"Stop, stop fighting. Xu Mu pulled the towel that was almost swept away above his head, and looked at the few silver steel pipes that jingled against the wall in distress.

In the fracture of Qi Brush, a metal wire wrapped in a red and white soft rubber tube was exposed, which looked like the remains of the floor lamp that he had newly bought less than three days ago.

The money for several days of hard work to deliver the courier is gone.

The youkai who were fighting on the left and right sides of the center of the battle turned a deaf ear and continued to fight.

Xu Mu: ..................

Crash!

A mug shattered at his feet.

Sharp porcelain chips flew out like snow flakes against the courier boy's instep and calf, almost scratching the damp skin.

"I'll give you three seconds," Feng Yuan took Xu Mu to his side with one hand to protect him, and coldly glanced at the initiators on the left and right, "If you fight again, you will get out of here." ”

Feeling that powerful aura, the two ninth-level monsters who were manipulating the whirlwind and the light blade fighting outside the field trembled in unison and hurriedly withdrew their hands.

Burst!

In the middle, the chaotic scene of Mars hitting the Earth magically converged into a wisp of green smoke, fluttering and swaying, and disappeared in two seconds.

The male god's explosive aura can even suppress the monsters!

How did Xu Mu automatically switch to the mode of brainless fans, and looked at Feng Yuan's perfectly angled side face with great reverence.

No, youkai!

A few seconds later, the courier brother's eyes widened, and he looked at the heroic young military general wearing a red robe and silver armor on the left, and stammered and asked, "You, why are you ......?"

"General Ben used to be just afraid of scaring people. Zhao Yan raised his chin and folded his arms, and put on a natural posture of "Lao Tzu could have been revealed, but he didn't bother to spend that effort".

"Then why don't you meet with Old Man Wang?" Xu Mu asked suspiciously, with the friendship between the old man and the sword spirit, he would definitely not be afraid.

Zhao Yan: ..................

Zhao Yan seemed to have been stabbed in the waist by someone, his face was distorted, and he held back for a long time before he said recklessly, "Seeing a few more faces is just to increase my concern." ”

[Bragging.] It's obviously the help of this adult in the house!

Fu Zhu changed from a white deer to a white cat again, licking his paws and busy cleaning up his personal appearance, interjecting disdainfully, and three glass-colored flakes fell around his neck without wind. Although it did not dare to divulge Feng Yuan's secret, it did not prevent it from maliciously complaining about class enemies.

Fu Zhu's voice brought Xu Mu's attention back to the messy and miserable living room, the pitted walls, the shattered floor lamp, the coffee table that fell on the floor, the TV remote control that was shattered into puzzles, the mug that could not find the whole body, the long blanket rolled into the shape of a chicken roll, and the sofa wearing a torn suit......

Even if a typhoon passes, the scene will not be worse!

It's over, these two losers, a weapon that knocked out nearly 10,000 pieces, and the destructive power is close to destroying miè!

The courier boy sighed, scratching his ears sadly, as if he saw countless banknotes hula-la spreading their wings and flying out of the window away from him.

The little money in the small treasury, I don't know if it's enough to buy a sofa.

"Stinky cat, shut up!" Zhao Yanse glared at the little white cat inwardly, but couldn't help but quietly take two steps back.

[This seat is not a cat!Didn't you just see it!] The husband raised his head proudly, and the height was less than the other party's ankle.

"You have the ability to continue to fight with your original form!" Zhao Yan clenched his fists angrily. The guys who quarrel don't seem to need to communicate, it's enough to understand.

"Brother, do you believe it now? It's a monster. Xu Mu stood in the living room comparable to the ruins, pointing to the little white cat.

Facts speak louder than words, and the fight just now could never be done by an ordinary cat.

Not to mention the sword spirit, the miraculous story described by Old Man Wang can be directly put into the Shanghai folk tales anthology.

The only benefit of this battle is probably to let Feng Yuan see the existence of the monster. Xu Mu looked at Feng Yuan expectantly and nervously, for fear that the other party would show some disgusted expression.

After these few weeks, he already had a strong premonition, because of the bloodline, he was afraid that he would have to entangle with the monsters for the rest of his life.

"I'm sure they'll clean the living room right away. Feng Yuan rubbed Xu Mu's damp head calmly, and looked coldly at Zhao Yan and Fuzhu, who were separated on both sides, like fire and water, separated by water and fire, "If you don't clean it up within half an hour, you will all go to the corridor and stay." ”

It doesn't matter if you're a monster or not, if you enter this gate, you have to obey my rules.

Feng Yuan took out the posture of the head of the family, and issued a family order domineeringly.

