"Xiao Cui told me five days ago that Young Master Mo Qiang would at least give her the identity of a concubine, and maybe she could become a wife." As she said that, Xiaohong shook her head gently.

"This is too naive." Xiaoqing expressed her feelings.

"Yes, she told me yesterday that Young Master Mo Qiang is tired of playing with her." Xiao Cui, like the two of them, did not sell herself to the Mo family.

The two of them did not mean to sympathize with Xiao Cui. This kind of thing is still very common among the five cultivation families in Fengcheng.

She, Xiao Cui, is not the first, and of course, will not be the last one.

It was because of Xiaohong's friend Xiao Cui that she felt that it was a kind of luck to stay by Mo Wu's side and serve Mo Wu?

"Xiaoqing, in more than eight months, we won't have to continue serving the young master... By the way, you have found your wishful husband."

Xiaoqing couldn't help but lower her head and her little face turned red.

It seems there is one.

"Come on the truth, when will he marry you?"

"Oh Xiaohong, I don't want to say this, let's talk about the young master."

The young master Mo Wu they said met Mo Qiang again when they went out.

At this moment, Mo Wushi was smiling, and Mo Qiang's expression seemed to be in a bad mood, as if no one of you should mess with me.

"Mo Qiang." Mo Wu shouted immediately when he saw Mo Qiang.

"Cousin." When Mo Qiang saw Mo Wushi, the expression on his face first frozen for a moment, and then showed a very signature smile.

"Mo Qiang, have you reached the second level of Qi Refining?"

"It's still a little bit. I've explained it clearly to you cousin last time."

"Well, is there any first-level magic to reach the entry level? Use it to let me take a good look." Mo Wu continued to ask.

"Not yet." Mo Qiang had a bad premonition, so he immediately said, "Cousin, your two maids are very good in appearance. I wonder if you have two of them for the room, cousin."

"They are not worthy of this young master. What do I accept them for?" Mo Wu remembered what Xiaoqing and Xiaohong had just said, so he raised his proud head.

That is, you haven't eaten them yet.

Mo Qiang is a little "admired" Mo Wu, what have you been fooled into?

Thinking of this, he suddenly had an idea, and he thought it was feasible.

"Yes, they must not be worthy of being a wise and powerful person as my cousin, and they are not even worthy of going to bed!" At this point, Mo Qiang coughed slightly, "Since that's the case, how about changing our maids, my cousin?"

It did not happen with the result that Mo Qiang imagined. Mo Wu agreed happily, but stared at him with wide eyes.

"Okay, Mo Qiang, you actually dare to make the idea of ​​this young master."

Mo Qiang was shocked and immediately explained, "Cousin, your two maids did not sell their bodies to our Mo family, so they are not yours, so I have no idea to make things for you."

"Nonsense, they admire this young master very much and wish they could become my young master's thing immediately." Mo Wu denied it.

Mo Qiang was speechless. He felt that Mo Wu had been praised to the sky by two maids and had forgotten who he was.

Now, he is really hard to explain.

"I dare to call the young master, today I will let you see how powerful my young master's magic is." As he said that, Mo Wu began to recite the Dharma Sect.

"My cousin misunderstood!" Mo Qiang was so scared that he ran away immediately.

Mo Wu kept aiming at Mo Qiang without any intention of stopping. He even dared to fight his things, and he simply didn't want to live anymore.

He only promised Mo Xinrong not to provoke trouble. If others dare to provoke him, he would definitely fight back immediately. This is not an act of provoking him, but a passive provocation.

Mo Qiang's escape was just in vain, and the magic was not a verbal trauma, so he could only hit a fixed direction. As long as the magic was issued, the direction could be changed at will. At Mo Qiang's speed, it was useless to escape.

"Mo Wu, stop!" A familiar female voice came from a distance. Mo Wu knew that this was Mo Xinrong's voice.

In the subconscious direction of shifting, Mo Wu's three-inch golden needle did not hit Mo Qiang's body at once, but shot to the ground not far away from Mo Wu.

Mo Qiang turned around and looked at the thin hole on the ground, and felt a false alarm. At this time, he understood a truth. Mo Qiang, who had learned magic, was even less difficult to mess with than before!

After he takes action, he doesn't care whether you die or not.

"Mo Wu, what are you doing? Why do you use the Golden Needle Technique to attack Mo Qiang?" Mo Xinrong looked at Mo Wu with an unhappy look and asked immediately.

"Sister Xinrong, Mo Qiang wants to make an idea of ​​making a fuss, so I naturally have to teach him a lesson. This young master's things are not something he can do."

"Don't tell me this young master." Mo Xinrong patted Mo Wu for a moment, and then continued to speak, "Tell me what's going on?"

"He wants my Xiaohong and Xiaoqing..." Mo Wu narrated in a singular way.

Mo Xinrong nodded and looked at Mo Qiang with a bad look.

Mo Qiang couldn't help but shrink his mind, it's bad now... Among the direct descendants of the Mo family this generation, they were a little afraid of Mo Wu and others, but they were a sense of awe for Mo Xinrong.

They believe that in 40 or 50 years, this daughter of my uncle is very likely to become a foundation-building cultivator. She has good talent, practices hard, and her family has invested a lot in her resources...

"This matter is wrong with Mo Qiang, but as his cousin, how can Mo Wuyi use magic to deal with him?" Mo Xinrong knew that this would be a death.

At this moment, Mo Xinrong felt lucky. Fortunately, Mo Wu changed before he learned magic. Otherwise, there would probably be innocent people every day in Fengcheng that would die at Mo Wu's hands.

"Because magic can better illustrate my power." Mo Wu told the truth.

"..." For a moment, Mo Xinrong didn't know how to answer Mo Wu's words.

With Mo Wu's urine nature, this sentence really makes sense.

"Mo Wu, how to hand Mo Qiang over to me to handle it, I promise to give you a satisfactory answer."

"No problem, no problem, Sister Xinrong can handle it." Mo Wu's answer without a trace of hesitation.

For some reason, after Mo Wu became stronger, she still spoke to her Mo Xinrong, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart, feeling extra comfort.

In the Mo family, Mo Wu would have this attitude towards her.

"Mo Qiang, come here for me."

Mo Qiang hesitated for a while, but it finally passed.

"Cousin, what's the matter?"

"Do you think this young master's magic is powerful?" Mo Wuwen.

Awesome! I almost died, do you know?

"Awesome, of course." Mo Qiang gave Mo Wu a thumbs up.

Mo Wu patted Mo Qiang on the shoulder and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Well, you have to keep working hard, even if you work hard, you won't be as powerful as this young master."

Mo Qiang scolded Mo Wu again in his heart... his face was still full of smiles.
Chapter completed!