Even though the Treasure Pavilion is under the control of the Shape Hall Master, if the Shape Hall Lord wants to enter the Treasure Pavilion, he also needs Mo Ze's permission.

If it is a person who is not allowed, even if the other party is the master of the Shape Hall, when he steps into this door, he will be directly swept out by a current of air that comes from nowhere.

The steward of the Treasure Pavilion earlier didn't feel strange about Shen Moli's arrival.

This snowy land is not fixed in one place, but flies in this empty realm according to Mo Ze's preferences.

If you want to encounter this snowy region, it is not just accidental, but also needs to get Mo Ze's permission.

Rao is the two women who Mo Ze agreed, although they can control the vast white snow, they can't manipulate where the entire snow area goes.

The Treasure Pavilion is located between several palaces, if it is not for Mo Ze's consent, Mo said to come to this Treasure Pavilion, I am afraid that the people who come have not approached the palace a few steps, and they will be killed by the hidden mysteries around the palace.

And whoever has received Mo Ze's consent, not everyone will be allowed to enter this treasure pavilion.

Those who come to the Treasure Pavilion have encountered nothing more than two types of stewards over the years.

One type came to the Treasure Pavilion, but did not receive any consent from Mo Ze, but passed by the door, and was born greedy. They entered the land to seize the treasures.

It's just that in the face of this kind of person, the steward doesn't care at all, because before they step into the Treasure Pavilion, they have no life to rise in the next second.

On the other hand, there is a different kind of person who really makes the steward worried.

They were invited by Mo Ze to enter, and even if the treasure pavilion was emptied, the steward would not be able to help them.

The person who came was a guest, and since they were invited by Mo Ze to enter this place, even if they were a little weaker than the steward, it would be difficult for the steward to drive them out of the cabinet violently.

The Lord of the Shape Hall ordered the steward to manage this huge Treasure Pavilion, saying that it was to release thieves, but in fact, it was to prevent the guests invited by Mo Ze from emptying the Treasure Pavilion.

Over the years, the Lord of the Hall of Shape himself has rarely stayed in the Treasure Pavilion, and only the chief steward has guarded this place, and with the shopkeeper he accidentally took in, every time a guest comes, he painstakingly persuades the visitor to take away the treasures in the hall in various ways.

And the persuasion of those visitors, for the steward, is always a brain-burning action.

Clearly dissuading visitors, but not using any threats, it is clear that it is impossible to persuade visitors to leave.

After much deliberation, the steward understood that he would do the opposite. He is good at observing the cultivation needs of each enterer, and finds the most suitable treasure for the visitor, and then by possessing that treasure, he can rival the name of tens of millions of treasures, and send the visitor.

Under the persuasion of the steward's incorruptible tongue, there were many treasure hunters who were persuaded by the steward to retreat.

And the objects that the steward gives to every visitor are naturally not all treasures that are difficult to find in the world. He just understands people's hearts, and is better at finding objects that are more suitable for guests.

When he saw Shen Moli, the steward clearly noticed that Shen Moli was just a heavy heaven that had just entered the god-level Cangye Realm, and he thought that he was a good master, so he found a few magic weapons that could quickly help the people of the Cangye Realm improve to persuade Shen Moli.

How do you know that Shen Moli just glanced at those magic weapons, and there was no other expression.

was so unmoved, and I was entangled in the stewardship.

Shen Moli was able to enter that door naturally, which was enough to show that she was the person invited by Mo Ze.

The entire snowy area is Moze's, and naturally includes this Treasure Pavilion. But those who come to the Treasure Pavilion, what the steward is most afraid of is someone like Shen Moli who doesn't eat soft and hard and has his own plans.

After Shen Moli entered this place, it was as if he was constantly rummaging for something with a goal, and this kind of action made the steward extremely headache. He didn't understand what Shen Moli was looking for, just that the visitor was a guest, and it was inconvenient for him to stop Shen Moli.

In Shen Moli's durable rummaging room, the steward sent the shopkeeper to test Shen Moli many times, and finally couldn't bear it and went into battle in person to ask Shen Moli. But no matter how he asked, he just couldn't ask why.

This made the steward helpless, so he could only go to Mo Ze to ask for an understanding.

But he didn't expect that when he asked, Mo Ze would decide to come to the Treasure Pavilion in person, which was sad for the manager.

Mo Ze is the most powerful person in this snowy region, and those of them who live in other palaces, Su Ri will take a detour with some awe when they see Mo Ze, and they will definitely never deliberately trouble the people who Mo Ze allowed to enter.

In front of Mo Ze, although they have no master and servant, and their speech is extremely natural, but Mo Ze is terrifying, but they also know it in their hearts.

Among the people who entered the Treasure Pavilion, it could be said that the steward could stop anyone, but he couldn't stop Mo Ze from leaving with the treasure wantonly.

And Mo Ze is a master who squandered treasures wantonly, which can make the steward worry about his intestines, lest this time Mo Ze enter this place and take too many treasures, and turn back to make it difficult for him to explain in front of the Lord of the Shape Palace.

Although Mo Ze or the guests he invited took away the treasures, the hall master did not blame the steward. It can be known that the steward of the hall master who fought for his life in order to obtain some of these treasures still felt quite ashamed after every time the treasures were taken away.

As the steward of this place, although he has been with the Lord of the Hall of Shape for many years. But to this day, he still doesn't understand why the Lord of the Hall of Shape loves treasures so much, and he can fight with his life to win the world's treasures, but he doesn't care so much when Mo Ze or others take them away at will.

But at this moment, the steward no longer had the heart to figure out the thoughts of the Hall Master.

Watching Mo Ze enter the Treasure Pavilion leisurely, his heart had already been lifted again. The one who secretly screamed countless times in his heart: Lord Mo, you have to take it leisurely this time!

And this time, Mo Ze's move seemed to hit the heart of the steward.

After stepping into the Treasure Pavilion, Mo Ze did not wantonly look for treasures and take them into his arms as usual, but looked straight at Shen Moli not far away, and his heart fell into contemplation.

It's just that this contemplation didn't last long, and he was called back by the ice heart in his sleeve: "I think you're still more sober, no matter how many times you watch this, Mo Tong won't be able to come back!"

When Shen Moli's figure first appeared, Bing Xin had already guessed Mo Ze's thoughts.

It's just that at the moment, it doesn't want Mo Ze to have too much to do with Shen Moli.

Mo Tong died 10,000 years ago, and even if there are people in the world who look very similar to Mo Tong, they will never be Mo Tong.

Plain and a woman with the same appearance, and then rubbing out a tragic spark from 10,000 years ago, is definitely not the scene that Bing Xin wants to see.

Mo Ze has been too hard over the years, others don't know, but Bingxin understands it very well.

If it weren't for the sword that blocked the evil emperor for Mo Tong ten thousand years ago, Mo would not have needed to live in this cold place all year round for ten thousand years, with ice as his companion every day, and the moon and snow as his companion.

The sweetness in Mo Ze's eyes and Mo Tong's eyes, in Bingxin's eyes, after these 10,000 years of grinding, there is only bitterness left.

The days were already so hard, Bingxin was naturally reluctant to go in a more bitter direction.

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