Chapter 11: Luo Jiuchen
Fan Xiaomo clenched her little pink fist excitedly, but she asked with a smile like a flower: "You, are you very powerful?" ”
Luo Jiuchen stood up, his long body was jade, he picked up the little doll with both hands, and his wide-sleeved robe hung down to his side, and his fairy aura was faint, like a god.
Fan Xiaomo kicked his dangling calves, looking up at his little face with difficulty, only feeling that this young man was noble and majestic, powerful and boundless, as if the whole world was under his control.
Luo Jiuchen lowered his head and stared at Fan Xiaomo, and said casually: "My name is Luo Jiuchen, the Lord of All Things, the King of the Nine Secluded Continent, and the King of Kyushu." ”
How could Xiao Baozi, who had just come to that world at that time, know how powerful he was, he just clapped his hands and exclaimed: "It feels so powerful, but why do you want to take the nest as a disciple?" ”
Luo Jiuchen felt the softness in his arms, his eyes stared at him, and his starry eyes shone brightly: "It's like a dream, but it's just a passing cloud, you know the lord of all things, and the king of Kyushu is your master." ”
Master Beauty, he is the supreme master.
Alas......
Fan Mo stayed for a long time before leaving the space.
As soon as An Ziyan wanted to knock on the door, the door opened.
An Ziyan touched his nose innocently, "It's time to go to dinner." ”
"Hmm."
Fan Mo's nose is a little red, but it is not so obvious.
"Where are we going?" Fan Mo asked.
When he first arrived, how did he know that there was something delicious there? His original body was just a simple kind of money that he didn't dare to spend.
He knew his true identity, and for his own safety, he had to hide everything about that identity.
Including money.
This deluxe version of the house was also recently brought over to summon himself back, after all, it is safe.
So, he didn't know.
"Then I'll take you there." Uncle An Ziyan took Fan Mo to a restaurant.
Name: "Yanling Wax Plum"
Fan Mo tilted his head and looked at it and said, "Well, that's good." ”
However, this time, he did not bring a mask, although the photo with a mask has been fermented on the Internet, but this photo without a mask has been sent, and almost everyone is talking about it.
After licking the screen.
was picked up, he was a bit similar to the third-tier star, the male vase actor named Fan Mo who rushed from the eighteenth line to the third-tier star by relying on the vase and appearance.
So Fan Mo was hacked without knowing it.
The so-called is riddled with black material.
When Fan Mo learned about this, it was after eating now.
"Damn, that's okay?"
Hearing his buddy's foul language, An Ziyan felt a little square.
"Dude, what's the matter with you, since I saw you, why do I feel different about you?" Isn't it different at all, first of all, the aura of this body, coupled with his casual tone, and so much money?
It's not something that can be reflected in one thing alone.
The problem is this money.
How come I don't have this life?
Heh~ Don't think I'm stupid, you just lie to me, hum.
Dude, I didn't build it.
I'm screwed.
He walked to Fan Mo's side, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "I have nothing to say about this hot search system, I know that you are hiding from others to be an actor, I know that you like this profession, I know your dissatisfaction, I know your status in the family, you are excluded and ridiculed everywhere, although I know that you have signed a company with makeup for your liking, but I have to tell you one thing, you terminate the contract, buddy, find you a good company for you, and the best resources will be given to you." ”