hug other trees.

A dazed and helpless little devil was left behind.

Right here, among those nearby, there were still little devils being dragged and refused to come down from the tree, yelling that it was the order of the lord.

Mo Motang couldn't bear to release his spiritual sense to look, covered his face and pointed to a certain little devil at the door, "Let them come down, just say I said it."

How would he describe his mood?

Very complicated.

Even if you misheard him earlier, contact him with the phrase "how many people are here" at the end, and you shouldn't run away anyway.

The enthusiasm is so high that it doesn't seem like something a little devil would do.

It is hard to say why there is no reason for his "now" and "future".

The turmoil over there is the turmoil, but Chang Qing suddenly sent a voice transmission to him: "My lord, Sword Master, he doesn't want to 'report the number', right?"

Mo Motang didn't react, and blurted out: "Anyway, it's not tree hugging."

Changqing couldn't hold back, and sneered.

Mo Motang put down his hand covering his face, and continued to transmit voice to Changqing: "If you inquire about me again, just pretend that you still want me to do it again."

Changqing couldn't be more clear about what this accusation refers to.

The bell ringing in my ear still hasn't stopped, and the overlapping sound waves are overwhelming. It's not hard to imagine what kind of existence the Mozun is facing.

"I sincerely hope the Lord is okay."

Mo Motang thinks it can be believed, no matter whether the long-term relationship is due to his own concerns or other considerations at the same time, the result is good, isn't it?

The guys on the tree finally left the tree trunk consciously and gathered together silently, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with their behavior, they still pushed forward recklessly, squeezed to Mijiu's side and were frightened by Miju's aura, panicked Back away in a panic.

But this is only the ones who are close, and those who ran far away. It is still unknown whether they are really hugging on the tree. Anyway, no one ran back.

It seems that these are the people.

Mo Motang glanced back at Zhao Wan, then turned to look at Chang Qing and the many demons behind Chang Qing, cleared his throat and said: "This matter was my mistake, but I also tell you that you must do what you can to spy on the secrets of the sky. It’s better not to have such thoughts.”

The little devils shouted resolutely: "Subordinates, remember!"

There was a lot of momentum, Shen Mo Tang nodded, slowed down his voice, and said again: "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

There was silence for a moment, only the sound of bells wafting.

"thank you all."

Thank you for coming for me.

The ringtone stopped.

For a moment, the cheers were deafening.

"Long live the Lord—"

Mo Motang nodded again and again, smiling helplessly, "Okay, long live, long live, long live everyone."

The voice is louder.

Zhao Wan's eyes lightly fell on his side face, the light in his eyes dimmed, he seemed to be sighing, but at the same time he seemed to be delighted, and he wrote hesitation without saying a word.

But Mo Motang suddenly turned his head to look at him at this moment, put his palms around his mouth, and asked in a low voice: "Did it bother you?"

There was a sudden smile in Zhao Wan's eyes, and the corners of her lips curled into an inconspicuous arc, she slowly shook her head and said, "No."

Bewitched by his smile, Mo Motang smiled instantly, revealing her crystal white teeth, and said in a breathy voice, "Actually, I think it's quite noisy."

The smile on Zhao Wan's lips deepened.

Mo Motang blinked, looked down, took a half step back, and stood on the same line as Zhao Wan.

Looking sideways, it is a similar smile.

Changqing almost didn't "bark" on the spot, and was forced to stand aside for a long time without saying anything, until the taste of the melon in his mouth changed.

Angrily wanting to say something to interrupt the ambiguous atmosphere between the two, when the words are about to come out, think about it or give up.

After all, it was himself who tried to match the two together, and he admitted it.

Looking back at the outside of the house, the little devils were all yelling happily, but their purpose had fundamentally changed, and they made a fuss by shouting "long live" and "mighty".

Changqing couldn't help frowning, why are they all here?

Then look at the alien standing in front of everyone, that is, Mien, who is not excited at all, and is talking to Zhu Yuansi outside the door frame indifferently.

——This is also the reason why Mijiu blocked the little devil, and by the way, he could use his back to protect Zhu Yuansi.

And from the shape of his mouth, it can be seen that Mijiu is telling Zhu Yuansi that he will practice later, and he is already planning to leave.

In this case, it seems that he is very dumb.

Changqing looked back again, pink bubbles were about to pop up around Mozun and Zhaowan.

The body reacted first, and retreated quickly. In an instant, he had already retreated to the door, tilted his head and approached Miu, and asked in a low voice: "Did you miss something when I was not here?"

Miju didn't turn her head back, and said angrily: "I missed you and beat you up."

Long love: "?"

He suddenly looked away from the two elders, looked sideways at Mi Jiu, and said sadly: "The matter of the exchange will be discussed later, tell me."

Miju finally gave him some attention, but his tone was still displeased, "Zhaowan came back with you, you ask me?"

Ah, that seems to be the case.

Changqing refused to give in like this, and insisted: "I mean the Lord, hasn't he been in the sect all the time?"

Miju gave him a blank look, "Then you are asking the wrong person."

