Chapter 139: Doer Aya

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Nine
Doer Aya
After Miss Fang returned home, there was no more news. +
W. . + Anyway, she never came to Mo Ye again. However, after more than a month, Mo Ye and Qi Huan were walking in the street one day, when they were suddenly stopped by a group of looking fierce and evil family members.
"Is there anything wrong?" In broad daylight, he dared to block the street. It seemed that the security of the Fairview City was not as good as expected. Qi Huan held Mo Ye's arm, and calmly asked the old man in brocade clothes.
"Our master would like to invite both of you to take a trip." The old man is full of momentum and speaks powerfully, probably the so-called martial arts master. If ordinary people listened to his words, it is estimated that it would not be vomiting blood or internal injuries for some time.
Qi Huan gave him a thoughtful look. If placed in the world, he would be considered a top expert, but if placed in the realm of cultivation, he had just started, and he was innate, and there was still a long way to go before the foundation. The distance.
I just didn't know where I had offended him, so I asked him to come up against him.
The old man saw that Qi Huan was shocked by his own internal strength, but he was not injured at all, and he was shocked. The look in Qi Huan's eyes was also a little surprised. Could it be that her skill is higher than her own? However, he quickly rejected this idea, and Qi Huan seemed to be in his twenties. Even if she was practicing martial arts from her mother's womb, she would never reach the innate realm.
"Who is your master?" Qi Huan raised his eyebrows, and he was very peaceful in Fairview City. Basically, the door would not go out, and he would go to the restaurant every day or practice, even if he went out to play. Mo Ye followed, even if she wanted to cause trouble, she had no chance.
"I am the chief steward of the Fang family." The old man straightened his chest, seeming to be quite proud of his identity.
"..." Those who don't know thought he was the old man of the Fang family! People from the Fang family seemed to make no sense when approaching them. Except that the Fang brocade came and stood in front of their house several times, they seemed to have nothing to do with it.
"Housekeeper, what can you do with them, catch them back soon." Before Qi Huan could speak, I heard a little girl in a green suit running over not far away. Qi Huan knew this girl. This is not Fang Zhijin. Isn't she a close-knit maid? She has always been inseparable from Fang Zhijin. Why did she come out alone today?
"Two, please." Although the big shopkeeper also wanted to follow Xiao Cui's intentions, the identities of these two people were unknown. Even the master did not find out their identities by using contacts, and the two of them just didn't have any. Being hurt by one's own internal strength is probably not as harmless as it seems.
If Qi Huan knew that the butler sincerely believed that she was actually harmless, she would not be happy if she went to bed in the middle of the night. After living for more than a thousand years, this is the first time someone commented on her.
The words of the housekeeper made the corners of Mo Ye's mouth slightly raised, he lowered his eyes to look at Qi Huan, and did not immediately express his position.
"Then take a trip." After finally coming to Splendid City, you have to visit the most luxurious Fang Mansion here.
Follow the big butler on the way to Fang Mansion. Qi Huan wanted to talk to the housekeeper and asked him why he wanted to see the two of them. Who knew that the housekeeper would not say anything like glue on his mouth. As for that Xiao Cui, Qi Huan and Mo Ye had a deep hatred on their expressions, and they didn't know what inhumane things Qi Huan did to her.
Fang Mansion is located to the east of Jinxiu City. It stands to reason that the City Lord's Mansion of each city will be located in this position, but it is clear that Fang Mansion is more important than City Lord's Mansion.
The Fang family actually didn't think about the luxury. The vermilion lacquered gate had a golden plaque on it with the words Fangfu written on it. The inscription under the plaque was actually left by the emperor of the previous dynasty. It seemed that it had an arrogant capital.
Although this Fang family is famous for embroidered brocade, their family is known to the world because of the battle more than 30 years ago. At that time, the place north of Jinxiu City did not belong to the land of the Celestial Dynasty. At that time, the barbarians rebelled and belonged to the Fang family. The old man brought more than a dozen males from the Fang family and hundreds of thousands of people to play out half of the country that was originally a barbarian.
