nine coffins

Chapter 608 Unintentional young master!Crazy young master!

Ping Chuan Zui Mo Luo, the restaurant is full of romance.

The relaxed middle-aged monk in red showed off his miraculous skills and blew up the audience.However, just when he was cash-strapped and wanted to leave, he was stopped by a voice from the third floor.

The voice was tender and slender, and slightly slurred, but most of the monks present were at the level of true immortals, so everyone could understand it.

The strange thing is that among the many noisy voices, for some reason, that voice can break through everything and come out.Because, everyone felt that that voice did not contain any immortal power.

The monk in red, the second level of true immortality, naturally felt that the voice was a little different.

The third floor of Zui Mo Luo is always full of honored guests.The monk in red couldn't help but stop, then turned around and took a look.

And at this moment, three figures flew down from the third floor.

"Stop! Stop!...Give me a stop! I'll do it later!"

It was still the same voice, but at this time more than half of the monks in Drunken Demon Luo Nei were quiet, because everyone saw the three figures and naturally knew who they were.

However, the monk in red didn't know, and still looked drunk and dazed.He didn't seem to notice at all that the audience was silent at this time, and those dancers were all standing on the stage very obediently.

The sound of silk and bamboo stopped, and the entire drunken building suddenly lit up.

It seems that the words spoken by that voice are extremely useful.The entire Drunk Demon Luo seemed to dare not refuse.

Goodbye, the three people standing in front of you.The one in the middle is a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, tall and tall, dressed in luxurious brocade clothes.People are also upright, with an excellent appearance.

However, the boy's eyes were blurred, his eyes were darkened, he was even a little silly, and there seemed to be a little saliva on the corner of his mouth, and he was actually wearing a pink silk belt from his daughter's house in his hand.

"Master, give it to me quickly!" At this time, another nun flew down from the third floor.The soul-cultivating female cultivator was dressed in a pink dress. She looked quite charming, but she was dressed like a maid.It's just that the dress is disheveled, the bun is loose, the breasts are slightly exposed, and the face is slightly red.

The female cultivator, when she came up to the young man, grabbed the silk belt from the young man's hand, then lay down next to the young man's ear, pouting, blowing like blue.

"What's the hurry, I'm making people unable to get up and down!" The female soul cultivator said in a sweet voice, then twisted her body, wrapped her belt around her, and then gave the boy a supportive gesture, which was actually holding arms.

The brocade-clothed boy, all his attention was on the red-clothed cultivator at this time, and he didn't pay any attention to the maidservant nun.

Such an ambiguous scene, such a sentence with rich connotations, should have caused roars of laughter, all kinds of applause and booing, but the audience of Drunken Demon Luo was silent.

More than half of the local monks knew that they couldn't laugh, while the rest just looked at each other and murmured in their hearts, but didn't dare to laugh.

It seems that it was the young man in brocade who called himself the young master just now.

Presumably, just now when he saw the provocative dancing postures of those dancers, the young man seemed to have been busy on the third floor.

mortal?dementia?At this time, the monk in red made a movement that seemed to be sober, and his body shook.

However, it was probably not the young man in brocade that made him sober up, but the two monks standing beside him.The two men in gray robes have been silent all the time, but these two monks standing in the drunken demon Luo are enough to suppress the whole audience.

Xuanxian Seven Great Consummation!
I just don't know if there is anyone among the monks who can see their state.However, their natural aura and faint coercion are enough to frighten everyone.

The Drunken Moluo in Pingchuan City, the guests are mainly real immortals, and it is rare for monks of Xuanxian to see them for thousands of years.

However, the two Xuanxians in front of them are definitely regular visitors.Although they never drink, don't even listen to music, don't watch singing and dancing.Their only mission is to protect this young man in brocade clothes.

"Greetings to the two seniors!" The monk in red was almost completely sober.Although, it is estimated that with his cultivation base, he can't see the realm of the two Xuanxians at all, but there is nothing wrong with calling seniors.

"Senior...no senior, they all listen to me. Red-clothed old man, show me your trick of throwing stones just now!" The two Xuanxian Qizhong didn't speak, and the brocade-clothed boy spoke again .

"Huh?" The monk in red, who seemed not a local monk, was a little dazed for a while, and didn't know how to answer.

Who is this good-looking, extravagant, but somewhat idiot boy?Drunk Demon Luo's little master?Otherwise, drunk Luo Nei, why did Ya Que suddenly become silent?
At this moment, a man who looked like a buddy from Zuimolou ran over quickly.And in order to run faster, the guy seemed to have got stuck and got a big bump on his head.

However, he hurriedly stood up, and first smiled at the young man in brocade clothes, bowed deeply,

"Young master, you are here, why did you come down? The first floor is not a place to serve you, are you having fun today!"

"Well! Today, it's really good, happy, happy! Reward!" The boy in brocade clothes grinned and glanced at the guy, but he couldn't remember whether he had seen this guy at all, but the bag on the guy's head , makes him very happy.

Although the boy's voice was a little tender, the word "reward" was quite imposing.However, for such a thing, the two Xuanxian Qizhong who followed him were probably numb.