After finishing speaking, he ignored him and looked at Zhu Yuansi again, as if he was practicing a certain set of exercises, what kind of moves were in his mouth.

With a long sigh, he stretched out his arm and hooked Miju's neck, ignoring Miju's struggle and firmly clamping him down, said in a low voice, "Can't you talk about it later? Good master!"

Mijiu was so angry that her face flushed instantly, but her complexion became more and more cold. She clasped Changqing's wrist with her strong palm, "Then can you stay away from me? Ugly thing!"

Changqing almost doubted his own ears, and instantly blushed with anger, his arms were even harder, and he couldn't believe it: "You actually call me ugly? You didn't do this before, take it back!"

Miju won't let him be at his mercy, and he won't lose to Changqing in the competition of strength, so he stepped up his strength immediately, gnashing his teeth and saying: "It's so ugly, it's so ugly!"

Seeing that things were about to get out of hand, Zhu Yuansi was a little flustered, and was in a hurry to persuade the fight, but he couldn't get in the way at all, not to mention Zhu Yuansi, and the little devils who noticed it were the same.

The aura of the two of them has been exuded without any concealment, and they are about to fight on the spot in the next moment.

The little devil around one side consciously retreated to give them a certain distance, and even patted Zhu Yuansi on the shoulder intimately, leading the children away from the battlefield.

But the two people on the battlefield didn't notice it, they were almost out of breath and fainted, and they gritted their teeth more than Mienju: "This is given to me by the Lord, do you have an opinion?"

Miju immediately understood that this was just the Lord's punishment for Changqing, she was not so angry in an instant, and sneered, "I have no objection."

"I have an opinion!"

Mo Motang's voice came suddenly, both of them were taken aback for a moment, turned their heads to look up, and then realized that the surrounding voices had stopped at some point.

And the two who were still blooming with each other just now have returned to their normal state.

Mo Motang sighed silently, and continued: "Don't fight here."

It sounds like you've given up struggling, or rather, never thought about struggling.

The long-term lover is stupid, so he is the one who personally messed up the two of them calling each other?

Seeing jealousy aware of the unconsciously reduced strength after Changqing lost his mind, he reminded: "Don't let go yet?"

After returning to his senses, he didn't want to let go, but under the urging of Shen Motang's eyes, he still let go of his arms.

The moment he let go, Miju also let go of the hand that was holding his wrist.

Just now he didn't feel it when he was angry, but now he was forced to calm down, he only felt pain in his wrist, and even his whole arm was numb.

Glancing at Miju, he saw that Miju was not much better, there was simply a red mark on his neck, if nothing else, it would turn into bruise, just like the one on his wrist.

The difference is probably that anyone can see the bruises on Mijiu's neck, but he can't even see the bruises on his wrists - he can't pull off the cuffs of the clothes.

It was a fight, a very peaceful fight.

Changqing also sighed, "Lord, we won't fight here."

It sounds like it's aggrieved.

Mo Motang didn't know how to answer the words for a while, so should he boast?

So Mo Motang continued: "Just know."

This statement is one of the long-term speculations, and he couldn't help chuckling, but from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Zhu Yuansi quietly approaching, and handed Mi Jiu a bottle of wound medicine.

Miju took it without any excuses, poured out a few pills and swallowed them in his mouth.

Changqing felt really wronged now, not that Miju was handed the wound medicine but he didn't, but that Miju was willing to take the medicine so easily.

He obviously refuses to pick up his things once in so many years!

Zhu Yuansi noticed his straight gaze, and hurriedly touched the mustard seeds in a panic, trying to find an extra bottle of wound medicine.

Just when Zhu Yuansi was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Mi Ju passed the wound medicine to Chang Qing with his backhand, and raised his chin again.

Changqing was stunned for a moment, then took it with a snap, the displeasure on his face remained unchanged, but his mood was much happier.

However, Miju said again: "Remember to return it to him later."

Changqing suddenly choked on the pill and coughed.

Mo Motang almost didn't hold back, and immediately avoided his gaze and looked towards the ground. Zhao Wan, who was beside him, noticed, and followed his gaze to the ground, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Zhu Yuansi said anxiously: "No need, I still have some."

Changqing's face was dark, "You don't need to remind me."

Seeing that the good part was over, Shen Motang knew the truth of accepting as soon as it was good, and immediately waved his hand and said, "Let's leave if there is nothing to do. If you still see tree huggers on the road, let them come down."

I didn't comment on the matter of looking for jealousy at all.

The little devils also understood this truth, and since nothing serious happened, they had watched enough of the show, turned around and left sparsely.

Then there is the envy of the master and apprentice, and finally, the long-term love that is unwilling to be reconciled and blinded by impulse.

He has not seen many familiar faces, such as Mo Yong, such as Song Bai.

But he knew that after parting with Mo Yong at noon, Mo Yong continued her retreat, and Song Bai, Song Bai was on vacation today, and he dragged a little devil down the mountain early in the morning to go shopping.

As for now, he wanted to see the mysterious landlord of Juanling Tower, and suddenly sent him something.

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