Shangxian and his junior brother are beautiful as flowers

Chapter 161 Two boats on foot

Seeing this, everyone looked at the warrior standing in front with even more surprised expressions.

Being humiliated again, especially when the kid looked at him provocatively, if Yinwu endured it any longer, he would become a bastard.

As soon as Yinwu made a move, the result...

What he thought he would see didn't happen.

"Oh, I'm really sorry. Unfortunately, I am good at making talismans. I heard that something like this happened in Shuiyun City, so I came here to fight the injustice."

After finishing speaking, the man smiled at Yinwu with a mean face and didn't say anything, and took out a defensive talisman from his sleeve and waved it in front of Yinwu.

After hearing this, Yinwu's expression changed again.

"Are you Nangong Moxie?"

There are only a handful of people who are good at making talismans in the entire continent, and there is only one young one. Yinwu stared at the young-looking person in front of him, not sure if he was the one he was thinking of.

"Oh, you guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no prize."

Nangong Moxie shook his index finger, seeing Yinwu's froze face suddenly, he looked happy for a while.

When everyone present heard Nangong Moxie admitting his identity, there was another uproar at the scene.

"Fellow Daoist Nangong, can you sit inside?"

Seeing that Nangong Mo Xie's demeanor changed drastically, Yinwu said to him politely.

"No, your mansion is too dirty, I'm afraid it will be tarnished, and before I leave, let me say one more thing, City Lord Yin, so you can take care of yourself?"

After finishing speaking, Nangong Mo Xie was under everyone's gaze, especially under Yinwu's stiff expression. He didn't know when he was holding a fan in his hand, waving it, and leaving in an extremely coquettish way.

By the way, before disappearing from everyone's sight, the fan in his hand opened with a 'wow', and five large characters appeared on it immediately, saying - I am your uncle.

Now, everyone is more sure of his identity.

This is the only person who can make talismans and holds such a fan in his hand.

When he completely disappeared from everyone's sight, because of his last sentence, the others looked at Yinwu with even more disgust.

Therefore, he looked back at Nangong Mo Xie, and his hands under his sleeves trembled with anger.

After Nangong Moxie left the entrance of Yinfu, he hung left and right all the way, and finally arrived at the destination - Lingfu.

He stood at the door and looked at the gatekeeper of the Ling Mansion for a few seconds, then decisively pasted a talisman on himself, and then swaggered in.

It wasn't until he drove to the backyard of Ling's mansion that he took off the talisman paper on his body.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

However, as soon as he took down the talisman, Uncle Fu appeared behind him with his orchid fingers up.

Nangong Moxie turned his head, looked Uncle Fu up and down, shook the fan in his hand, pointed to the words on it and said:

"Did you see it?"

Uncle Fu glanced at the big characters on it, looked surprised for a while, and then greeted him hypocritically:
"So it's Daoist Nangong. I don't know what's the matter with you coming to this residence?"

"Just ask your master to come out, that guy Ling Jiu."

The tone was so familiar that even Uncle Fu thought that his master was in two boats.

The one in front of him can only be regarded as handsome and clean. If he chooses, Uncle Fu will choose the young master's junior without hesitation.

After all, the little master is really fascinated by him, it looks delicious when he eats it.

Seeing Uncle Fu's eyes sweeping over him strangely, Nangong Mo Xie narrowed his eyes slightly, there was something wrong with his eyes.

"Please wait a moment, I will go and call our little master over here."

Just as he was about to leave, Uncle Fu turned his head again and said, "By the way, you can call me Uncle Fu."

Seeing that the little master wouldn't choose this one, he forced himself to be kinder to this one, as a sympathy.

(End of this chapter)