The old lady thought about it, and compared the strength of the two sides in her heart, even if the other party has an ambush arrangement, there will not be too many people around a target, and on her own side, she only accepts a dozen or so tasks at a time, if it is divided, each task can be accompanied by at least five or six masters above the supreme, this power is enough!

The old lady once again confirmed that it was foolproof, and then smiled kindly: "Since this is the case, then you can choose a random team to go out and play." However, you have to pay attention to the safety of your kid, if you fall and touch it, the old body will not agree!"

Jun Moxie agreed repeatedly, but a trace of happiness flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, this time to ask for blood debts, it actually started as a guest assassin and killer. Isn't this the life I've always dreamed of?

The blood debt owed by the three holy lands has finally to be repaid one by one...... After three rì, Jun Mo Xie and Dongfang interceded with more than twenty Heaven Devouring Soul Eaters and two Dongfang Family Heaven-level assassins, and walked out of the gate of Dongfang Family and went all the way to the north.

Along the way, there are five goals.

This operation, a total of fifteen tasks followed. Somehow, the old lady changed her mind and split into three ways. Each road is responsible for all tasks in one direction.

Dongfang Wenjian and Baili Luoyun and others are in a team, and Dongfang Wendao and Leng Ao are in a team. I don't know if it's intentional or a coincidence, Jun Moxie was assigned to a team with his uncle Dongfang...... This made Jun Dashao depressed.

But the old lady said very clearly: if you don't want to, you can not go. Just stay with me, I'm afraid you'll have a bump.

How dare Jun Moxie say that he is unwilling? He knew that the old lady actually wished that he would not go out. No matter how far Jun Moxie's strength has become, in the eyes of the old lady, he is always a grandson who needs to be taken care of by herself, and this point, even if it is another thirty years, fifty years, a hundred years, and even to the desolation of the earth, it cannot be changed...... So although Jun Moxie was reluctant, he had to pinch his nose and agree, and walked on the road with Uncle Dongfang...... The horse's hooves flew over, all the way to the north, and the two targets along the way, there was no labor Jun Mo Ye and Dongfang intercession at all, and they casually sent two members of the Heavenly Remnant team plus two heaven-level assassins of the Dongfang family, and they were successfully solved.

The two nephews and uncles hid to the side to observe the movement, and waited for the master who guarded the target by the way, but they had eaten enough for half the night and did not wait for anything. It seems that these two targets are not guarded by the masters sent by the three holy places at all.

Now, the group is on the way to the third goal.

"Less than a hundred miles ahead, the third goal of the trip is. And this one target is also the most difficult one to deal with among the fifteen assassination targets we have taken over before!" Dongfang asked to sit on his horse, his horsewhip pointed at him, and his face was slightly solemn.

"Oh? I'm really interested in knowing, what kind of character is this, even Uncle do you think it's tricky?Is it those hidden masters who are not born in the world?" At this moment, Jun Moxie was riding on a horse, but his appearance had changed greatly, his face was dark, one eye was big and the other was small, his mouth was still slightly crooked, and at this moment he was stretching out his fingers to pick his nostrils, and then stretched out his fingers and flicked them, there was a soft sound of "whoosh", and there was a pop in the grass on the side of the road, and a hare flew up with all fours in the sky.

Behind him, everyone looked at their noses and noses, as if they were gone. If it were normal, it wouldn't be a delicious meal, but ...... This hare was killed by Jun Dashao with snot, which makes people more disgusted...... It may not be able to get into the flesh, but ...... There are some psychological barriers.

"This goal is not tricky, but very tricky! Although it is not the so-called hidden master, it is more difficult than those!"

Dongfang interceded and looked at his precious nephew angrily: "I said... Mo Xie, can you ...... a little A little bit of civilization? How can you say that you are also the son of a family, after being famous, why do you care so much about your own image? Even if you don't care about your own face, do you still want the face of your Laojun family? Even if you don't want the face of your Laojun family, and what about your mother, your grandmother, and even your uncle and me? As far as your kid is doing now, I'm embarrassed to tell my friends that you are my nephew, which is too embarrassing, right? It's okay to talk to me less, even if you are not afraid of being embarrassed, I am still afraid of being ashamed!"

"The way I look is not your masterpiece, uncle. Jun Moxie shook his neck, made a crisp bone sound, and said lazily: "You dress me up like this, and you still want me to be more civilized? Well, I'm not saying you're not good at your craft...... It's, it's ...... Some can't be elegant......"

