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Ma Ling'er's jade hand clenched tightly, and the green tendons on it beat. She stared at Mo Chen's eyes with a solemn face, and there was gossip in her eyes, and she said in a deep voice.

The gossip in Ma Ling'er's eyes turned, and countless brilliant divine texts flowed and danced in the gossip, like countless butterflies dancing.

She looked at Mo Chen with those strange bright eyes, and her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

There is no Mo Chen in numerology at all, and this situation is even more weird than the Mo family giant. The numerology of the Mo family giant is just ethereal, seemingly nothing, like in the future, and like in the past, but Mo Chen's numerology is completely invisible.

It's as if there is no such person in the world!

"The gods have returned, new gods are about to be born, and are you ready for the new world?" Mo Chen picked up the teacup, looked at Ma Ling'er's solemn face and weird bright eyes, and said flatly.

Ma Ling'er, as the protagonist of this era in which I have a date with zombies, is destined to be impossible to get out of this maelstrom.

"Cut, as long as this girl has money to make, she doesn't care so much." The gossip in Ma Linger's eyes dissipated, and although she was amazed in her heart, she said disdainfully with an indifferent expression on her face.

What about the return of the gods, and what about the imminent birth of new gods. When the sky falls, there is also a high top, as long as you can make money happily, it is enough.

Haha, if you can settle in the Yin-Yang family in the future, maybe you can let His Excellency the Eastern Emperor understand his mind as soon as possible. Ma Linger had her own little abacus in her heart, and she looked very proud.

When Mo Chen heard this, he couldn't help but show a helpless expression, and said with a smile: "You are really optimistic enough, but you came into being, and it is destined that it is impossible to escape from this big whirlpool." ”

Others may be able to avoid the maelstrom of the return of the gods, but Ma Ling'er, as a contemporary protagonist, is destined to be entangled with the returning gods and demons for the rest of her life.

"You know numerology too!" When Ma Ling'er heard Mo Chen's words, not only was she not angry, but her eyes lit up, she looked at him with those watery eyes, and said expectantly.

Ma Linger has been in the world for decades, and it is the first time she has seen someone who understands numerology. Even if it is the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, he doesn't know much about numerology.

This made Ma Ling'er, who had obtained the inheritance of the ancient witch way, extremely depressed, and all her cultivation had to rely on her own exploration, and there was no Taoist friend who could discuss and learn from it.

"I just understand a little." Mo Chen glanced at Ma Ling'er and said casually.

Where does he really know what numerology, but he just knows a little bit of the plot. However, seeing Ma Ling'er's expectant look, how could Mo Chen say that he didn't know. But then again, the realm of one's own destiny may really be a type of numerology.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Mo Chen's heart, and he felt as if he had found a way forward. Fate, numerology, and what is the difference between itself.

"Then can you help me calculate whether it is possible for me to be with the Eastern Emperor." Ma Ling'er's pretty face was crimson, her hands were clenched at the corners of her clothes, her head was lowered and she didn't dare to look at Mo Chen, and said softly.

Although the way of numerology is weird, with Ma Ling'er's current realm, it is not its own future at present. This is the result of hundreds of trials and tries.

"There's no hope, don't think about it when you are the Eastern Emperor Taiyi." Hearing this, Mo Chen came back to his senses from his contemplation. He couldn't help but roll his eyes and said angrily.

What are Ma Linger's three views, she always wants to dig her own corner. If it weren't for the fact that she was a girl, I would have taught her how to be a person.

Mo Chen thought of the affair that Yue Linglong had caused herself, and he was both helpless and a little funny in his heart. At the same time, he was still a little puzzled in his heart, why didn't Linglong tell Ma Linger his true identity?

If Linglong tells Ma Linger that she is a daughter, Ma Linger should be able to understand.

"You!" When Ma Ling'er heard Mo Chen's words, she immediately stood up angrily, looked at him with round eyes, and snorted angrily.

This bastard, how can it be such a simple thing to calculate numerology, Mo Chen's attitude is simply perfunctory.

The most hateful thing is that this bastard actually told himself that he had no play with the Eastern Emperor, which is absolutely unbearable!

"Golden House, 100,000 gold." Mo Chen's face was calm, he glanced at the angry Ma Ling'er, and said lightly.

