The first time he received a black task, Mo Xiaoxiao lamented that he was really lucky and didn't dare to compliment.

However, since the other party did not say it explicitly, and they also completed the task, the best way to recover the loss at the moment is to pretend not to know, and then go to deliver the task in exchange for rewards.

After all, if there is no conclusive evidence, they say that someone is a black mission, and the other party will definitely not admit it, and the people of Qingyun Hall may not be able to investigate or something.

If people are weak, this kind of thing can only be considered unlucky.

But in the end, there will still be some discomfort in the heart, where the monks can hold their breath, but how to fight back, it is up to everyone.

The next morning, the weather was fine, and the sun was shining whitely, illuminating the walls of Ink City black.

Pedestrians come and go in the streets, there are mortals who have lived here for generations, but more often there are monks of all kinds.

Mo Xiaoxiao followed his teammates to the destination of this mission, Li's family, and sold the mission.

The Li family is one of the several great immortal cultivation families in Ink City, although it cannot be compared with the immortal cultivation sect, but it is also a very powerful force in the immortal cultivation world.

Such a family would find Qingyun Hall to issue a task, which is a bit suspicious to say.

However, Qingyun Hall kept it secret for the monks who received the task, and also kept it secret from the customers who issued the task.

What's more, the Li family's statement is that they need to transport a batch of items from dozens of stations, and if they rely on their own family, there is a shortage of manpower, and it is too concentrated. Speaking of which, even Qingyun Hall would not refuse.

The group of people traveling together is not too eye-catching, after all, this is a common phenomenon in the immortal cultivation world, so they quickly found the Fang City where the Li family is located.

The spacious bluestone pavement, silent and uninhabited, is a world of difference from the lively scene of rubbing shoulders across the corner.

It is not a very tall gatehouse, it is difficult to hide the style of inheriting a thousand-year-old family, and on both sides of the spacious pitch-black golden gate, a pair of huge stone lions sit majestically.

The Li family is located in Ink City, in fact, such a family, the family generally has territories and mountains outside the city, but every inch of land in the city is expensive, and it is generally not too ostentatious.

Even so, such a large residential area is staggering.

At this time, it was the early afternoon of the sun, and it was quite strange for the Li family to close the door in broad daylight.

The team leader motioned for a member of the team to come forward and knock on the door.

After a while, the door creaked open a crack, and a young man who looked like a doorman showed his face and asked vigilantly, "Who are you looking for?" ”

The team member replied, "We are the ones who have come to escort the mission." ”

The doorman's face was flat: "Oh, please come in." "If you don't like or mourn it, you can't see anything.

Mo Xiaoxiao saw that he was also a second-level Qi cultivator, although it was very low, but as a doorman, it was also very remarkable. From this point of view, the heritage of this Li family should not be underestimated.

The doorman called for a young man about his size to lead a few people to the deacon's hall to find the steward.

A team of people are all mental, they are not stupid, although they have completed the task, but when the owner wants to get the gold, it is not for nothing that they become sheep in the mouth of the tiger. If you want to make more money on this trip, it is already a luxury, try to protect yourself, and it is good to recover a little loss. As for this deceived enmity, it will continue to grow in the future.

The deacon's hall receives foreign guests, so naturally it will not be too far away.

The boy led the group through a green vine corridor, turned a shadow wall, and arrived at the main hall.

Hearing the report, a young man in green clothes greeted him, his eyes swept away, he clenched his fists at each person, and then said to the team leader: "A few people have worked hard, please come in with me to write off the account." ”

The other party was so happy, and the group was a little surprised.

Mo Xiaoxiao followed him into the hall without moving. From the home decoration can be seen the family's preferences and the style of dealing with the world, simple and atmospheric, solemn and luxurious, the first glance is very ordinary, the second glance and then look at the details are meticulously crafted, even the bonsai placed at will in the hall is a very rare precious spiritual plant.

The man in Tsing Yi said a few polite words, asked everyone to sit down and wait, he left first, and immediately a little girl came up to serve tea.

After a while, a middle-aged man in gray walked slowly, and the man in green clothes followed him respectfully.

Mo Xiaoxiao glanced at it, the middle-aged man in gray was a foundation building monk!

In today's immortal cultivation world, it is not wrong to build a foundation and walk all over the ground, but it is also the mainstay of the sect family, so it is really a big deal to use it as a deacon for family affairs.

The deacons of the family are far from the deacons of the sect.

Moreover, this gray-clothed man gave Mo Xiao a very difficult feeling, and his eyes, with an arrogant light in their indifference, should belong to a high-spirited monk, not a deacon with deep merit and fame in the family.

The man in gray asked some details of the mission, and the team leader answered them one by one, except for the interception and killing outside Ink City, the others were also true.

The Friar looked at him.

Although he is also a foundation building monk, and the experience of the team leader is not necessarily less than that of the other party, but he was also defeated by the other party's eyes, he smiled: "Fortunately, the things entrusted by your family will eventually return safely." So saying, he took out a small storage bag in his bosom and handed it to the Friar.

The Grey Friar didn't move, and the young man behind him hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to take it, and handed it to the Grey Friar.

The team leader was a little embarrassed.

Mo Xiaoxiao and a few people also didn't like it when they saw it, and although they knew that it was a black task, they couldn't say it at the moment, so a simple escort task on the surface, paying money with one hand and delivering it with the other, why did the other party do this?

The grayfriar's divine sense swept it, and a hint of almost imperceptible disappointment appeared on his face, which quickly disappeared. That slightest fluctuation is too subtle for anyone who is not particularly careful to see it.

But Mo Xiaoxiao had cultivated eye skills, not to mention that she had been careful and vigilant to pay attention to the gray monk's every move, so she found out.

The result is obvious, what they send, is not what the other party really wants to escort.

After the Grey Friar saw the thing, he put it down at will, and motioned for the Grey Friar to offer the honorarium.

The team leader took it, and his consciousness was swept away, and it was not different from the mission description.

The grey friar quickly left, motioning for the man in Tsing Yi to send them away.

A few people successfully got the honorarium, so they didn't say more, and went back to the inn where they lived without saying a word.

In the team leader's room, several people divided the honorarium as agreed, and planned to leave separately. Although you come together on a mission, you don't have to leave together.

"Wait a minute, everybody."

The few people who were about to leave turned around when they heard the words and looked at Li Xueyan who spoke up.

Li Xueyan said casually: "Captain, I think it's unfair for us to share." ”

The team leader looked at her and said calmly: "How is it unfair?" "When they received the task that day, several people agreed on the remuneration ratio for the task.

Li Xueyan glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao, raised her chest and smiled: "Although it was agreed before, Mo Daoyou contributed the most this time, everyone can see it, I think she should have less share." ”

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