This Huangliang dream, which looks similar to an ordinary living room, was constructed by Zhao Qingxia. The overall environment is very rudimentary, and some of the walls are even distorted.

As for other functions, such as imprisoning the consciousness of the linker, it is even less likely to be possessed.

Otherwise, Mo Jin would not dare to accept the invitation easily and enter the link.

However, although there was no danger, Mo Jin also didn't have any authority here, and he couldn't even build a chair, so he could only watch Zhao Qingxia sit comfortably, and he could only stand stupidly.

"Zhao Qingxia, do you think that if you make a little boring noise, you can win the battle?"

The anger in Mo Jin's eyes was even worse.

Zhao Qingxia blew the crumbs on his nails, and said in a flat tone: "This is just the beginning, and more exciting is still to come." I didn't expect your father and son to have so many enemies, and I was shocked to see the strength of this falling stone. ”

Mo Jin sneered, "Rumors can only be rumors, and no matter how much you say, they won't become true!" ”

"So sure?"

Zhao Qingxia changed his hand holding the sword and continued to sharpen his nails, "I know that your father and son have shut down the company in the offshore four guards, but don't you really think that you can destroy all the evidence in this way?" ”

"There can't be so many arms falling from the sky, right? Mining, smelting, manufacturing, and transportation, can you still kill all the people upstream and downstream of the entire imitation line? Don't do business in the future? ”

Mo Jin gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You came in today, just to let me listen to you talk nonsense?!" ”

"Of course not."

Zhao Qingxia's tone suddenly stopped, he looked down at his hands angrily, and muttered: "Fuck, this nail is shaved too fast, how to fill the cup next, do you use toenails."

Perhaps thinking that the action of taking off his shoes was too easy to make Mo Jin go berserk, Zhao Qingxia finally gave up this idea.

"I want to tell you that the only person who can lift this public opinion storm and clean your house is me."

Mo Jin frowned, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Zhao Qingxia raised his hand and waved his hand, building a chair behind Mo Jin, and his tone changed from arrogant to gentle and soft.

"I'm here to make peace."

"Peace?"

Mo Jin's eyes were suspicious, he always felt that Zhao Qingxia's expression was a little strange, but for a while, he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"That's right, in fact, there is no deep hatred between us, and the cause of the whole thing is because Juzitang inexplicably assigned the quota of the Tianzhi Society to me."

"To be honest, I don't really have much interest in Juzitang, and I have never taken the initiative to compete for the qualification to enter the hall for further study. It is purely a mistake to be an enemy of you, Young Master Jin. ”

"Since you're not interested in Juzitang, why did you refuse when I offered to buy your research results and quotas?"

Zhao Qingxia sighed, "Sometimes the opportunity hits the body, and subconsciously is always unwilling to give up easily." ”

Mo Jin finally sat in the chair at this moment, and asked with a sneer, "Then how can you figure it out now?" ”

"Your arms can't twist your thighs. I, Zhao Qingxia, am a person who is obsessed with martial arts and does not do his job, even if I can successfully graduate from Juzitang in the future, I will be a Mo Xuan Seven. If you are lucky, you can be promoted to the sixth of the ink order. But even so, that's not your family's opponent. ”

Zhao Qingxia's shoulders shrugged, and his hands were spread out, "Rather than everyone dying in the net, wouldn't it be better to take what they need?" ”

Mo Jin stared at the man with a smile on his face, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Since you want to talk to me, what does it mean to splash dirty water in the Huangliang dream?" ”

"Since it's a peace talk, you must let the other party see your strength, otherwise how can you make an offer?"

The rumor that he couldn't sleep well was actually just a foreshadowing made by the other party in order to make a price.

Mo Jin was surging with anger in his chest at this moment, and he couldn't wait to kill Zhao Qingxia directly.

You fucking want peace talks, so you can't just open your mouth, you have to make such a show?

Now I splashed myself with a fishy smell, and I smiled and said that I could help myself clean up, but I had to pay some cleaning fees, what the is this?

However, Mo Jin also knew that if it weren't for the current public opinion that caused the Mo offensive troops to fluctuate, he probably wouldn't have made peace with Zhao Qingxia at all.

It's easy to kill, but it's hard to wash away the reputation.

"Tell me, what kind of conditions do you want?"

