Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

The two must be hated to death by all the cadres in the Wushen Temple.

Just thinking about that scene, both Zhang Gen and Zhang De shuddered.

I'm sorry for the young aliens of Luo Tian Dajiao, for the cadres of our Martial God Temple, I would like to trouble you a little bit.

Satisfy the perverted desire of the High Palace Master!

"Giggle."

Just between the two of them, there was a rooster crowing suddenly.

While attracting the attention of the three, the awkward atmosphere was also interrupted.

Wu Jiulu, who had been silent all along, was slightly taken aback when he saw that everyone's attention was focused on him.

"What do you see me doing?"

"Ah Lu, can you explain why you will bring a blue feather chicken up the mountain to participate in the Luotian Dajiao?"

Zhang Gen asked with a strange expression, pointing to the blue-feathered chicken that was obediently being held in Wujiu Lu's arms.

"I know, this must be the emergency food that Ah Lu prepared for us."

Zhang De stared at the blue feather chicken with serious eyes, "It's not fat enough, so just give me a gap between my teeth."

The corner of Wujiu Lu's mouth twitched, and he hugged the panicked blue-feathered chicken and turned sideways, avoiding Zhang De's sight: "This is my pet, it can't be eaten, and the palace master didn't say you can't bring the blue-feathered chicken, right?"

Looking at the three teasers in front of him, Mo Wen was a little speechless.

Why did he choose these goods?

I knew it was a replacement.

Originally, I thought that a physical body would be trained as a bodyguard, an assassin would hide and inquire about information, and a dungeon could roam and ambush.

Can bring him some help.

The result is just three funny ratios.

Shaking his head and ignoring them, Mo Wen turned and went straight up the mountain.

Seeing this, the three people behind hurriedly followed.

After climbing a section, the eyes of Mo Wen and the others suddenly became clear.

Compared with the lively town at the foot of the mountain, the front of the mountain gate of Tianshi Mansion was also crowded with people.

In addition to tourists taking pictures, there are also street stalls on both sides of the road.

"This is a heavenly thing! Spotted red glass string!"

"It was my ancestor who fought the Wannian Fire Qilin for more than 8 rounds, and finally killed it and took out the essence to make this thing!"

"Not ninety-eight, not nine thousand, just ninety-eight!"

"Ooh!! I want it! I want it!"

Accompanied by the ad words with a strong sense of disobedience, an excited girl's voice rang out as if there was a trust.

Mo Wen turned his head to look, and saw Feng Baobao, who was wearing a uniform of everywhere, was taking out his wallet from his pocket to pay.

And Xu San, who was behind her, hurriedly pulled back and shouted: "I've been fooled! A monk came to chop fire unicorns on the Taoist mountain. You can believe this!"

"But it took more than 8 rounds to make it, and this monk is awesome!"

"Eighty thousand? You thought you were playing mahjong!"

This noisy scene has attracted the attention of many tourists.

Mo Wen naturally saw it too.

But he had no intention of saying hello.

According to the time, Feng Baobao has not refreshed yet.

Since there was no benefit, Mo Wen didn't bother to bother.

"Where did the bald donkey dare to cheat in front of the gate of Tianshi's mansion." Zhang De folded his hands on his chest, frowning dissatisfiedly just like the little adult.

"The main reason is whether the girl is really stupid or pretending to be stupid, but she really believed it."

Zhang Gen smacked his lips, feeling that the world is going downhill, the world is bright, and there are all kinds of geniuses.

"Don't worry about her, let's visit the old heavenly master. After all, we have come to the top of the old man's house, so we should greet him."

After Mo Wen finished speaking calmly, he walked towards the gate of Tianshi Mansion.

He had already seen the old man standing at the door talking to Zhang Chulan.

at the same time.

Zhang Chulan's eyes touched, when the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei asked him to call out the master.

For the first time, he felt a sense of belonging.

He even scratched his head and giggled honestly.

Suddenly, footsteps approached.

Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, and Zhang Lingyu all looked at the sound.

I saw four people walking towards them, the leader was a tall, strong, handsome young man with piercing eyes but as gentle as jade.

The three people behind the young man also walked in a solid manner, with well-proportioned breath.

"It's not easy."

Zhang Lingyu and Wang also thought to themselves.

But Zhang Lingyu's face showed a little joy.

Because Mo Wen's arrival meant that he was willing to try to see Master Tian for medical treatment.

"Even if they can't recover, as long as it can make Master Tian feel better, it will be great!" Zhang Lingyu thought.

"Big brother!"

Zhang Chulan shouted in surprise, making Zhang Lingyu and Wang look sideways.

This kid, since when did he recognize Mo Wen as his big brother?

Wang also looked at the excited Zhang Chulan, then at Zhang Lingyu who was showing joy just now, and finally set his eyes on Mo Wen.

I don't know what to think.

Zhang Zhiwei also looked at the four people who came, most of them focused on Mo Wen.

He noticed the light in Mo Wen's eyes.

"Is the god introverted? The young people nowadays are really incredible, they have big heads."

Zhang Zhiwei thought this way in his heart, but on the surface the old god was still there.

Mo Wen didn't know what Zhang Zhiwei was thinking.

He came in front of several people, cupped his hands and bowed slightly: "War God Palace, Mo Wen, pay homage to the old heavenly master."

"Meet the old heavenly master."

Zhang Gen, Zhang De, and Wu Jiulu also saluted.

"Hehe, okay, you are Mo Wen, I have always heard about your deeds, I am afraid of you."

Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

"The old heavenly master praised you. It is the luck of the younger generation that some small things can fall into your ears."

Mo Wen complimented a few words, then smiled at Zhang Lingyu and Wang, "Master Lingyu, and the Taoist priest, hello."

"I met Palace Master Mo again. I'm glad you can come." Zhang Lingyu said politely.

Wang Ye cupped his hands and bowed: "I have seen Palace Master Mo Wen."

The three of them have good looks and temperament, attracting the attention of many female tourists.

As for Zhang Chulan, who was always raising her eyebrows and grinning silly, she was ignored by all the women.

At this time, the old master suddenly spoke...

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Chapter 139 Daoist, please stay, the king is sweating

At this time, the old heavenly master looked at Mo Wen and said:

"Mo Wen, the old man heard what Lingyu said, no matter what the result is this time, thank you for your help."

Mo Wen knew what Zhang Zhiwei was talking about as soon as he heard it.

After all, it is one of the people who can make this world leader care most.

There was only his younger brother Tian Jinzhong.

Mo Wen smiled slightly, "Old Heavenly Master is very polite, if I can help a little, it will be an honor for this junior."

Befriend Longhushan Tianshi Mansion, the most powerful force in the alien world today.

It is beneficial to Mo Wen.

Although there was no way to restore Tian Jinzhong's hands and feet, it was possible to regulate the meridians and make the old man feel more comfortable.

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and smiled, "Okay, Lingyu, you welcome the visitors, I have something to say to Chu Lan."

"The disciple obeys, two, please follow me."

Zhang Lingyu saluted and said, then stretched out their hands to Mo Wen and Wang Ye.

"Then trouble Master Lingyu."

Wang also scratched his head and said with a smile.

He knew that if it wasn't for Mo Wen, with Zhang Lingyu's seniority in Longhu Mountain, it would be impossible to lead them personally.

And Mo Wen nodded to the old master, and then led Zhang De, Wu Jiulu and Zhang Gen to follow.

"Brother, we'll see you later."