Chapter 1267: Hunt and kill

"Ignore those people, we'll leave in two days. Mo Jiuxiao's plan at this moment was obviously different from before.

The plan had to be changed, otherwise he wouldn't have given Wen Fu a full twenty percent of the benefits so happily.

Although Wen Fuquan didn't understand Mo Jiuxiao's actions, he still nodded.

After all the outsiders had left, Mo Jiuxiao got up to look at the wealth fan fox whose eyes were smiling like a slit.

A certain one happily picked up this storage ring to take a look, and then picked up the storage ring to take a look, and the whole fox laughed into a flower~ During this period, Fengxue has been looking at those storage rings greedily, as if to leave saliva.

There is no way, anyone who has been with Luo Anan for a long time will slowly get infected with a problem: money obsession.

This scene made the Mo Da shovel official look really spicy, how could one or two of them have such virtue, isn't it just a little storage ring?

"Jiuqing!" Luo An'an's eyes lit up after seeing the figure of the shovel officer, "Quickly help this baby think about it, how did he spend so many spirit stones?"

At this moment, Luo An'an's mind is only to buy, buy, buy, and throw away! Money is so capricious!

Mo Jiuxiao smiled slightly, with a bit of helplessness: "Why don't you take it to practice?"

This question is not unpleasant, and An Baobao's little face immediately pulled down: "Jiuqing, how can you talk like this, it's too unemotional." ”

What's even more unsentimental is still to come, someone thought to himself, but he lifted the fox in his hand: "Okay, pack up all your things, and we'll leave here tomorrow." ”

"Gah!"

A hint of horror appeared on Luo An'an's little face: "Jiuqing, shouldn't we buy and buy in this largest trading city?"

"No, we should face the hunt. Mo Jiuxiao ruthlessly shattered Luo An'an's dream.

Mo Jiuxiao then threw a storage ring into Feng Xue's arms: "You also go to rest, recuperate and wait to be a meat shield." ”

Fengxue: ......!!! should I thank you for your trench first or be scared first?

Once Mo Jiuxiao made a decision, only one fox could change it. At the moment, the fox did not open his mouth to refuse, and Feng Xue naturally did not have to hold on to the good hope of staying for a few days.

On the second day, Mo Jiuxiao and Luo An'an took a walk in the City Lord's Mansion, and their leisurely appearance did not even notice anything abnormal in Wen Fu. As a result, the people slipped away quietly that night.

Luo An'an and their artists were bold, and they all disguised themselves as maids in the mansion and quietly left under the pretext of buying things for the young lady.

"How's it going, are they out?" asked the light thorn in a sewitching voice.

They had no choice but to break in and arrest people regardless of Wen Fuquan's face, so they had to take turns guarding outside. Tonight it was the turn of the light thorn to be on duty.

It was a Zen monk who was guarding before, but at this moment he folded his hands and said indifferently: "No, the old man has only seen three slaves who went out of the house to buy things on the orders of the eldest lady of the Wen family for so long. ”

Qingxing was about to laugh, but suddenly he couldn't laugh when he thought of something. She grabbed the monk's robe and asked, "What, how long have those three been gone!"

The old monk didn't know why: "I just passed!"

"You idiot," Qing Xun almost laughed angrily, "Do you bald donkeys have donkey brains too! What does the eldest lady of the dignified Wen family trading house need to buy? Those three must be Luo An'an's little mongrel disguise!"

"What are you doing in a daze, chase after me quickly!" scolded lightly, "Kill the three of them, and we will divide those treasures equally!"

The old monk suddenly realized, and flew after him with Qingxing. At this time, Luo An'an and the others had just arrived at the teleportation array.