I became a scumbag in the global live broadcast

Faced with this situation, Mr. Zhong standing on the high platform never showed the slightest panic. He just raised his eyes to look at the smiling young man, and knocked on the ground three times with the crutch in his hand.

"Everyone, listen to the old man."

The voice in the attic sounded with the sound of crutches, but there was no sound.All the people looked at Mr. Zhong, waiting for this important Mr. Zhong to explain what had happened to them.

Qian Hongfeng lay on the railing, looking at people leisurely, and saw Zhong Laojiang put his hands on the crutches, and said slowly: "This fairy friend is right, Moshanghua is the only one in this world. One. And the only one is in the hands of this young man."

As soon as the words fell, the smile on the corner of Qian Hongfeng's mouth became stronger, "Mr. Zhong, it's not kind of you to say that." He said, sweeping around the people present as if no one else was there, and then said again, "These people, You came here just for the mysterious Moshang flower. Mr. Zhong exposed the owner like this. Don’t you Lingbao Pavilion be afraid that this young man who has no strength to restrain a chicken will be killed by this group of people if he steps out of this door? People hunted down?"

Xiao Lin's face changed instantly, he took two steps back, and heard Zhong Lao retort downstairs, "Since we Yingmoshanghua was born, my Lingbao Pavilion will definitely protect the owner's safety, if this Moshanghua If the young master chooses to auction it here, the old man will find a suitable buyer for the young master. If the young master does not sell it, he will be able to go out safely."

"Who... who said I'm going to sell, I won't sell!"

I saw Xiao Lin approaching two steps forward, shouting at Mr. Zhong downstairs.

This action immediately aroused heated discussions in the entire Lingbao Pavilion. Whether it was the people sitting in the lobby downstairs or the immortal monks on the second and third floors, they all began to hover over the follow-up development of this matter.

At this time, the man sitting in a box on the third floor raised his hand and knocked on the table, asking, "What is the origin of that boy in red?"

"It seemed that he was also a guest sitting on the third floor before, but he ran out for some reason afterwards."

"The third floor?"

The man chewed this word, and a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth, "It is rumored that the peak master Lian Qing of the Canghong Sword Sect has recently taken in a disciple named Qian Hongfeng?"

"Return to the Lord, yes."

The room fell into silence for a moment, only the crisp sound of fingers tapping on the table was left.In the darkness, the man's eyes seemed to be like a deep pool of thick ink, bottomless.At this time, he raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the water mirror floating in the void, the figure of the young man in the water mirror was as intense as fire.

"In that case, Lian Qing must be there."

"It should be next door."

"Ying, go and check this person's background."

"The lord is talking about this boy?"

"It's been a long time since I saw such an interesting child. It's rare that someone as dull and old-fashioned as Lian Qing can teach such an apprentice."

The image standing on the side thought of something, and asked as if talking to himself, "It's strange, this disciple is making trouble outside, wouldn't Lian Qing come forward and take care of it?"

"I heard that this child is very favored."

Just as the man guessed, Yan Luo was sitting upright in the private room next door.

While drinking the tea in his hand, Yan Luo leisurely looked at Qian Hongfeng in the water mirror.He looked at the young man's flamboyance, and felt that this kind of Qian Hongfeng was lively and strong.

【88: Are you not going to try to persuade me?If this continues, I am afraid that Lingbao Pavilion will be offended. 】

[Yan Luo: What is the persuasion? Although the reborn Qian Hongfeng deliberately restrained her nature from her previous life, she was still the master of the ghost world after all. Do you think he can see through such a thing? 】

【88: Didn't Qian Hongfeng hate Xiao Lin before? 】

[Yan Luo: If you hate it, you hate it, but don't forget about him, there are people who want Mo Shanghua, but he is there. 】

【88: What does Qian Hongfeng want Mo Shanghua to do? 】

【Yan Luo: What happened in his previous life is very important to him. If he doesn't find out, he might not be able to sleep well.Let him go. 】

[88: Host, do you want Mo Shanghua to appear in this world, or? 】

Yan Luo opened the control panel, pointed to the latest updated task, and showed it to 88.

[Yan Luo: Here, the latest mission, Moshanghua is here. 】

He had deliberately avoided some things, but in the end, he still couldn't escape the established development route of the story.

Moshanghua is a very important task item in the game. Since it is here to clear the level, there is no need to deliberately avoid it. On the contrary, Yan Luo is quite happy to see it.

Lingbao Pavilion didn't have good intentions, but Qian Hongfeng also had other thoughts.In the end, Xiao Lin might be the only one who was kept in the dark about the whole matter.

I have to admire that Qian Hongfeng is very smart.I want to know the secret of Moshanghua, but I also want to clear up the relationship.Now for Xiao Lin, there is only one last trick left.

Qian Hongfeng sized Xiao Lin up and down, saw the young man's angry and hesitant expression and did not speak, when Yan Qing who was beside him ran up, lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Master Immortal, we Young Master does not intend to auction Moshang Hua, our Young Master just wants to..." Yan Qing glanced at Xiao Lin and said again: "Our Young Master just wants to know who this Mo Shang Hua belongs to, and where is that person."

Qian Hongfeng's thoughts moved, "These people just want to see what the flowers on Moshang look like. You take out the flowers. If you want to ask something, I believe Mr. Zhong will tell you."

He said with a smile, and asked Zhong Lao loudly downstairs: "Zhong Lao, do you think so?"

"Who are you to dare to question Senior Zhong without shame?"

"Who am I? Lingbao Pavilion doesn't just ask about my background."

"All right."

Standing on the high platform, Mr. Zhong frowned, and slowly raised his head to look at the young man in red upstairs.

"It's true that you don't ask about your background when you enter my Lingbao Pavilion, and what the fairy friend said just now is also good. If this young master is willing to show Moshanghua, my Lingbao Pavilion will definitely answer the questions asked truthfully. "

Qian Hongfeng didn't speak, but shrugged her shoulders and winked at Xiao Lin.

"It's all right now."

"Thank you Master Immortal."

Yan Qing bowed to thank him, but Qian Hongfeng looked past him and looked at Xiao Lin behind him.

"You decide for yourself."

After dealing with the matter, Qian Hongfeng climbed up the steps, and finally stopped at the door on the third floor, and didn't enter the door for a long time.

It didn't take long, but Qian Hongfeng sometimes felt as if a century had passed. In the end, he finally let out a long sigh, raised his hand and opened the door.