Devil President, Don't Bite Me

When Mozi Yu woke up, he was lying on a small bed with bright lights in the room, but there was no one.

He sat up, put on his shoes and went out, but the door opened. A woman came in and looked at him and smiled, "are you awake?"

Rao is Mozi Yu, a guy who never looks straight at women. At the moment, he can't deny that the woman in front of him is one of the most beautiful women he has ever seen.

The skin is like a curd, the appearance is like a fairy, the body is graceful, and every move has thousands of styles. It is beautiful but not beautiful, which makes people afraid of blasphemy.

She smiled at him, like a deep valley orchid, quietly spitting out incense, "my name is Gan Jiang, who is a witch here."

Mo Ziyu frowned, "where are the people with me?"

"You mean Zongbo? He is talking to the high priest. "

"Why am I here?"

Gan Jiang smiled: "you must have offended the high priest. It was Su Xing who brought you here to let you have a rest." She handed the cup in her hand: "this is plum tea. I prepared it myself. It can refresh but it's delicious. Try it."

Mozi Yu took it and took a sip. It tasted good. He just woke up and was thirsty. He drank more than half a cup at one breath and returned the cup: "thank you. I'm going."

Gan Jiang stopped him. "Su Xing told me that you can't go now."

"Why?"

"He said that the high priest and Zongbo were talking about important things. When you go, you will scratch."

Mozi Yu is not unreasonable. He knows that he is unstable and has a hot temper. Maybe it will be bad when he goes. Their purpose is to save Mo Xiling, not to fight with Su Xuandong. It's better for Zongbo to deal with this matter.

He sat down in his chair. "Where is this?"

Tang Jiang said, "this is the place to entertain guests. You live in this room and Zongbo lives next door. You don't have to be formal here."

Mo Ziyu didn't speak, but he looked up at her. Tang Jiang understood his meaning and said with a smile, "do you want to ask me why I'm here? This is what the high priest means. Utu does not treat women, but every witch is treated by the high priest. Everyone must obey his orders. "

Mozi Yu understood, "every time someone comes outside, does the high priest let you entertain?"

"Most of the time, the high priest chooses beautiful witches. He said that guests will be happy to see us and it's much easier to talk about things."

Mozi Yu: "..." sent the most beautiful one. What does Su Xuandong want to talk to him about?

Mozi Yu guessed wrong. Su Xuandong didn't want to talk about anything. He just wanted to dampen Mozi Yu's spirit. They all said that heroes were sad at the beauty pass, and those like Moxi Ling fell down. Maybe you Mozi Yu are more powerful than your Lord?

At the thought of Mo Ziyu's amazing expression when he saw Gan Jiang, Su Xuandong couldn't help bending his lips.

"High priest," Zongbo said while carefully observing him, "your price is too high. Even if you sell Mohs, you can't get that number together, and now Mohs is no longer in our hands."

Su Xuandong snorted coldly, "the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and the cunning rabbit still has three caves. Like moxiling, the guy who does business without fraud, do you think he will run away without leaving behind?"

Zongbo: "..." high priest, are you showing off your literary talent? You have to say so many proverbs and idioms in one breath.

"High priest, for the MOH people, the Lord's order is more important than everything. If we can take it out, we must give it to the high priest with both hands. It's really... Embarrassing."

Su Xuandong "Oh", crying poor, I'm better than you.

"Mo Zong, you see, my hall is in disrepair for a long time. If there is a thunder one day, it will be cut off. My high priest doesn't even have a seat in the hall. What does it look like? Besides, there are so many witches and priests in utu. What can I feed them? Black soil can't grow any good things. Just those Verbena are still lush. It's really not good. I can only think of them. Why don't you contact the buyer for me? "

Zong Bo: "..." high priest, you are more powerful than me. You not only cried poor, but also made a shameless threat!

"High priest, I know your family has a great career and it's hard to live. Well, I'll give everything and give you a 20% discount on the basis of what you said. Don't embarrass me. It's settled, okay?"

"Oh! Sell it by catties with your ink Lord! "

Zong Boyi gritted his teeth, "10% off. I can't take out any more. How about I give you an IOU?"

"Play credit with me?" Su Xuandong smiled: "well, I guess I'll treat it first. I can't guarantee whether it's death or life."

Zong Bo knew that the high priest was not good at talking. When he saw him today, he really deserved his reputation. As expected, wild geese plucked their hair and people peeled their skin. People give the nickname millet peel! It's a long time to live

In order to save the little Lord, he almost took out all the money of Mo's family, but money is dead and people are alive. Even if he gave up a Mo's family, as long as the little Lord lives, with his ability, it is not impossible to set up another Mo's family in a few years.

