"How can I earn 10 million spirit stones in the shortest possible time?"

Mo Yuan held his chin with his hand and fell into deep thought.

He asked the master for it, which was undoubtedly the fastest and most convenient path.

However, Mo Yuan did not intend to do so.

Because, 10 million lower grade spirit stones are too few to be worthwhile.

Good steel should be used on the blade!

He was going to use this opportunity to use it to upgrade to a premium membership.

After all!

When this dog system upgrades to a premium member, it needs a full 100 million top-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to 10 million top-grade spirit stones!

"Alchemy, refining weapons, contributing to martial arts...... All three are a profitable business. ”

"However, I don't know how to refine alchemy or refining weapons."

"So, I can only go ......"

"His Highness the Holy Son!"

Mo Yuan was contemplating and pondering, when he suddenly heard someone calling him.

Mo Yuan looked at it and found that it was a beautiful and innocent woman with long hair fluttering and willow eyebrows.

"You are?" Mo Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"Hello Holy Son, I'm Su Wanrong!" The woman replied in a coquettish voice.

Mo Yuan glanced at the woman, looking curious: "You, have something to do with me?" ”

Su Wanrong nodded!

Mo Yuan just wanted to ask something, but saw Su Wanrong suddenly kneeling on her knees, with tears in her eyes, and said, "Ask the Holy Son to save my sister!" ”

Mo Yuan: "......"

I thought he admired me and wanted to warm my bed!

As a result, I think too much!

"You get up first, you get up first." Mo Yuanlian stretched out his hand to help Su Wanrong up.

In the public, this is going to be seen by people who don't know what's going on, and they think that they have done something sorry for Su Wanrong!

"Your Highness the Holy Son, please save my sister, I really have no other way!" Su Wanrong snorted and cried, pleading pitifully.

"Your Highness, I beg you! Please! ”

While speaking, Su Wanrong couldn't stop kowtowing, kowtowing and begging at the same time.

"Miss Su, don't patronize and kowtow, you beg me to help you, why don't you tell me what happened first!" Mo Yuan was speechless.

He didn't want to wade into these troubled waters.

But who told him in his last life, in this life, he couldn't see a woman crying.

"Let's listen first, if it's really a human tragedy, if you can help, you can help!" Mo Yuan sighed in his heart.

Still not hard enough!

This shortcoming has to be changed.

"Thank you, thank you." Su Wanrong was overjoyed when she heard Mo Yuan's words.

She's really desperate!

If she hadn't been cornered, she wouldn't have rushed to the hospital and thought of finding His Royal Highness the Holy Son!

"Tell me, what's wrong with your sister?" Mo Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, my sister was taken away by Senior Brother Zuo Qiu Ming!" Su Wanrong said urgently.

"Miss Su, I'm sorry, I can't help you with this!" Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows and refused directly.

After worshipping Changming Peak for a month, he also had a certain understanding of Changming Peak, including the genius disciples of Changming Peak.

Changming Peak has a total of four true disciples, and Zuo Qiu Ming is one of them.

Before he was established as the Holy Son, Zuo Qiu Ming became the Holy Son with the highest voice.

So!

If you want to say which disciple on this Changming Peak has the biggest opinion of him, it must be Zuo Qiu Ming.

For a woman she has never met, it is really not wise to deepen the contradiction with Zuo Qiu Ming.

Perhaps, Su Wanrong's sister is really miserable, but he really can't help it.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, please, please, except for you, the entire Changming Peak, no one will help me, and no one will dare to help me!" Su Wanrong knelt down again, kowtowing to Mo Yuan non-stop, kept kowtowing!

In a blink of an eye!

Su Wanrong's forehead was full of blood!

Mo Yuan looked at Su Wanrong, who was crying pear blossoms and rain, and felt a little unbearable in his heart.

"Miss Su, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I really can't help you!"

"Zuo Qiu Ming is in the cultivation realm, I am only in the innate realm, even if I go to ask for someone, he may not give it!" Mo Yuan was also helpless!

He is the holy son of Changming Peak, and his status is respected.

But the identity of the true disciple is also very noble.

In the eyes of the true disciples, if you give face, you will be called a holy son, but if you don't give face, you are a ball?

In the final analysis, it still depends on strength.

If he has the strength to practice the Skill Realm now, then he will directly kill Zuo Qiu Ming and ask for someone!

Don't give? Hit until you give!

It's a pity that he is just a small innate martial artist.

"Miss Su, I'm really sorry."

"Your Royal Highness, you are the Holy Son, no matter how strong Zuo Qiu Ming is, he won't dare to do anything to you." Su Wanrong knelt on the ground and crawled in front of Mo Yuan.

"Your Highness, as long as you help, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you, and you can do whatever you want me to do."

"Although it's my first time, I probably don't know anything, I don't understand."

"But I can learn, I learn things quickly, and I can definitely serve you very comfortably."

Hear it!

Mo Yuan subconsciously glanced at Su Wanrong's figure.

It's fierce!

At this time, he couldn't help but think of a sentence.

I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for you, but you'll have to give me grass!

However, now it seems that Su Wanrong wants to treat him as a cow and a horse, and give him grass?

"Ahh

"Mo Yuan, you stinky and shameless, what do you think?" Mo Yuan complained angrily to himself in his heart.

"Holy Son, please, please save my sister, please!"

"Please!" "Please!" Su Wanrong kept kowtowing, kept kowtowing.

Mo Yuan was in a dilemma.

He did relent!

But he knew in his heart that if he really went to Zuo Qiu Ming to ask for someone, the final result would most likely be that the person did not arrive, and he himself would be humiliated.

"Master, please?"

A thought arose in Mo Yuan's heart, but he rejected it in an instant.

"That's a dangerous idea!" Mo Yuan shook his head.

Master, it's used to teach and solve doubts, not to help solve troubles.

If he relies on Master for everything, then what else can he do?

"His Highness the Holy Son!"

Su Wanrong, who had been kneeling and kowtowing, suddenly got up, and a flash of gleam flashed in her desperate eyes.

Forthwith!

Su Wanrong seemed to have made up her mind.

"Your Highness, if you are willing to save my sister, I can persuade my sister to ......"

Mo Yuan: "? ”

"I'm serving you with my sister!" Su Wanrong turned her heart sideways and said in a coquettish voice.

Mo Yuan: "......"

Depend on!

I'm a child of destiny who has traveled through time!

Who do you think of me?

Is it an old pervert?

"Miss Su, I'm really not that kind of person." Mo Yuan said weakly.

"Your Highness, how can you be willing to save my sister?" Su Wanrong raised her eyes, her eyes were teary, and she looked straight at Mo Yuan.

"You say!"

"As long as I can do it, I will do it!"

"Miss Su, I really want to save your sister, but I really don't know how to help you!" Mo Yuan was quite helpless.

Zuo Qiu Ming, a master of the cultivation realm!

Why did he make Zuo Qiu Ming submit?

"Your Highness, as long as you are willing to help, I have a way!" A hint of surprise appeared in Su Wanrong's teary eyes!

Mo Yuan: "......"

If there is a way, you should have said it earlier!