Morax, I sympathize with you fairy

Footsteps came from behind.

"It's so leisurely and you can enjoy the scenery here?"

"I was just given the day off."

Mo Feng shook his head and looked to the side.

Ning Guang stood beside him, still looking like the dignified and majestic royal sister.

"Speaking of which, the illustration book you gave me last night was quite interesting." She opened her teeth lightly and smiled.

"Being able to draw something like that is a talent, and I think it should be protected."

"Did you draw it?" Ningguang asked.

"I can't draw such exquisite works."

Mo Feng waved his hand and sneered, "That illustration book was given to me by Bai Zhi, the same Bai Zhi who did the live broadcast in the group last night."

"Oh. That's it." Ningguang couldn't help but nodded, and he immediately made a decision in his heart.

"Let's stop with the polite words. Is Gan Yu in Qunyu Pavilion?"

Mo Feng turned sideways, faced her face to face, and asked.

Negotiating business and bargaining is not suitable for him, not to mention that since he got a large sum of pocket money from Gan Yu, he didn't care much about Maura's affairs.

It's just a pity to lose this salt cup and salt ruler.

It's better to give it to Seven Stars. In their hands, it will be able to play its greatest role.

"Gan Yu is not in Qunyu Pavilion." Ningguang smiled, looking into Mo Feng's eyes without any hesitation, and lied without blushing or heartbeat.

"Not there...it doesn't matter."

Mo Feng turned his hands over, and a salt cup and a salt ruler appeared in his hands.

He showed these two items to Ning Guang, "These two items are a salt cup and a salt ruler. They are attached with the power of Heulia, the Demon God of Salt, and can produce endless salt."

"Are there any other characteristics?" Ningguang narrowed his eyes, feeling quite surprised.

As the Dragon King Ruotuo, Mo Feng still trusts his words...

He did not use these two items to make money, which was unexpected but reasonable.

After all, in Liyue Port, the only immortal who loves money is Yan Fei.

"No more. It can only produce salt."

"Uh..."

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Chapter 163 Meeting old friends under the Fulong tree

"Uh... Heulia, the Demon God of Salt, I have seen her introduction in many books."

Ningguang took the salt ruler and examined it carefully, "I didn't expect...the Demon God of Salt can only produce salt?"

“It’s not just about producing salt.”

Mo Feng raised his index finger and shook it, and said seriously:

"When the Salt Demon God died, the energy overflowing from her body turned all the Salt God believers in her temple into bitter salt crystals before they could escape."

"..."

Ning Guang was stunned for a few seconds and then came to his senses.

No wonder Mo Feng and Wendy weren't sad at all when the Emperor Yan's immortal body fell off...

Co-authored If Emperor Yanwang really dies, the entire Yujingtai people will have to be buried with him...

After meowing, I thought I was really dead, and it made me feel uncomfortable for a long time in vain.

Ning Guang complained in her heart, and then she took a deep breath to calm down the restlessness in her heart.

"How to use this salt ruler?"

"Put it in the ground and the salt will rise from the ground."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ningguang squatted down and inserted the salt ruler into the ground of Qunyu Pavilion.

A white light flashed on the salt scale, and white crystals suddenly appeared on the ground that was originally as smooth as jade.

She quickly pulled out the salt ruler, reached out and dipped some crystal particles into her mouth.

Salty.

This thing is indeed salt.

If it can be produced endlessly, 1000 million molas is indeed nothing.

From a long-term perspective, this salt can even be exported to other countries, and the wealth that can be obtained can be said to be as endless as that salt.

But as a businessman, bargaining is something Ningguang does subconsciously.

"Do these two things total 1000 million molas?"

"No, it's a 1000 million mola piece, totaling 500 million mola."

"Twenty-five million molas... Huh? Wait! Is there something wrong?"

Ning Guang was mumbling one second before, and the next moment, he discovered the problem, "One piece is 1000 million molas, shouldn't two pieces be 2000 million molas? Why is it 500 million?"

"Uh, twenty-five million molas, I'll give you a chance to bargain." Mo Feng nodded calmly.

"You... forget it, stop talking about it, 2000 million molas, right?"

Ning Guang couldn't help but hold his forehead.

It seems that most of the time, you cannot think about immortals or demons like a businessman, because you will easily suffer losses.

"Well, 2000 million molas. But if it's money, you don't have to give it to me."

Mo Feng handed her the salt cup in his hand, his eyes full of expectation, "Ningguang, just find a way to set up a foundation to help more children from single-parent families or those who have become orphans. This shouldn't be difficult. Bar?"

