"Little boy, you can't eat things indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense!"

The ink demon is like a cat whose tail has been trampled, and the hairs on his body have stood up. Without looking at Mo Jinyu's expression, Mo Xiaoyou himself felt that this was very terrifying.

Even if she buys heaven and earth, she won't buy the demon Feng Ling!

"Do you see if this ingot is the one you used?"

The dark ingots that fell from the sky flew straight to the façade of the ink demon, if it weren't for her agility, this face would probably be broken.

As soon as the Stygian Ingot took over, the ink demon knew that it was good.

The ingot in her hand was brought from the ghost country by the original body, and on the hidden ingot feet, there was an extremely small word "ghost" engraved on it. She only needs a flick of her thumb to know that what the other party is saying is true.

It's just that if the other party found this ingot according to this mark, then the other party obviously has a certain guess about his identity.

Thinking of this, the light in the eyes of the ink demon flashed again, and the expression on his face completely cooled:

"I was kind enough to help, but I don't want to become evidence of being falsely accused."

As she spoke, the temperature in her palm suddenly rose, and the ingot marked with a special symbol turned into a puddle of silver water.

This original body has been cultivated for many years in the environment of survival of the fittest in the ghost country, although it is not a real product of the Dark Guard Battalion, the aura on its body is no worse than the excellent one who kills people without blinking.

As soon as she sank her face like this, the arrogant little girl who followed Feng Ling was trembling all over her body, and almost sat on the ground.

"Useless stuff!"

Feng Ling glanced at his eyes and scolded, but he didn't criticize too much. Mainly because he also had a thin layer of sweat on his own back.

However, he is a man with a strong personality after all. Even if he is drumming in his heart, he is not willing to show timidity on his face. He pursed his lips, as if he had accumulated some strength, and then forced himself to say calmly:

"If I really wanted to threaten you, I wouldn't have returned the ingot to you, giving you a chance to destroy it."

"So, this son came here today to show his sincerity?"

It was not Mo Xiaoyou who answered, but Mo Jinyu, who stood aside and watched the play for a long time.

He didn't know when he had already stood in front of the main seat, bowed slightly and made a gesture of invitation to the ink demon, and saw that she was sitting awkwardly, so he sat down on the other side of the main seat.

calmly smoothed out the wrinkled clothes due to the sitting posture, and then took a good time to glance at Feng Ling, who was still pursing his lips and saying nothing, and smiled again before saying:

"Wife, this matter of concubine is still decided by Jin Yu, the head of the house, right?"

Seeing his smiling appearance, Mo Xiaoyou nodded without hesitation and said, "Naturally, the husband is in charge." ”

"Since this prince has said that he has said about buying and selling before, then Jin Yu has to put this matter in the business......"

"You dare!! Do you know who our son is?! How dare you want to put our son in the business of servants?!! ”

The little boy had already woken up from the previous coercion of the ink demon, and who knew what the first words he heard were what kind of business he heard.

You know, only the little waiter buys and sells! His sharp voice made everyone present frown together, even Feng Ling frowned impatiently, but the little boy did not stop because of this:

"You have the audacity to say that! Don't be afraid of breaking your wife's cheap life! ”

This is a bit overstepping, even if Mo Xiaoyou does not have any official position now, he is also the head of the family, let a little boy point his nose and scold like this, Mo Jinyu's face immediately fell:

"In that case, Uncle Guan! Drop-off! ”