Jun Dashao was a little breathless, his nose was crooked, and in order to retaliate, Uncle Dongfang deliberately disguised Jun Moxie like this. At first glance, it is the virtue of the ugly ghost that the uncle does not love and the grandmother does not love, which makes the gentleman who feels extremely good to himself very unhappy, and now he is so sarcastic to bury himself, not angry to have a ghost, but the person in front of him is his uncle, and he has a previous grudge first, he doesn't dare to fight back, he doesn't dare to fight back, so he has to be so stiff, and he has to put on a look like you can say whatever you want, I don't mind, I don't mind at all, you can do it...... But Dongfang was even more aggrieved, along the way, in order to rectify his nephew, he did everything he could, ridiculing and reprimanding in every way, just thinking about the evil anger in his heart, but his good nephew is directly a thick skin posture of a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. Uncle Dongfang scolded people so much that his mouth dried several times, but Jun Moxie was indifferent.

Because Jun Da Shao knew that this trip would definitely encounter the saliva offensive of Uncle Dongfang's revenge, he directly turned off his hearing...... No matter how impassioned Uncle Ren scolded him, his mouth was foaming at the mouth, or the sky was falling and the ground was surging with golden lotus, Jun Moxie couldn't hear it!

Not only can I not hear it, but because I only saw the mouth inside the beard of Uncle Dongfang silently opening and closing, I couldn't stop spitting Xingzi, and I had an inexplicable sense of musicality, and sometimes I even couldn't help laughing...... And this is something that Dongfang intercedes but does not know.

So the more he scolded, the more he felt that he had no strength, and after scolding for two days in a row, he simply stopped scolding. For this nephew, Uncle Dongfang is really powerless...... So I changed another method of revenge: Aren't you a handsome kid with a little white face? Then I'll make you ugly! See if you can stand it!?

I knew that Jun Moxie was also at ease with this new look! Not only that, but his behavior was also immediately in line with this appearance. Before the disguise, Jun Dashao was a handsome son and a beautiful young man, but after the disguise, Jun Dashao's words and deeds completely changed, and he was an ugly face of a ruffian...... This adaptability makes the well-experienced Dongfang Wenqing feel ashamed, and even suspects that maybe this is the true face of this guy...... Picking at the nostrils, snorting the nose...... It's just pediatrics. At night, I sat in Uncle Dongfang's room, took off my shoes and began to pick my feet, and after picking my feet, I grabbed two handfuls in the fruit bowl on the table in Uncle Dongfang's room, but I didn't eat them...... Finally, I wiped my hands on the futon and dragged my shoes back to sleep...... Before leaving the door, I always had to cough, so a mouthful of thick phlegm flew out, and then pressed one nostril with a finger, and with a bang, something black and yellow-brown flew out of the nostril on the other side...... Far away, there was a very crisp sound on the ground outside...... So Uncle Dongfang was tragic this night...... If you want to drink saliva, the water bladder and water cup have been touched by the dirty hand of the girl who picked off the foot, do you dare to drink it?...... Want to grab a bite to eat?...... I don't dare. I can sleep without eating or drinking?...... But the futon was also touched a few times by this guy, why do you sleep?...... The Oriental uncle was so angry that he was almost crazy, but there was no way, he did his own thing, and he couldn't live. Later, when it came to the evening, he closed the door early and went to bed. Kill and don't let this guy in...... But when I wake up, I often see my nephew picking at his feet on the edge of the bed...... While picking at her feet, she looked at the ugly face that couldn't be uglier anymore, and hummed: "Uncle...... Are you awake? Look at my feet...... It's all peeling, alas, it's all dead skin...... People's metabolism is really fast, especially for young people like me, young is good......"

With the young master's supernatural powers, what door can stop him?!

Seeing such a shocking scene in front of him, Uncle Dongfang immediately felt that his stomach was turning upside down, and he had a strong feeling of wanting to vomit: who wants to open his eyes in the morning and see an ugly ghost picking at his stinky feet? And the feet are so close to him, he can feel the heat...... It was only three days before and after, and Uncle Dongfang, who was also considered to have excellent psychological quality, still couldn't help but forgive...... So this kind of rìzi is finally over.

"In front of us is the famous super city of Chrysanthemum City in the mainland! And our target is the number one family in Chrysanthemum City, the Chen family!" Dongfang asked to endure not to look at his nephew's bad virtues, and looked ahead, with an expressionless face.

"Chrysanthemum City?" When Jun Moxie heard these three words, he immediately felt the chrysanthemum tighten, and couldn't help but widen his eyes and said, "This name is very good!"

"The name is good, the name is good, it's a fart! Chrysanthemum City, within a radius of thousands of miles, can be regarded as a veritable overlord!" Dongfang snorted and said: "The chrysanthemums bloom in the Chrysanthemum City, and when the chrysanthemums bloom, the flowers become a sea; ”

He sighed and said, "Chrysanthemum Chen...... But it's hard to mess with......"

Jun Moye suddenly hugged his stomach and laughed wildly, laughing so much that he burst into tears: "What a poem......! I don't know which great talent wrote such a good poem for the Chen family that has been passed down through the ages......?