Carry out obscenity to the end

Mo Yi secretly scolded himself for not being able to live up to expectations, and he was not the little brother of his first love. After a long time of love, he had long been used to seeing Yingying Yanyan, even Nalanyan who was pestering him, in terms of appearance and temperament. Mengdie, but when facing Nalanyan, she always goes with her own will, but now she is unconsciously distracted. It's really strange that her concentration has weakened all of a sudden.

Or, is there something strange about this dream butterfly that attracts him?

There are still many things in the world that I can't see through, but this dream butterfly is definitely not among them, Mo Yi scoffed at his own thoughts just now.

"I came to see Miss Meng because there is indeed a very important matter." Mo Yi said

"What is it?" Mengdie frowned. [

"I've encountered some trouble recently and need to borrow some spirit stones for emergency. Don't worry, I won't borrow a lot, and I will return double the amount in a short time." Mo Yi said with a smile.

Mengdie frowned even deeper.It would be embarrassing for a man to borrow spirit stones from a woman, but Mo Yi smiled calmly: "How much?"

Mo Yi smiled even more happily, not too much, not too much, as long as 200 million spirit stones are enough.

"Two million, isn't that much? Mengdie really wanted to give Mo Yi a hard look, but it was too out of style, and she seemed to be as virtuous as Mo Yi.

Mengdie managed to hold back her annoyance. She finally understood why Mo Yi stopped her from borrowing spirit stones. In this Shenbing Villa, no one but herself would borrow so many spirit stones. Give Mo Yi.

The fact was just as Mengdie had guessed, Mo Yi had asked the kind-looking old butler, as well as the warm-hearted and forthright guard Wang, and they all readily agreed to borrow the spirit stone.

But when they heard the number, they all looked at him like a monster.

Not everyone is used to being extravagant like Mo Yi. Wang Huwei has never saved 200 million spirit stones in his entire life.

And he is still average among the monks, and more monks have less than [-] spirit stones in their lifetime, let alone a million.

It's like the richest man in the world who spends several million a day, suddenly runs out of money one day, goes to the working class and says he wants to borrow a few million to spend it, it's absolutely ridiculous.

Under their weird eyes, Mo Yi was defeated without a fight.

However, without the spirit stone, Mo Yi felt that he was completely wasted, and wasting one more day would be cruel to him.

Although the quality of Beiyu Lingqi is good, but if you want to rush to the acupoint, the progress is also slow.

There is also a Wanjin Trading Company in the Northern Territory. Mo Yi just wanted to borrow some spirit stones, and then concocted an ordinary life source bead, which was auctioned off at the firm. Will step into the ranks of billionaires.

As long as his whereabouts are secret enough, unlike in the southeast region, where he becomes a Tang monk in the eyes of everyone, he can naturally practice and enter the high-speed track.

The reputation of Wanjin Trading Company is very trustworthy, especially the fat man Wanfu, who is indeed worthy of association.

In the Wanjin Trading Company, there must be records about the source of life beads and the five-color divine beads, so there is no need to worry about them being ignorant of the goods, and there is no need to publicize them everywhere, which naturally reduces the risk of leaks.

However, it was difficult to finish the job at the beginning, so I had to bite the bullet and find this chick, hoping that she would not refuse again, or else I would have to talk to her father and show a little mystery.

Mengdie originally wanted to refuse directly, but for some reason she looked up and saw Mo Yiyang's smiling face, thinking of her happiness of being betrayed, and thinking of the catastrophe that Shenbing Villa might face, she suddenly became disheartened. [

People are almost non-existent, and they still care about what Lingshi does, that's all, don't worry about anything, just go with the wind.

"I will ask the butler to bring you the Lingshi later. Mo Yi, heal your wounds and leave this Shenbing Villa as soon as possible. This place, hey, will become a place of right and wrong. The sooner you leave, the better." Mengdie said lonely Sigh and leave.

Looking at the departing Mengdie with a lonely face, Mo Yi didn't know why, but suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

Not long after returning to the residence, the butler had already delivered the spirit stone, and left after giving Mo Yi a warning to leave the villa as soon as possible.

"Everyone in the village has no confidence. Are you sure that you won't be able to survive this catastrophe? However, it's not my style to leave without a fight." Mo Yi looked at the sent spirit stone, with a meaningful expression on the corner of his mouth smile.

"Wang Wei, can you accompany me to Wangcheng?"

"What is Mr. Mo going to Wangcheng for? It's not peaceful outside recently, so try not to go out if you have nothing to do."

"I want to try to contact the family somewhere, please."

"Okay, but along the way, you have to listen to me and don't cause trouble."

Mo Yi, who had refined the source of life beads, couldn't bear the slow progress of his strength. Early in the morning, he dragged the guard Wang, and the two went out of the Shenbing Valley together, and went straight to Wangcheng, the largest city within thousands of miles. It is the only nearby city with Wanjin Trading Company.

Wangcheng is a real city, not just Yishi. There are not only monks living here, but also many ordinary people.

So Wangcheng looks very lively, not much worse than the Heilan Auction Conference not long ago.

A dazzling array of delicious and fragrant snacks of various colors attracted Mo Yi's attention.

Mo Yu and Mo Yi are indeed like father and son when it comes to food.

It's just that Mo Yu likes to eat anything with aura, regardless of the taste, but if there is no aura, it is more difficult for him to eat.

But Mo Yi is delicious, but he doesn't eat everything. In other words, he only eats delicious food, even if there is no spiritual energy, as long as it tastes delicious, he likes it.

From the first bunch of candied haws that Mo Yi ate, Wang Huwei's expression was a little dull. Most monks would not like these street snacks, and they would eat whatever kind of food with aura.

But Mo Yi, kept eating, kept eating, from the candied haws on the street to the stinky tofu at the end of the street, all the way, the momentum was astonishing and exaggerated to the extreme.

It's like a starving ghost who has been hungry for 900 years, and suddenly crawled from hell to the world one day. When he encountered delicious food, he was ugly and hungry.

In the end, unable to withstand all kinds of taunting and mocking gazes, Wang Huwei fled away with Mo Yi, who was still unsatisfied.

"Are you really the young master from an aristocratic family?" In a secluded restaurant, Wang Huwei looked at the innocent Mo Yi suspiciously.

"It's true." Mo Yi shrugged nonchalantly. [

When I come to a place, I always like to leave some traces of myself habitually and become the memory of some people.