There is no better way to deal with this kind of money addict than money. The golden house has not yet arrived, and there is no trace of 100,000 gold, with Ma Ling'er's greedy character, she will definitely not let go of the huge wealth that is about to arrive.

"Ahem, don't be angry, Mr. Mo, Ling'er is just joking with you. Numerology is not something that can be completed in a short period of time, so it is better for us to discuss it another day. Ma Ling'er's face changed instantly, she looked at Mo Chen with a spring breeze on her face, and said softly with a gentle smile on her face.

Ma Ling'er had a gentle smile on her face, but the pair of jade hands in her wide sleeves were clenched tightly, and the green tendons on them were beating.

For the sake of the golden house, for the sake of 100,000 gold, this girl endured it! When the things are in hand, this girl must let this dead tyrant understand what is the dignity of a witch!

Ma Ling'er thought of the luxurious golden house and the lovely 100,000 gold, took a deep breath, the smile on her face became more and more gentle, and she looked at Mo Chen with the eyes like looking at a fat sheep, only to feel that her soul was becoming more and more comfortable.

"Alright, little money fan, it's time for us to go." Mo Chen stood up, glanced at the undisciplined Ma Ling'er angrily, and snorted.

I don't know if Ma Xiaoling in later generations will have a character of dying and asking for money because of Ma Linger.

Mo Chen's thoughts changed, and he directly took Ma Ling'er's jade hand, and jumped into the air after leaving the golden house.

Everything in Xinzheng City, he has already arranged.

Now, he just wants to rush to the Yin-Yang family residence as soon as possible, find Yue Linglong and ask about the events of the year, as well as his children!

Mo Chen's heart was complicated, and he took Ma Ling'er up to a thousand feet in the sky, and suddenly a cyan sword with a length of one zhang suddenly appeared under his feet, and then it was like a meteor quickly crossing the starry sky, heading towards the Yin and Yang family station in Kunlun Mountain.

The Qing Ying Sword was long and two feet wide, exuding a hazy green glow, and there were faint mysterious runes. The two of them stood on it, not in the slightest crowd.

Ma Ling'er grabbed the corners of Mo Chen's clothes with both hands, and there was a faint gossip circulating around her body, blocking the cold wind three feet away from her body.

She looked down at the Qingying Sword under her feet, felt the faint mana plucking on it, and the fluttering supernatural runes, and said with a strange appearance: "Flying Sword, Dead Tyrant, your sword is not simple." ”

This sword is like a legendary ancient witch weapon. However, this world has only just begun to transform, and even a real witchcraft should not have regained its power so quickly.

Mo Chen listened to Ma Ling'er's words, his face was calm, and he said slowly: "This sword is just a small way, if Miss Ling'er likes it, it's not impossible to give it to you, but." ”

Ma Ling'er listened, and her face instantly became vigilant. She looked at Mo Chen's back vigilantly with her eyes, and snorted: "It's just a witch weapon, don't want this girl to sleep with you." ”

Cut, although this girl is greedy for money, she is not stupid enough to sell her body for a witch weapon. Ma Ling'er glanced at the Qingying Sword under her feet, her heart full of envy and jealousy.

"I said, what the hell are you thinking? I'm old enough to be your grandfather, and I'll be interested in your bean sprouts. Mo Chen looked back, rolled his eyes at Ma Ling'er, and said angrily.

What the hell is going on in the head of this idiot? As soon as she opened her mouth, she thought in that direction, could she be such an image in her heart.

"Cut, who knows if you're lying to me." Ma Ling'er's pretty face was slightly red, but she was still a dead duck with a hard mouth, her eyes were waiting for Mo Chen, and she hummed unconvincedly.

Mo Chen was speechless, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I just want to ask, what do you think of zombies?" ”

Ma Ling'er's face was stunned, solemn, and said in a solemn voice: "Could it be that there are zombies infested now!" ”

"The general is back." Mo Chen heard Ma Ling'er's words, his eyes flashed with different colors, and he said leisurely.

Listening to Ma Ling'er's tone, it seems that she really has a different view of zombies.

"General." Ma Ling'er's face was solemn, her eyebrows were furrowed tightly, her eyes stared at the starry sky in distraction, and she didn't say anything more.

Mo Chen looked at Ma Ling'er's demeanor and didn't bother.

An hour later, he had already flown thousands of miles away with Ma Ling'er and came to the periphery of the Yin Yang family's residence.