"Miss Mo Huan." After eating, Leng Moxie seemed to suddenly remember something, put down his chopsticks, his eyes were blazing, and he stared straight at it:

"Ben Gongzi suddenly remembered, you came here to repay your kindness, right?"

Coercion is not a righteous way. A faint dull pain erupted in the sea of knowledge.

It's just that to Leng Moxie's surprise, I don't know if it's because he has advanced to the Dao, or because this thing is too small and evil, the pain in the sea of knowledge is much easier than before.

Miss Mo Huan was stunned when she heard this, then her cheeks were slightly red, and she said shyly and timidly: "If the son wants, Mo Huan is willing to ......."

Qing Busi poked her sister who was still eating chicken under the table, and her eyes lit up. Xue Bo also lowered his head in a deep voice, hiding his pair of eyes to glance back and forth between Mo Huan and Leng Mo Ye.

A huqin sang tactfully and melodiously, rising from outside the courtyard, and it was the storyteller who set up a stall on the side of the road, ready to perform a love picture book.

With such a beautiful scenery, in front of the auspicious beauty, Leng Mo's evil eyes were like starlight, his lips were smiling, and the evil charm that was enough to make any teenager and girl sink could hardly be concealed, and he said:

"Money."

Mo Huan had already begun to fantasize about the next unfolding, and when he heard Leng Mo Ye speak, he was stunned for a moment and didn't react:

"Huh? Childe is talking about ...... 'love'? ”

"No, I'm talking about 'money'," Leng Moye looked at the dazed Mo Huan girl with a neurotic look:

"You're just the daughter of a drugstore, what's the use of what my son wants your favors? It's a new move to Liucheng, and I didn't bring anything soft, and I will collect some silver taels from you, so I can only do some work that is not the right way to make money. ”

"Young master......" Xue Bo couldn't bear to look at it, and explained: "I think Miss Mo Huan is also a girl's infatuation, even if the young master can't look down on it, there is no need to hurt it like this......

And in the morning, from the hands of those gangsters who wanted to rob the pharmacy, the old slave still grabbed a lot of money. I have purchased enough medicinal materials for the young master, and there are still a lot of ...... left."

"What the hell is the injury?" Leng Moxie was inexplicable, covered his throbbing head and said: "And I didn't tell you, do those jobs that are not right, you do it yourself, don't let this son know."

What to rob? How ugly does it sound? Remember it later, that's called punishment! They have done many unrighteous deeds, and we have punished them for their money, you know? ”

"Old slave...... The old slave wrote down......" Xue Bo shrunk his neck and glanced at Mo Huan with pity. Girl, if it's not the old man, I won't help, I really can't afford the aura of the young master.

The huqin outside the courtyard turned at some point, and it became more and more sad and desolate when it sounded. Presumably, what the storyteller wants to talk about must be a love tragedy.

Mo Huan took out the bag of silver at a loss, handed it to the stone table and pushed it over silently.

Thinking of his killer moves according to what his father said in a hurry, Mo Huan intuitively felt that there was still a trace of "faint sadness" left on this bag of silver, full of grievances, and punned:

"If Childe is short of money, my Mo family pharmacy will definitely do its best to help. It's just that this silver is taken seriously, and it is difficult to fit the wind and snow in my heart, and I am a talented and beautiful woman.

There's only this thing in my eyes, but there's no ......."

When these words are put in the mouths of ordinary people, they are a bit heavy, almost a curse. But from the mouth of Miss Mo Huan, the faint grievances will only cause pity.

Especially after several people knew what had happened before.

Even Qing Buwen looked at the bag of silver on the table, and then looked at Leng Moxie's crotch, shivered all over her body and began to chew on the leftover chicken bones she had eaten, and looked at Leng Moxie inexplicably.

Leaving the silver, Mo Huan left angrily.

Qing Buwen looked left and right, there were no outsiders, and then asked Leng Moye tentatively: "Master, when I was trapped in the formation just now, I was thanks to Sister Huaishu for helping me a lot.

I have promised, and if I can survive in the future, I will introduce one or two to the master. ”

"Such a big pestle is in the yard, and I'm not blind, why do I need you to introduce it?" Leng Moxie shook his head with a smile, and focused his gaze on the Huai Demon:

"I accepted them because there was a shortage of a few maids at home to carry tea and pour water. You can't even uproot and transform now, so what's the use of me asking you? ”

The old locust tree has long been accustomed to being a tree, and it didn't squeak, only twisted a sad expression on the bark:(╯□╰)

It's not easy for plant demons to practice, where can others understand? Leng Moxie dislikes her, and Sister Huai Demon actually has a self-knowledge in her heart.

Even if this black-robed young man is really a person with great magical powers, he just happened to grow up in someone's yard, why should people give you a chance?

Just as she was in despair, she suddenly shuddered. Looking at Leng Moxie again, I saw that this guy's eyes were staring straight at him, and his eyes were clear.

"Dry ...... Why? "Sister Locust Tree was so frightened that she began to talk to people.

Fortunately, this is the southern region where the use of the demon clan has penetrated into all aspects of life, and no one is making a fuss about it.

Leng Moxie high-fived with his fist: "Wonderful! No matter how you say that you are also a demon plant of the seven-rank spirit, how can you say that it is useless? ”

When Sister Huaishu heard this, a little happiness sprouted in her heart, but she had more bad premonitions haunting her heart: "Childe, this is a concubine...... body"

But I saw Leng Moxie rubbing his hands and walking under the tree with a foxy smile on his face, and slapped twice on the trunk of the tree and said to himself:

"It's wonderful! Why didn't I think of that before? Bean demons are hard to find, and it takes time to mass-produce. But if you use this demon tree that transforms into a spirit with these seven grades......"

Halfway through the conversation, he suddenly straightened his face again, and said, "You tree spirit, do you want to live forever?" ”

"If the son is willing to have mercy, the little girl should be grateful." Sister Huai Demon wanted to speak and stopped. I always feel that I have been calculated, but I am afraid of missing the opportunity, so I dare not ask anything.

"That's good, since I'm already a person from my cold house, it's too much to call Gongzi again, so call me the young master like them.

In addition, if you ignite a monster, you should be given a name. From now on, you will be called 'Huai'. Leng Moxie was talking nonsense seriously, and Qing Busi laughed out loud when he heard it.

People are a locust tree, you just call people a "locust" word, countrymen don't have such casual nicknames, isn't it?

I see that you are wearing a black robe all day long, how about calling you "Little Black" in the future?

Qing Busi secretly complained, but he didn't expect Sister Huaishu to be flattered, and waved the branches and swayed them again and again:

"You can't make it ...... Using this kind of naming point that is close to the origin of the Heavenly Dao to transform into a concubine body, if it is not a person with great strength and great luck, the young master is afraid that he will suffer from the backlash of the Heavenly Dao......"

"Hey~ In your eyes, this son can't even share this bit of heavenly luck?" Leng Moxie's smile gradually became perverted: "It's useless to say more, since you have become my demon pet and inherited my luck......

So, first of all, pluck off the remaining branches that I have left. Let's do a minor grafting operation.

From today onwards, be a bean demon. ”

Huai: (⊙_⊙) ?