Moreover, the old man of the Fang family is still a wise man, he knows what merit is high, and when the world is finally set, he will bring his only two sons back home. Although in the end, there were more than a dozen males in the Fang family, and he and his two sons were left. However, the popularity of their Fang family is still good. After the two sons married their wives, they actually gave birth to many offspring.
Moreover, the wife that the eldest son married was from a brocade family, while the second son married a wife from an embroidery family, so the Fang family changed from a general family to a merchant family.
The previous emperor also felt a bit sorry for Mrs. Fang. After all, he helped you fight the country, and in the end he was forced to sue the old man to return home without getting anything. So when he was dying, he left a will, specifically instructing the next generation of emperors, If you haven't made a big mistake, you must not move the Fang family.
As a result, he didn't expect that the prince he chose would be the emperor who had only been the emperor for one day and was driven off the dragon chair. Now the emperor who took over was the eighth prince who was rather unwilling at the time. This prince never liked the old emperor. He also hates his father very much. After taking the upper rank, the first one wanted to rectify the Fang family, in fact, it was just to get angry with his dead father.
Besides, in order to satisfy the emperor and save the whole family from deceiving the emperor, the square brocade went to Mo Ye's house to ask for words. Who knew that she didn't ask for the word, but she saw a piece of brocade that shocked her.
That day she got the brocade and ran home. Later, she was caught in a wind chill. She thought she would heal soon. Who knew that Fang's family invited countless doctors, and even the old doctors who had returned home. People can cure her a little wind chill!
The elder of the Fang family was most distressed by his daughter. He saw that the doctor could not cure his daughter, but the originally healthy daughter was getting weaker and weaker, so he turned to the immortal at the words of his wife. Not to mention, it really made him find a kind of Taoist Ningshan Old Road.
The old way saw that Fang Brocade's essence was rapidly losing. That's why he can't afford to get sick, but he doesn't know why this happened.
As a result, the investigation came, and the most suspicious was Mo Ye.
After being led by the big housekeeper, Qi Huan saw a line of people standing at the door waiting for them, staring at them when they appeared, and they were still glaring.
Ignoring those murderous gazes, Qi Huan took Mo Ye's hand and walked slowly into the Fang's welcome hall.
Master Fang sat in the hall early, with a tea cup on his right hand side. The tea inside was a bit cold. It seemed that he had been waiting here for a long time.
"Master, people have already been invited." The butler bowed his hand to Master Fang, and then immediately retreated. Only Qi Huan and Mo Ye remained in the hall.
It seemed that Master Fang didn't intend to entertain the guests, he didn't let Qi Huan sit down, and he was not ready to have tea, so he stared at them both.
After a while, Qi Huan finally became a little impatient, "What is the matter with us, we will leave if it's okay." I thought there was something good about Fang's house, and it turned out to be an ordinary luxury house. One percent of the Palace of Dark Fire is not comparable.
Master Fang raised his eyes and looked up and down Qi Huan, frowning slightly, "It's not your turn to speak here." Master Fang is a typical advocate of ancient machismo. He believes that the role of a woman is to have children. . Basically no rights. If it wasn't for his wife to bring family benefits, he would never give his wife a good face.
Qi Huan was almost amused by Master Fang's words. Yes, he was rejected. She stabbed Mo Ye, "Just tell me."
Mo Ye glanced at Master Fang before being silent. Qi Huan, this woman likes to settle accounts after the autumn season the most, and she also likes to make trouble without reason. If he speaks now, she will definitely put this master's sin of despising women on Mo Ye. For this, Mo Ye was deeply moved, so he would rather not speak.
"Humph." Master Fang saw that Mo Ye didn't mean to explain. He slapped the table, "Come on, invite the chief of the road."
After a while, a veteran in a gray robes walked in from the back hall, and it was the butler who brought him in. The butler was so flattering that he almost knelt down and kowtowed. The gap between this person and the other person, Sure enough, it is not so big!
