Chapter 31 Thirty-Five-Year-Old Bachelor Isn't Old?

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Mo Yunxuan told Shan Wushuang a lot of things, but after half an hour, Mo Yunxuan got up and said that he was going back.

The spirit stone is still on him, so it is not advisable to stay in the outside world for too long.

Shan Wushuang didn't stop him, because they had already agreed to meet in a week.

"Be careful when you go back, goodbye. ”

Mo Yunxuan left, leaving Shan Wushuang in place, he knew what Mo Yunxuan was talking about, looked down at the folder in his hand, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly.

Just now, the folder in my hand has been stolen by the system, and the money in the folder has long been gone.

The money has been secretly donated by the system to the Hope Project in the impoverished mountainous area, and he has completed the task.

Ding--The system's task notification is coming.

Because the Heavenly Dao agent is too salty, this system has decided to change the content of the task!

Task content: Sell the mysterious black stone provided by the system for more than 50 million soft girl coins in one day, and then donate all the money sold to the Hope Project in the impoverished mountainous area.

Task reward: The reward has been issued, and the host should pay attention to check it.

Quest Punishment: Penalty canceled.

Task Status: Completed.

Mission accomplished!

Shan Wushuang almost exclaimed, he had been looking forward to the so-called reward for a long time.

Hopefully the system didn't pit him!

Opening the folder, he saw his reward, and the instruction manual of the reward appeared on the system light screen, and after reading the manual, he almost jumped for joy.

The system didn't pit him, and he liked this reward very much.

I hope that on the way back, there are a few people who are looking for death to jump out to practice their hands, of course, don't be too scummy to find the strength of death, otherwise he can't do anything to bully the small.

My heart is beautiful!

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In the open-air sweet soup shop on the street, Mo Yunxuan met with his third uncle and housekeeper.

At this time, this is summer, under the scorching sun, drink a bowl of sweet soup, refresh and quench your thirst, and detoxify the fire.

The housekeeper and the third uncle sat opposite each other, each with a bowl of mung bean porridge and a plate of sweet quail eggs.

They were chatting, waiting for Mo Yunxuan's arrival, and as for the other bodyguards, they hid in the crowd to keep them safe.

After waiting for half an hour, Mo Yunxuan finally came to them.

"Xuan'er, where is that kid?" The third uncle was angry in his heart, and when he thought about what happened just now, he was angry.

"He's gone. ”

"You've been talking for so long, have you asked all the questions you asked?"

"Nope. Mo Yunxuan moved a small stool and sat down, and said.

"Hey, hostess, bring us another bowl of mung bean soup. The butler shouted.

"Why don't you ask?" the third uncle frowned, puzzled.

"No need to ask. Mo Yunxuan picked up the chopsticks and pinched a quail egg for himself and threw it into his mouth.

"Whatever you want. Third Uncle Mo didn't ask any more.

The nephew's character, he knows very well, what he doesn't want to do, it's useless for anyone to force him.

"I asked him to go with him to the martial arts disciple exchange conference next week. Mo Yunxuan said.

"Isn't he an ordinary man?" said the butler.

"He's just a normal guy. ”

"Forget it, whoever you want, but ...... We seem to be in trouble. With his eyes swept around, Third Uncle Mo took a sip of mung bean porridge and said in a deep voice.

"Trouble, forget it? It's just them, hehe. "This is contempt from Mo Yunxuan, who is very confident in his own strength.

Enemies, how many come, how many kill!

"The people of the Evil Martial Arts are also here. The butler said, "As far as I can see, there are fifteen of them." ”

"How's the cultivation?"

"All of them are cultivated as evil martial artists, and there are three people in the lead, all of whom have the cultivation of the peak of the day after tomorrow. Uncle Mo said.

"Third uncle, is your treasure knife old?" Mo Yunxuan made a joke.

"How can you be old, stinky boy, your third uncle is only thirty-five!" Third Uncle Mo was suddenly a little angry.

"Thirty-five-year-old bachelor is not old?" Mo Yunxuan said happily.

"You ......"

Third Uncle Mo is so tired, when did his nephew become so bad, and he actually made fun of his third uncle, it was really the opposite!

However, he was interrupted like this, and the tense atmosphere before disappeared without a trace, and even the housekeeper with a serious face smiled, even if his smile was not good-looking.

At this time, the mung bean porridge ordered by the housekeeper was served.

The housekeeper motioned to the proprietress to put the mung bean porridge in front of Mo Yunxuan.

"I don't drink porridge. Mo Yunxuan said.

He had just drunk two large cups of milk tea and really couldn't drink it anymore.

"Third uncle, you drink, you are blessed. As he spoke, he moved the mung bean porridge to Uncle Mo.

Third Uncle Mo's face instantly darkened.

Nephew, you've changed......

"After drinking this bowl of mung bean porridge, Lao Tzu is going to destroy that group of girls!" Third Uncle Mo stared at the mung bean porridge viciously, regarded death as home, and took a sip.

The bowl was dry, and he threw the bowl on the table, and Uncle Mo raised his head, full of endless killing intent.

"Let's go, Lao Tzu wants to see if Lao Tzu's stick is powerful or your head is powerful!" Third Uncle Mo left majestically.

If he had just drunk alcohol, he would have been a warrior about to go into battle.

It's a pity that he made mung bean porridge......

Mo Yunxuan and the housekeeper followed, and their consumption was paid by the bodyguards.

"Third uncle, there is a good place around here. Mo Yunxuan suddenly shouted.

It can make people disappear into this world silently.

Pity...... Third Uncle Mo has already gone away, and he is majestic and high-spirited.

Mo Yunxuan suddenly touched the ground with his toes, and the whole person swept out, turning into a white shadow.

The housekeeper followed, and his speed was not weaker than Mo Yunxuan's.

A second later, Mo Yunxuan came to the third uncle's side.

"Go, I'll lead the way. ”

And he walked away on his own.

Don't look at Uncle Mo's beer belly of some scale, but his strength should not be underestimated.

Soon, the figures of the three of them disappeared near the antique street and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Hell yes!

This is what the people who eat melons think.

It's a pity that when they reacted, everyone went away, and they didn't even record the video, of course, if someone dares to record a video, hehe, someone will come to you to talk about life, and by the way, talk about portrait rights.

In addition, those who are hiding in the shadows have also acted, and they have shown their housekeeping skills and followed up.

The sun is still in the sky, but the wind and clouds are surging under the calm waves.

The killing intent is awe-inspiring!

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"The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the birds say, early, why are you carrying a small schoolbag......"

On the way home, Shan Wushuang walked slowly, humming children's songs in his mouth, leisurely.

"What do you want for dinner?" he thought to himself.

Rice? It's too dry.

Noodles are ok, but I don't really want to eat them.

Hamburger?hehe, although it is delicious, eating junk food is not good for Gu Mengyan at all.

Hehe, he likes this, and he has a dumpling restaurant on the way back to the hotel.

However, he had some things to do before going back to the hotel, and he smiled as his eyes swept around.

There are a lot of people who are looking for death, and there are a few of them who are good at looking for death.

Just what the doctor ordered!

Thinking about it, he walked into a dead end where no one was, walked directly to the end of the alley, and patted his head.

"Oops, just looking at my phone, I actually came to a dead end. ”

He turned around, threw his phone into his pocket, and saw a group of people blocking the alleyway.