"Are you talking about the situation of one string and one pillar?" Ningguang nodded, "I will pay attention to it. I will let Xiao Yanzi handle this matter and exercise her abilities by the way."

"Now that all the salt lamps and rulers have been sold, it's time for me to go down and find the travelers. The promises I made must not fall through."

Mo Feng waved to Ning Guang, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the strand of blue hair behind the door of Qunyu Pavilion, "If you meet Gan Yu, tell her that I love her very much, forever, until death." .By the way, remember to remind her to eat on time."

"...Don't you have a chat group?"

"But Gan Yu ignored me in the chat group. See you next time."

He blinked, took two steps back, and fell straight down.

"Tsk...how did he feel that Gan Yu would definitely be on top of the Jade Pavilion?" Ningguang curled his lips, turned around, and saw the slender blue figure.

It turned out to be the case.

She suddenly understood.

...

Mo Feng, who was free-falling from Qun Yu Pavilion, spread his wings of wind in mid-air.

Following the breeze, I glided all the way to the outside of Wanmin Hall.

It's almost dinner time, let's go eat first, maybe we can see Yaoyao.

With this in mind, Mo Feng walked into Wanmin Hall.

There was no such little figure as Yaoyao in Wanmin Hall, not even Xiangling.

Instead, he saw Sora, Paimon, and Tok, whom he had met once before.

But didn’t Trafigura send it back to Northland Bank?Why did it fall back into Sora's hands again...

Mo Feng thought helplessly, patted his face, put on a smile and walked over.

"Good morning, Sora. Little Paimon, are you eating?"

"Eh? Mo Feng~Good morning~" Paimon pulled out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Good morning, big brother." Tok also greeted Mo Feng.

"Mo Feng, have you eaten? Do you want to eat together?"

Kong Ze kindly invited him to eat together.

"I happen to be a little hungry too, so let's eat together, Kong, and you can talk about today's plans by the way." Mo Feng sat down and moved his eyes to Toke, who was eating sweets, "Besides, didn't you put in a meal last night? Did he send it back?"

"It's a long story." Sora scratched his face in embarrassment.

"To put it simply, the young master gave him too much." Paimon raised his index finger to complete what Sora had not finished.

Mo Feng opened his mouth, but stopped talking...

This style of doing things really fits the two people's personalities.

"As for the arrangements later, we plan to take Tok to the dock to have a look. Mo Feng, do you want to come with us?" Kong asked after swallowing the food in his mouth.

"My original plan was to ask you to accompany me to Nantianmen Fulongshu..." Mo Feng shook his head and continued: "But I have nothing to do now, so let's do this. I'll talk to you first. How about you come together and after you return Tok to the young master, we can go to Fulongshu together?"

"That's fine, but why are you going to Fulongshu?"

"Let's just go find an old friend."

...

【South Gate】

Under the Fulong tree, underground.

With the help of the Moyu Mall props, Ajiu did not spend many days to pass through the seal and come to the underground.

However, Ruotuo Dragon King is not sealed underground.

Even the Sword of Wu Gong disappeared.

Looking at the empty underground world, the faith Ajiu held firm in his heart shattered like glass falling to the ground.

Ruotuo Dragon King has successfully left?

He escaped with that faint ray of consciousness?

How can it be? !

Ajiu, who was so self-hypnotized, searched under the seal for several days, but still could not find his true form...

She had no choice but to return to the ground and start walking towards the ancient rock dragon lizard's lair.

If Dragon King Ruotuo left, it was impossible to leave with his true body. Considering that huge true body, Morax came to the door by himself within two steps.

As the incarnation of evil, Ajiu can understand the speech of dragon lizards of the same lineage. This is an ability she inherited.

The ability to view ore memories was inherited by Shan Nian.

Otherwise, she would only need to touch the stone to know what happened.

As for now, she can only go and see if the ancient rock dragon lizard closest to here has any clues about the Dragon King.

However, she did not notice that a dark green figure had been standing on the Fulong tree, his eyes observing her every move without any emotion...

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Chapter 164 Mandrill - Crazy. Han [Limited] (54/79)

【Dihuazhou】

There are several families near the Seven Heavens Statue of Dihuazhou. They sometimes set up stalls here to sell some food to entertain people passing by.

People are very taboo about death, and they stay away from the funeral procession in the Hall of Purity.

This is also the reason why Hutao doesn't choose Wangshu Inn as a stopping point during every funeral.

Now, after traveling all night, the two funeral teams from the Hall of Purity are resting in a hut, while the coffin is placed in another hut, and the funeral teams take turns guarding it.

As for Zhongli and Bai Zhi, they came to the statue of the Seven Heavens.