Zhao Qingxia smiled, "I'm not afraid of Jin Shao's jokes when I say it, I'm from a bad background, I've lived too many hard lives since I was a child, and I haven't seen much money at all." ”

"After being promoted to the ink order, all the family resources were also used to improve the ink armor for forging and studying their hobbies, and now they are also poor and white. That's why I went to Chengdu Mansion to fight the autumn breeze and rob the money of the Confucian gatekeeper. As a result, the luck was not good, and the chickens and dogs jumped by people, and almost lost their lives. ”

Mo Jin looked bored and said, "Don't talk nonsense, how much do you want!" ”

Zhao Qingxia slowly stretched out two fingers, "This number." ”

"Two million?"

"Haha, Jin Shao, don't be kidding, how can an enrollment quota in the Juzi Hall be worth two million?"

Zhao Qingxia squinted and smiled: "It's 20 million!" ”

Mo Jin suddenly got up and stared at Zhao Qingxia viciously: "Want to use Ben Shao as a pig to slaughter?" You still take 20,000 treasure bills to buy yourself a sorghum host, and prepare to hide in it for the rest of your life! I don't believe that martial artist can protect you all the time! ”

Damn, this is a turnaround? You're a fucking bargain!

Zhao Qingxia's expression stiffened, looking at his body flickering and flickering, and Mo Jin, who was about to disconnect the link, hurriedly shouted: "You can still discuss!" ”

"Five million! This is the highest price I can give. ”

Mo Jin's body was also extremely abruptly condensed, and it was obvious that the action just now was just intimidating Zhao Qingxia.

He now understood where the strangeness in his heart came from.

To sum it up in two words, that is rusty!

Zhao Qingxia is a stunned young man, he can't negotiate at all, and he doesn't have so many complicated thoughts.

Splash dirty water first, and then take advantage of the situation to negotiate with yourself, this series of actions must be directed by that Jinyi Wei Wufu behind his back!

The other party is scared.

After all, I still don't dare to continue to fight with myself, so I will change more money by playing these little tricks.

Looking at Zhao Qingxia, who was being played with by himself, Mo Jin's anxious mood finally calmed down completely at this time.

"If you can solve these problems with five million, you don't have to let those sinners get involved. Naturally, I don't have to take the risk of losing the order and take out my own Ming Ghost Ink Armor. ”

With the thought set, Mo Jin said coldly: "I will give you five million treasure money, you must immediately clarify all the rumors, and from now on, you will not be able to appear in the empire again!" Otherwise, even if Li Jun is behind your back, Ben Shao can take your life! ”

"No problem! As long as the money is in place, I will do it immediately. ”

Zhao Qingxia's simplicity made Mo Jin frown, "I have recorded the whole process since I entered this dream, if you dare to take the money and do nothing, you should know what the consequences are!" ”

What are the consequences? Bad my reputation, or take my life?

Zhao Qingxia secretly said in his heart, you would not let me go, everyone will have to draw their swords sooner or later.

Afraid of you chasing and killing? !

As for reputation, Lao Tzu, a person who is so poor that he needs to rob Confucian companies to survive, what reputation does he care?

"Jin Shao, don't worry, if I were an insatiable person, I wouldn't let you put the price so low so easily."

Although Mo Jin still had some doubts in his heart, this opportunity to show his ability to solve troubles in front of his father and obtain the qualification of Juzitang was too tempting.

Moreover, based on his previous detailed investigation of Zhao Qingxia, although this mud-legged man was from a humble background, he had never heard of any despicable acts except for obsessing with studying the so-called mimic martial arts.

It's a rare opportunity, so give it a try anyway!

Thinking of this, Mo Jin no longer hesitated, and stretched out his right index finger to volley a complex figure in front of him.

This is his transfer key.

A moment later.

A Qian Zhuang card flashing with dazzling golden light condensed out of thin air and floated in front of Zhao Qingxia.

Zhao Qingxia stretched out his hand as fast as lightning, grabbed the Qian Zhuang card in his hand, and directly pinched and exploded.

Listening to the sound of real treasure money flipping in his ears, Zhao Qingxia suddenly smiled, and bowed his hand to Mo Jin with a proud expression, and thanked him heartily.

"That's enough, thank you!"

"Take the money and hurry up"

Before Mo Jin finished speaking, Zhao Qingxia's figure had disappeared in place.

As the builder broke the link, the entire Huangliang Dream also began to collapse.

Mo Jin looked at the world that was slowly collapsing in front of him, thinking back to Zhao Qingxia's satisfied smiling face, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

An uneasy uneasiness for no reason lingers in my heart.

(End of chapter)