Chapter: 4272
Hua Yaozun snorted lightly: "I never said that, the Mo messenger is too fussy. Although it is a poor house, he can also understand the suffering of the world. This is also a kind of cultivation. I have carefully prepared for the Mo messenger."
At this moment, Mo Jinglan was still protecting Ye Wudao, and he did the same along the way.
Of course, this is also the reason why Hua Yaozun gave him his horse power.
As for making a good relationship with the Starry Night?
That's not necessary.
It is true that Hua Yaozun wants to have a friendly relationship with the Starry Night Human Race, but it is not too important.
Moreover, she is also a strong person who is very aggressive, and is not good at pretending.
Since you are so rude to me, why should you be polite to me?
Hua Yaozun is also arrogant and arrogant, naturally he will not lower his head.
Of course, if Mo Jinglan really lived here, he would definitely be regarded as a joke by others.
Because Mo Jinglan no matter which faction of the Wan clan, even if some forces and the Xingye Human Race do not deal with it, they will not give him such a show, let alone let him live in a simple thatched hut.
It's a matter of face, not a matter of comfort.
After thinking for a while, Mo Jinglan moved to the left, wanting to show Ye Wudao behind him to Hua Yaozun, showing that he had no intention of continuing to protect Ye Wudao.
However, Ye Wudao didn't know the current affairs, and the next moment he followed the left and hid behind him again.
At this time, Mo Jinglan was also a little angry.
He frowned, suddenly dodged, and hid close to the wall of the City Lord's Mansion, making Ye Wudao unable to hide behind him at all.
Hua Yaozun sneered at Ye Wudao, and couldn't help showing a sarcastic smile on his face.
"Why, do you still want to hide from the deity?"
Ye Wudao smiled awkwardly and said, "Yao Zun, I didn't do anything good, I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Hua Yaozun sneered: "If you can hide for a while, you can't hide for a lifetime. Will the messenger ink always protect you? Tell me honestly, what is going on? Maybe I can let you go."
Gritting his teeth, Ye Wudao suddenly attacked Mo Jinglan, pointed at Mo Jinglan, and said, "Master Yaozun, I thought I was going to give you a surprise, I went looking for that sword, but I happened to bump into Mo messenger. , he robbed us!"
That sword?
Hua Yaozun suddenly thought that it was the Yunxiao Jade Sword in Mo Jinglan's hand.
As for the surprise, perhaps it was Ye Wudao and the two who felt that there would be no risk. They wanted to hide it from her first. After they got the Yunxiao Jade Sword, they would then give it to themselves?
In fact, the thoughts in Ye Wudao's heart, whether it is taken alone or given to her, are not important.
The important thing is that she has to admit that she knows about it, and maybe she can try to get the Yunxiao Jade Sword.
Now, Mo Jinglan is also a little dumbfounded.
"Shameless, treachery!" Mo Jinglan angrily stared at Ye Wudao, clenched his fists, and said coldly, "You guy, it's better to tell the truth, I have nothing to steal!"
However, the situation was suddenly reversed, and Hua Yaozun stood in front of Ye Wudao with a calm expression.
"Envoy Mo, since we've basically had a showdown, I'll just say it straight, the jade sword in your hand I've been eyeing for a long time, just to assess my clan, so I arranged a task for them to let They go get this jade sword."
"But I didn't think that you would be the first to go ahead and compete with my clan for soldiers. This is too much to look down on the deity, what do you think?"
Mo Jinglan never thought that Hua Yaozun's character was so domineering that he even asked him for soldiers.
He felt that he also owed money, and it was good. He had to take out the Yunxiao Jade Sword and play with it to stimulate Hua Yaozun.
But he didn't know that Hua Yaozun's temperament was so domineering.
The development of the matter made Zihujuan extremely at a loss, completely unaware of what was going on.
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