Among them, when a Xuanxian flipped his hand, his silver glow was shining brightly, and it was a silver-level spirit coin.This time, the monk in red not only sobered up from the wine, but was also a little shocked.

Who is this?With a flip of the hand, it was a tip reward of a silver-level spirit coin.

The buddy of Zui Mo Luo must have expected this situation long ago, otherwise how could he run like flying.The somersault just now was finally not in vain. At this moment, the guy's face was about to burst into smiles.

"Thank you, young master, thank you senior! Thank you, young master, thank you senior!" The guy kept thanking him.

Then, he took the silver-level spirit coin carefully. Although he had to hand over the silver-level spirit coin to Zui Moluo, the reward given to him by Zui Moluo must be enough to satisfy him.

Immediately, the guy turned around and saluted the monk in red.As a businessman, no one can offend anyone.That little guy is even more clever, and he understands that the young master has taken a fancy to this monk in red.

"This senior seems to have come from a long way! Let me introduce you." The clerk gestured with his hand, "This young master is Shaogu, who is suave, unparalleled, and under heaven... the blood moon three immortal sects of Wuhen Valley." Lord, young master Wuxin!"

That guy probably wanted to brag at first, but one of the Xuanxians seemed to glance at him.The boy shivered a bit, how dare he say it?He hurriedly swallowed the rest of the words, and directly said the identity of the young man in brocade clothes.

The owner of Wuhen Valley, the young master of Wuxin!

wow——

The audience finally couldn't help it, there was an uproar!
Because, after all, some of the monks who came to Drunk Demon Luo for the first time did not know this famous young master Wu Xin.And the thing that surprised everyone the most, how could the son of Wuhen Guzhu be such a mortal who spends money like water and is such an idiot?
At this time, if Mo Wuhen was present, he would definitely be ashamed of his surname Mo.

The whole audience was in an uproar, but that Young Master Wuxin enjoyed it very much, and even raised his hand to give a slight signal, as if telling everyone not to get excited because he was too handsome.The maid next to him even took the opportunity to scratch her head and pose, turning around to show her identity.

The two Xuanxians beside Mo Wuxin glanced at the audience lightly, and then fell silent instantly.

The Seven Great Profound Immortals showed their power in full swing!In such a situation, who dares to make an uproar?

Extreme shock flashed in the eyes of the red-clothed monk, and then transformed into infinite awe.

"It turns out to be the young master Wuxin, a casual cultivator, Wu Xuzi, who has met the young master!" The monk in red gave a deep salute very humbly.

All the people present sighed with emotion, although the monk in red looked down-to-earth, even a little poor, but he was not dull.Wuxin's young master refers to Mo Wuxin's position.Eldest young master is the title Mo Wuxin is most willing to hear.

The owner of the Wuhen Valley, Mozhen Mountain, is a strong man at the level of a fairy.Regarding the right and wrong inside Wuhen Valley, monks who are not Wuhen Valley don't care at all.

Whoever is the owner of Wuhen Valley has nothing to do with them.

However, the Wuhen Valley Master, who made the entire Blood Moon Continent tremble, unexpectedly has a stupid son, and there is only this one son.

No one knows why.

However, this stupid son is said to be extremely loved by Mrs. Gu.In Wuhen Valley, he is an overlord-level existence, and any request, no matter how rude, is satisfied.

However, there is one good thing about this Mo Wuxin, that is, although he is fooling around, it is not very lethal.

At most, it means flattening this valley, moving that mountain, or organizing a group of mysterious immortals to play football, or getting ten female cultivators to strip naked and take a bath together.

Although he is omnipotent, he basically plays around, never seeks money or kills, and rarely harms other immortal sects.However, this boy would occasionally go crazy and talk nonsense.

What is becoming a fairy, what is recreating the world, what is killing the world, what is the reincarnation of gods and demons.In Wuhen Valley, there are many heavenly immortals and alchemy masters, but they can't do anything. They have also searched all over the Demon Continent, but they have not found a cure.

In the end, perhaps Mo Zhenshan and Bai Muhuan both accepted this fact.Just admit it.

Bai Muhuan's requirements for those who serve Mo Wuxin are very simple.

Safety first, everything goes with the young master.The young master said that what is white is black, it is black.The young master said that if a man is a woman, it is a woman.The young master is happy, everything is easy to handle.If the young master is unhappy, no one should think about it.

Therefore, under such a guiding ideology, Mo Wuxin can be said to be carefree, and of course he has nothing to do.

Pingchuan Zuimoluo is the place where the young master Wuxin often comes.In fact, he just wanted to have fun, he likes to be lively, and when he was excited to watch, he might not even know what he did to the maid.

"Old man in red, show me the way of throwing stones. Once you're done, accompany me into the valley to play! Then, congratulate my father on his birthday!" At this moment, Mo Wuxin smiled, as if he wasn't stupid Heart.

"Oh?" The monk in red was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded, "Good! Good!"

It's just that even the two Xuanxian Qizhong couldn't see the light in the eyes of the monk in red.

(End of this chapter)