After the old way came in, Master Fang also stood up and gave his position to the old way. The old way was also not modest, and he tucked up his robes and sat down, looking at Qi Huan condescendingly like a criminal in court.
First he pinched his finger and did not know what it was. Then he took out a piece of yellow talisman paper. Qi Huan glanced at the talisman paper. It was a burning talisman. It should be considered the most tasteless thing. It is of no use except for ignition.
Seeing that the piece of talisman actually burned in the hands of the old Dao, the butler and Master Fang immediately knelt on the ground, shouting for the gods to appear.
... Regarding their actions, Qi Huan can only think that they have never seen the world.
After the old way was done, he sat upright, "You two are annoying!" The old way sounded like everyone else.
Qi Huan turned to look at Mo Ye, what did they do? Mo Ye shrugged, he didn't know.
Seeing that the two of them didn't even confess, Old Dao's expression changed, "Hmph, I think you two are not easy to practice, I wanted to spare you two, but I didn't expect you to die without repentance." This old Dao took out one from his sleeve. The peachwood sword came and Qi Huan's eyes lit up when he saw the peachwood sword with a little lavender light.
This old Taoist has a lot of good things in his hands. The peach wood used to make this peach wood sword turned out to be Zizhu, which is very rare, and this Zizhu is at least a thousand years old and more precious.
It seems. This old-fashioned wealth is good.
"Monster, don't die!" Old Dao stab Qi Huan with a sword.
Qi Huan stood on the spot and watched Lao Dao stabbing him. The sword came to her and was grabbed by Mo Ye. Then the Zizhu Peach Wood Sword turned black in an instant, and then turned into a burning stick.
Qi Huan covered his face, violent and violent! The biggest use of the mahogany sword is to expel ghosts, it can also eliminate zombies, and it is also effective against monsters. The old-fashioned sword is very good, but the ghost of Mo Ye has exceeded the range of his knowledge, so when Mo Ye touched him, the sword was immediately destroyed.
Thousand-year Zizhu, when she was in the world, she only saw the size of a thumb.
Seeing his sword turned into this appearance, the old way was surprised and hurried back. Mo Ye didn't mean to attack him at all, otherwise he would never have the chance to return.
"You, you two are waiting." After saying the old way, he wanted to escape with the sword. Unfortunately, his swordsmanship is really the worst one Qi Huan has seen. Even if he fears heights, it seems that he is better than his swordsmanship. Be superb. Of course, only Qi Huan thinks so. For a monk who can hit herself on a rock with a sword, she has no right to despise anyone.
As a result, the old Dao drove the dim silver light and didn't run out of the door, but was bounced back. Mo Ye looked at him indifferently, "What's the matter with us?"
That old way is also considered interesting, knowing that he is not Mo Ye's opponent, and before he can force a confession, he honestly told the whole story. The old way also told Mo Ye that she had become like this since Fang Brocade took out a piece of cloth from their home.
"Take us to see." Mo Ye walked over and picked up the old-fashioned collar in one hand, and directly suspended him from the short stature. He obviously had no patience to treat people other than Qi Huan.
The master Fang was so frightened that his legs were soft when he saw that the Daoist who killed demons and demons had become the one who was subdued. It is estimated that they have long regarded Mo Ye and Qi Huan as cannibals.
In fact, this old way was not very sure at the beginning, but he detected that Xiao Cui had a faint demon spirit with the secret method handed down from his teacher, so he determined that Mo Ye and the others were monsters.
In fact, it was only when Qiao Qiao gave them clothes that he was holding them.
After a series of oolongs, Qi Huan didn't explain whether he was a monster, but honestly followed Mo Ye to watch the fun.
I don't know what Miss Fang had stolen from their home, and it turned out to be that way. All dangerous goods in the house should be stored in the storage ring. What can she get?
