"How can this be justified! Why should I be punished heavily, what did I do wrong!"

Qin Moran patted his chest and shouted: "In order to protect the sect's industry, I, Qin Moran, am not afraid of strong enemies, and I sacrifice my life and forget ...... death" (800,000 words are omitted below). Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This guy is foaming at the mouth, brazenly putting all kinds of glorious and great words on himself.

In the end, he himself was a little convinced that he was really Wei Guangzhengda, instead of coveting Zhu Gou's storage bag.

Mo Xin's eyebrows twitched, and Qin indifferently boasted that his stomach was churning.

He suddenly found that he was deliberately teasing Qin Moran, but it was himself who was hurt.

"Okay, stop, stop, shut up and listen to me first!"

Mo Xin's tone was aggravated, and Qin Moran closed his mouth stupidly.

Seeing the other party's aggrieved look, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Xin's mouth.

"After the leadership researched and decided, Qin Moran had no predecessors and temporarily suspended the position of director of the No. 28 Beast Garden. ”

The director of the fart, Qin indifferently pouted, but he was just a breeder.

It's really rare to be a buddy.

"Jiang Buzhuan died in the line of duty, his position was vacant, and Qin Moran was temporarily acting as his agent if he was supposed to work! If there was any omission, he would be severely punished. Mo Xin said with a smile.

"Don't go!"

Qin Innoran refused without hesitation. He understood that he was punishing Yunyun heavily, but he was just amusing himself.

If you were someone else, you would have been warmed by the position of the steward. For Qin Moran, this is a troublesome basket, his life span is short, how can he have so much idle work. Reluctantly agreed, he is a Virgo who loves to pursue perfection, and giving up halfway is not his character.

"No, you have to go. This was personally proposed by Elder Miao. If you don't go, I won't be able to explain to Elder Miao!" Seeing that Qin Mo was abandoning Jiang Bu's position, Mo Xin was a little anxious.

"Don't go! I don't have so much idle nonsense!" Qin said with a bitter face: "Big brother, you also know that my little brother is full of vitality, and at most I have ten years to live." I'll tell you the truth, I won't live for ten years, at most eight years, and if I can't build a foundation, your virtuous brother will die young. You see, I don't even have any cultivation now, so how can I be half-heartedly in charge of things. ”

Mo Xin muttered slightly: "Brother Xian, you sit in this position first." When I find the right person, you can step down. ”

Qin indifferently shook his head: "Big brother, don't try to trick me." I don't sit in this position for a day, so go to whoever you like. ”

Mo Xin glared and said, "Qin Moran, do you dare to disobey the words of the eldest brother?"

"You and I are sworn brothers, not my son. Qin Moran said strange words casually: "If you provoke me, I will beat me up, eldest brother, why do I have to listen to you." ”

Mo Xin glared, rolled his sleeves and said, "Or, why don't you try to beat your eldest brother now?"

Qin Moran also pulled up his sleeves unconvinced: "Beat it, beat it! Whoever is afraid of whom! None of us are allowed to use mana, and we are not allowed to use props!"

"You don't need mana to fight, that's a mortal fool!" Mo Xin sneered, he knew how terrifying the strength in Qin Moran's hand was. If he doesn't use mana, even if he can win, I'm afraid it won't be easy, and he will have to suffer some flesh pain.

A real person who has built a perfect foundation is torn apart like a mortal fight, and that is purely cheap.

Mo Xin pointed at Qin Indifferent, and said arrogantly: "This steward, you have to be right, and if you are not appropriate, you have to be right, there is no need to discuss!"

Qin indifferently laughed disdainfully, with a disapproving expression.

Mo Xin sneered and said, "Okay, it's okay if you don't take care of this matter." Hand over their storage bags. ”

"Storage bag, what storage bag?" Qin Mo pretended to be stupid.

Mo Xin sneered: "It's true that the bodies of Zhu Gou and the others were returned to Du Tianfeng's people, but where did the storage bags on those two go?"

Qin Mo Ran lied without hesitation: "Where did their storage bags go, how do I know?"

Mo Xin said: "Brother Xian, if you want to talk like this, you can't be authentic." Du Tianfeng's people repeatedly asked for the storage bags of the two people, if it weren't for the eldest brother, I would argue with reason, would you be able to keep these two storage bags? ”

Mo Xin was silent, just staring at Qin Moran's eyes with bright eyes.

"Okay!" Qin Moran finally felt weak, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll be in charge of this matter!"

He shouldn't be in charge of this thing, he can't do it.

The dragon scales in Senior Brother Zhu's storage bag were all absorbed by his totem, and a treasure in Gou An's storage bag was also of great use to himself. He really didn't want to hand over these things, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and temporarily take over the position of steward.

Mo Xin was overjoyed, took a sip of wine, patted Qin Moran's shoulder and admonished: "Brother, it's not that the eldest brother is difficult for you, it's really the past few years that he has been going all out to impact the Jindan realm, and he has no distractions, and he doesn't have the heart to take care of Yunxiu Valley at all." ”

"Since taking over Yunxiu Valley, I have watched Jiang Buzhuan and others turn Yunxiu Valley into a miasma, and Yunxiu Valley has become the bottom of the Six Valleys and Thirteen Peaks, and the disciples of Yunxiu Valley have lost a lot of benefits. Mo Xin sighed.

"Actually, I'm also quite guilty, the nature of many disciples is actually not bad, and in my place, it really delays the future. Mo Xin was intoxicated, and there was something shiny in his eyes.

Yuqian Hall, located in the core area of Yunxiu Valley, is a small Japanese-shaped courtyard.

The front is the place where Jiang Bu transferred the office of the manager, and the backyard is the residence of the Jiang manager's cultivation.

The lazy sun sprinkled a warm glow, and the disciples of Yunxiu Valley ended their daily routine morning exercises, gathering together in twos and threes to drink some tea, or exchange some cultivation experiences.

Mi Yi held a pot of tea, squinted, and glanced at the door of the Yuqian Hall from time to time, and there was a scorching light flickering in the depths of his eyes.

Jiang Buzhuan died, and the steward of Yunxiu Valley was vacant.

There are not many people in Yunxiu Valley who know this news, and Mi Yi happens to be one.

Mi Yi's talent is very average, and it is not very likely that he will become a real person in this life. As he grew older, his mind slowly shifted from the focus of his cultivation, and he gradually developed a keen mind about power, and it was not a day or two to covet the seat that Jiang Jiang did not turn.

However, Jiang Buzhuan has someone in the inner gate, although his cultivation is not as good as Mi Yi, but he can firmly control the position of steward. The backstage of that guy is very hard, Mi Yi can't afford to provoke himself, so he can only extinguish this thought.

Now that he learned of Jiang Buzhuan's death, Mi Yi moved his mind.

He was waiting for the valley lord to appear, and he would recommend himself.

He is a fourth-level cultivator, two levels higher than Jiang Buzhuan, and he thinks he is competent enough to take on the position of steward.

Taking a sip of tea, there was a creaking sound of the door in the front hall of the rain.

Two vermilion doors opened, and a young man with black hair and black eyes walked out.