I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 93 Bah, bitches! (seeking subscription)

"What's wrong?"

Qin Yao laid out two sheets of rice paper on the long table and asked casually.

"Don't call me if you have nothing to do. It's not good to call me. After thinking about it, I feel like a tool ghost and a scapegoat!" Xiao Wenjun muttered.

"What nonsense is... nonsense." Qin Yao almost told the truth with a bald mouth, and coughed dryly: "Since we lived and died together in the teahouse in the underworld that night, I have regarded you as a close partner fighting side by side."

"Really?" Xiao Wenjun looked suspicious.

"Of course it is true. You can question my strength, but you cannot question my character."

"Then you called me out this time, just to have a chat?" Xiao Wenjun asked suddenly.

Qin Yao smiled, picked up a brush and said, "It's a long night, why don't we chat while writing?"

Xiao Wenjun: "???"

I believed your evil!

Shit intimate partner!
Let ghosts draw dao talismans...

Can you be a good person?

"The pen is an ordinary pen, the paper is ordinary paper, and the talisman is an auxiliary talisman. If you are not psychic, it will not affect you too much." Seeing her collapsed face, Qin Yao comforted her softly.

"I don't want it! Even if you beat me to death today, I won't copy a talisman for you." Xiao Wenjun clenched his fists and said.

Qin Yao glanced at her and said lightly, "Let you absorb some of my yang energy."

"Hey?"

Xiao Wenjun blinked, looked at Qin Yao secretly, with a troubled expression on his face: "This is not a matter of yang or yang..."

"one night."

Xiao Wenjun: "Two nights."

"It's a beautiful idea, forget it if you don't write it." Qin Yao said.

Xiao Wenjun panicked: "Eight hours!"

"Up to six..."

Shortly after.

Holding a brush in his hand, Xiao Wenjun stood beside Qin Yao: "Which talisman should I start writing?"

……

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

In the middle of the night, fierce winds suddenly blew up above the sky, and dark clouds obscured the moonlight.

A chill quickly spread from the gate of Yizhuang to the courtyard, waking up a group of Taoist priests.

Almost at the same time, frost gradually rose on the stone steps in front of the door.

Yan Ruyu, who had just been trained, came to the gate, stood behind the wide open wooden door, and said kindly: "Please also accept the supernatural powers, and don't disturb others' rest."

"I did it on purpose." The cold mist rolled and invaded, and then a beautiful woman in pink and black clothes walked out of the mist. The powerful aura made Yan Ruyu's soul tremble, and she took a step back instinctively.

"I don't really understand what you mean." Yan Ruyu stabilized his emotions, and looked up at the other party.

Even if she is also a woman, or a female ghost, she is still amazed by the temperament and appearance of the other party.

"You made such a big noise on purpose, aren't you here to exchange the ghost paper?" Song Zhuo was wearing a cassock, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, and brought a few brothers to the door.

The Fendai woman thought for a while, then smiled, and the charming smile made many Taoist priests fall into their hearts at a glance: "I really didn't come to buy ghost paper..."

"Why do I always meet this kind of top-quality female ghost recently?" At this time, Mao Shanming walked out of the room sleepily, and after seeing the face of the woman outside the door, he immediately lifted his spirits.

Xiao Wenjun, Yan Ruyu, and the female ghost at the door, he has seen more beautiful female ghosts than in the first half of his life.

Uncle Jiu stepped out of the room with his sword in hand, his brows were full of solemnity: "Miss is from the underworld, right?"

Considering his strength at the sixth level of the earth division, he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation.

If she hadn't come from hell, this kind of strength could be called the king of ghosts in the world!

"cough."

Qin Yao brought Xiao Wenjun to the courtyard, coughed lightly and said, "Master, fellow disciples, she should be looking for me."

Ninth Uncle: "???"

A group of Maoshan disciples: "???"

Mao Shanming took a deep breath, only feeling that his mentality was about to collapse.

What is this!

Xiao Wenjun is related to him, Yan Ruyu is related to him, and this female ghost who just arrived is also related to him!

Does this nephew have some special hobbies?
Thinking about it, Mao Shanming became envious.

I have to say, these female ghosts are really amazing!

"Let's go." Ninth Uncle was very helpless, and waved his hands to the group of fellow Maoshan disciples.

The Taoist priests walked away step by step and turned their heads three times, but after a while they opened the windows one after another.

Even those colleagues with windows with bad angles simply stood on the porch and watched from afar.

Qin Yao breathed out a breath of white air and walked forward with a smile. When his feet stepped on the stone steps in front of the door, the extremely powerful yang energy quickly evaporated the frost: "Are you satisfied with the result of the test?"

The Fendai woman smiled slightly, her brows and eyes brightened: "For now... it's okay."

Qin Yao couldn't help laughing, and waved: "Come in, let me introduce you."

Fendai puts away her supernatural powers and restrains her aura. Under the shining of the stars, the ghost king's elegance turns into all kinds of amorous feelings. Every frown and smile is captivating.

"I'll tell myself."

She walked into the courtyard openly, and said to a group of figures who were watching her openly or secretly: "I come from hell, what is my identity, the saint of Montenegro, the Montenegro of the old demon of Montenegro!"

Ninth Uncle: "..."

Mao Shanming: "..."

They know very well what the four characters of Montenegro old demon represent in the underworld!
And the unknowing colleagues are full of question marks.

I don't understand why Uncle Jiu and Mao Shanming lost their voices just after hearing a name.

Qin Yao was speechless: "Speak well, why are you scaring my master and uncle?"

Xiao Zhuo laughed: "I didn't scare them, what I said was the truth...Okay, Daoist priests, you can call me Xiao Zhuo."

Uncle Jiu and Mao Shanming looked at each other.

The so-called one who doesn't know is fearless, Qin Yao, who only knew about the Black Mountain Old Demon from movies, is one who doesn't know, so he doesn't have much respect for Xiao Zhuo.

But the Black Mountain old demon in Uncle Jiu and Mao Shanming's impression was passed on by Mao Shan's ancestors in hell.

Just three words: I can't afford to mess with you!

As soon as they met now, it was really difficult for them to call out the word Xiao Zhuo.

"Let's call you Miss Zhuo." Uncle Jiu took a deep breath and said seriously.

Xiao Zhuo didn't care about that, he nodded and said, "You can do whatever you want, I don't care. By the way..."

As she spoke, she suddenly turned to look at Qin Yao: "Where do I live tonight?"

Qin Yao pondered for a moment, then said slowly: "There are no vacancies in Yizhuang, why don't I suffer a bit, and you squeeze with me?"

Uncle Jiu and the others said they didn't want to be shocked anymore, they were already numb.

Xiao Zhuo blinked, and said with a half-smile, "Okay, you are not afraid, what am I afraid of. It's just that some people may not want to."

Qin Yao followed her gaze, only to see Xiao Wenjun leaning towards them with his arms around his shoulders, looking like I was very upset.

like...

Looking at a couple of dogs and men!

(End of this chapter)