The old Dao obediently took them to Fang Brocade's boudoir. Originally, Master Fang had a reluctant expression, but after seeing Mo Ye's cold eyes, he immediately pushed the goalkeeper Mo Ye in.
These years, it is easier to do things with a fierce face. Qi Huan's mouth is flat, does she seem too inexistent? How about going to the whole Rong some other day? By the way, you can also make your bigger. Qi Huan curled his lips while looking down at his not too plump breasts.
After walking into Fang Brocade's boudoir, Qi Huan felt something was wrong. There was a piece of white yarn on the table. The white yarn was very similar to her natal magic weapon, Tear Kong Ling, but the color was different. However, there was still a big blood stain on that piece of white yarn. A very uncomfortable breath vented from the white gauze.
"This isn't Tear Kong Ling?" Qi Huan asked Mo Ye in a low voice.
"Du'er Ling." Mo Ye looked at the dazzling red on the white gauze, frowning, he drew the old way to him, "Where did the blood come from?"
"This...this...I think this thing is probably a magic weapon, so..."
"So you want to recognize the Lord with a drop of blood? This blood is yours?" Qi Huan asked curiously, even if it was a drop of blood to recognize the Lord, it would be too much.
The old Dao kept shaking his head, "No, no, it wasn't my drip. When I came out just now, I didn't have time." The old Dao also saw that the thing that Miss Fang Jia took out from the house was obviously not small. , And the cultivation of this man and woman is not something he can deal with. I'm afraid the Fang family is really in trouble this time.
"I dropped it." There was a sound from Fang Brocade's couch, which had been hidden by the gauze curtain. Fang Brocade opened the gauze curtain, and there was a knife mark on the snow-white arm, which was bloody.
Mo Ye glanced at the white gauze again, and his eyes flashed with obvious disgust. Although the thing was considered useless, it had a different meaning to him.
"It doesn't matter how much you bid, please sell me this piece of brocade." Fang Zhijin palely was helped by the maid and walked off the bed. Qi Huan looked at her complexion, it was obvious that she had lost too much energy and was not far from death.
I'm afraid it's the one who sucked her energy. This is Mo Ye's thing, but Qi Huan has never seen him use it~EbookFREE.me~ But then again, if Mo Ye uses this as a weapon, it really doesn't fit his image.
Mo Ye looked at Fang Brocade and didn't speak, but through his expression, Qi Huan could almost understand that Mo Ye wanted to kill this woman.
"This thing has been stained with my blood. It must not be washed clean. It's better to sell it to me. I will give out a thousand taels of gold." Fang Zhijin's excitement caused her breathing to become unstable, and she seemed to faint at any time.
One thousand taels of gold is indeed enough to buy other cloth, but to buy a magic weapon that even Qi Huan can't see the level of, it really feels like buying a priceless treasure with a meaningless stone.
Mo Ye glanced at the Fang brocade in silence, and then grabbed Du'er Ling into his hand. When a black flame rose in his hand, he wanted to refine the blood sacrifice on it, suddenly a horrible devilish energy. Flick his hand away.
"Damn it." Seeing Du'er Ling scurrying around in mid-air, Mo Ye stretched out his hand and pulled it back from the air, his face became very difficult to look.
"What's wrong?" Qi Huan felt very familiar with the devilish energy. It seemed that she had this breath in her body, but when the devilish energy broke out, she suddenly had a bad premonition. With the improvement of her cultivation level, although her hunch could not be said to be very accurate, it was enough to make her scruples.
Du'er Ling is different from Torn Kong Ling. Although Qi Huan was also dripping blood on Torn Kong Ling back then, Torn Kong Ling's attributes were mild, and it just nearly sucked Qi Huan dry. But after Du'er Ling was stained with blood, all the devilish energy that Mo Ye left on it had burst out. He hadn't concealed this breath just now, and I am afraid it has already attracted the attention of interested people.

╮(╯▽╰)╭Life is so wonderful. . . Continue to ask for pink tickets. . .