The one person and two demons in the room knew that Feng Yuan was definitely not joking.

Fu Zhu hung his head, scratched his head with his furry paws, fought it, cleaned ...... Not really.

"General Ben has lived for so many years and has never touched a broom. Zhao Yan on the other side also rubbed the back of his neck and muttered quietly.

"I'll clean it up. "After all, Fu Zhu was brought back by himself, and the sword spirit was also invited back because of himself. Xu Mu played the round field, wiped a few handfuls of dripping hair with a towel, and was about to walk towards the sofa, but was dragged by Feng Yuan.

"You go and blow your hair. Feng Yuan pinched a trick in his hand, quietly separated the broken porcelain pieces around him, and stuffed Xu Mu back into the bathroom.

In the middle of the night, the post-disaster reconstruction work stumped the two monsters who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years.

The two rivals stood in the living room and looked at each other at the traces of the mess, full of embarrassment, and the word cleaning never appeared in their demon life at all.

Which youkai will sweep the floor after a fight?

Unless the soul is removed!

"You two, twenty-nine minutes left. Feng Yuan dropped this sentence, and followed Xu Mu into the bathroom without looking back, ready to take a bath. He didn't care about the mood of the two behind him, he didn't fight for a long time and his eyes almost hurt Xiao Mu, how could he do it if he didn't teach them a lesson!

Xu Mu blew his hair, and the garbage in the living room was simply and rudely piled into two piles, with clear barriers.

The little white cat heard the sound, jumped down from the top of the "garbage" heap, and flicked its tail like a merit, with an expression of "look at how capable this seat is, praise me quickly"!

Zhao Yan leaned against the wall farthest away from the little white cat in a straight line, staring at it vigilantly.

There are still a lot of debris scattered on the ground, just like the lawn after the leaves have fallen in autumn, and there is no really "clean" place at all.

The courier boy shook his head with a smile and went to the kitchen to get a broom and a garbage hopper to rework it for the second time. If he doesn't save him when he dies, the two in front of him will be 100% driven out of the house mercilessly.

Tossed until midnight to sleep, Xu Mu got up a little late the next day, and was almost late.

The proprietress didn't say anything, but thoughtfully helped him sort some of the goods first. Xu Mu was very grateful, and at that moment he really had the urge to work in this express point for the rest of his life.

On the way to deliver the goods, he has been thinking about the loss of last night and the money he can make up on hand, plus the blood amber, the money he can make up is only about 7,700 yuan, and he doesn't know if it is enough to help Feng Yuan buy all the damaged things again.

The courier brother who was heavy and worried about money worked slack off for the first time, and arrived at the last stop of Qingping Lane at four o'clock in the afternoon.

There are three items in Qingping Lane, one is still a snack that online shopping enthusiasts and game fanatics can't shake, and the other is a beautiful woman who used half a hair to pay for the courier fee last time. Xu Mu looked at the courier carefully and nervously twice, and was relieved to make sure that this time it was not the delivery.

Paying the courier fee in advance or something, I really can't afford to hurt it!

Another item was delivered to No. 55 Qingping Lane, and the recipient was called to stand and bask in the moon. The express box was extremely small, only half a palm's length for Xu Mu, and it was so light that it almost didn't weigh in his hand, but the insured column was filled with the words 10,000 yuan.

Xu Mu thought about it, but he couldn't guess what such a small object was.

At No. 55, there is a chessboard with a big "chess" written on the reverse side. The chess sold in the house is mainly chess and Go, and the materials of the chessboard and chess pieces are varied, from wood and crystal to agate and jade, Xu Mu never thought that a pair of chess could play so many styles and tricks, and he couldn't help but be a little amazed.

"Hello, may I ask if Mr. "Standing and basking in the moon" is there, there is his courier. The courier guy stood outside the threshold, holding the box and talking to the man in the blue T-shirt and glasses who was sitting alone behind the counter.

The man with glasses was playing the endgame of Go in front of him, and he was holding a black and white chess piece in both hands, and he didn't seem to hear Xu Mu's words at all.

"Hello, may I ask if Mr. "Standing and basking in the moon" is there? Xu Mu had to raise his voice and say it again to the person across the table.

"I'm just, put it over there!" replied without raising his head, reaching out to the counter and scratching his hair, as if he was feeling agitated because he couldn't solve the endgame.

"The yellow list requires you to write. Xu Mu nodded to the position of the signatory to the young man with glasses, and then froze.

The young man with glasses is holding a white chess piece in his left hand, a black chess piece in his right hand, and one hand is scratching his hair!

it!

Where did this third hand come from?