Thinking of this, Zong Bo looked sad. "High priest, you treat me first. I'll try my best to make up for the money and ensure that I don't miss you at all."

Su Xuandong smiled and patted Zongbo's face, "that's right."

Zong Bo: "..." he is also an elder of Mo family. He is respected, but he was patted on the face by a young man. When he was what he was, it was really... Buddha has fire!

When the conditions were settled, Su Xuandong was satisfied. "Mo Zong, don't wear a face. You can save your Lord with this money. It's very cost-effective!"

"High priest, I left the Lord. How much trouble you have."

"You're welcome."

Zong Bo glanced at mexiling and left with a sigh. To tell the truth, he had no bottom in his heart. He gave the little Lord to such an unreliable man. He grabbed his heart.

Su Xuandong's voice came up from behind: "Mo Zong, don't forget those yellow pear trees in the South China Sea."

Zong Blanc said, "high priest, as long as the Lord can be saved, those are not problems. Put your heart in your stomach."

Su Xuandong snorted and said that he was the richest man in Jinling City. Such a large sum of money could be said that it was not a problem. He turned and walked into the next room. The room was not big. There was a small bed in the middle. On the bed lay a man.

If Tang Jiang calls him the most beautiful woman in the world, then mexiling is the most beautiful man in the world. Although his face was pale and his lips were dark, he did not damage his beautiful face at all. He is like a snow lotus in ice and snow, clean, pure, clear and noble.

Su Xuandong looked at him carefully. He couldn't understand why a powerful person like moxiling couldn't see Joey's purpose, and couldn't hide her dagger?

What a mystery

He pinched mexiling's lips open and looked at his teeth. His tusks shrunk to the size of tiger teeth. He couldn't see anything unusual. He picked up mexiling's hand again. His slender white fingers were as cold as ice. His nails were smooth and transparent, just like ordinary people. Looking at his face, light blue capillaries could be seen under his skin.

Mexiling is an ordinary human at the moment, and all the characteristics that show his super power are hidden.

His heart and pulse didn't beat and he didn't breathe at all, but he didn't die completely. He only relied on those two drops of spiritual blood to protect his body, without atrophy or shrinkage, which is very rare in people with genetic variation. It can be seen that his aura has been strong enough to protect the body after death. If this person is not dead, with his strength, he may rule the whole world of genetically mutated people in the future.

Is such a person saved or not? Su Xuandong hesitated.

For a long time, the world of genetically mutated people has not been very united. Dividing land boundaries by several major surnames is not only conducive to mutual containment, balance the situation, but also conducive to their supervision. If they are unified in the future, they may not be able to control them.

The divination he occupied the day before yesterday... Su Xuandong touched his chin and looked gloomy. Western Allah is not a good omen

He looked at the dagger, engraved with exquisite patterns, shining silver under the lamp. It was a good knife. He held it and felt good. As long as he inserted it, the spirit blood would touch the silver dagger, and mexiling would become a corpse. Then he would put it on the air outlet of Xingyue Gorge for a period of time, and he would disappear between heaven and earth. Become the eternal memory of the MOH people.

Su Xuandong smiled and held the dagger more tightly. He was about to take the next step, but Joey's face flashed in his mind.

It turned out that she didn't insert it. She didn't want to die, did she? With Joey's courage and wisdom, she deserves the title of Queen. Unexpectedly, the beauty is sad and the hero is closed. She is also fascinated by the so-called love.

He smiled sarcastically at the corners of his mouth. Unfortunately, it's a pity.

Would Joey be sad if he cut in? Will you fight him? She followed all the way to protect mexiling. No wonder she said she had nothing to ask him, but... He can be sure now that she must ask him.

"Su Xing!" He shouted.

Su Xing quickly appeared at the door: "high priest, what do you want to say?"

"Call everyone over and have work to do."

Su Xing was stunned, "everyone?"

"Yes, everyone." Su Xuandong waved his hand and looked impatient. "Go quickly."

If he didn't summon everyone's strength, he was really afraid that he couldn't stop the strong heart of moxiling.

The dark night is particularly quiet. Occasionally, crows cross the night sky and bring one or two crows, which makes people feel desolate and strange.

But at this time, the long bell rang, "Dangdang... Dangdang..."

Joey stood at the window and watched the crowds of witches and priests passing by, one after another, but it was not noisy, but he didn't know what happened?

Aku said aside, "queen, why did the clock strike thirteen times?"

Joey was stunned. "Is it thirteen?"

AGU continued: "it's thirteen. We counted it together."

Joey bent his lips and smiled. It turned out that Su Xuandong didn't deceive her when he was on the snow peak. As expected, the clock he struck was thirteen.