"How can I earn ten million spiritual stones in the shortest time?"
Mo Yuan held his chin with his hand and fell into deep thought.
He asked the master for it, which was undoubtedly the fastest and most convenient way.
However, Mo Yuan did not intend to do this.
Because, ten million low-grade spiritual stones are too few and not worth it.
Good steel should be used on the blade!
He planned to use this opportunity to open his mouth to upgrade to a premium membership.
after all!
When this dog system upgrades to a senior member, it requires a full 100 million high-grade spiritual stones, which is equivalent to 10 million high-grade spiritual stones!
"Refining alchemy, refining weapons, and contributing to martial arts... all three are profitable businesses."
"However, I don't know how to refine pills or weapons."
"So, I can only leave..."
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"
Mo Yuan was thinking intently when he suddenly heard someone calling him.
Mo Yuan took a closer look and found that the person speaking was a beautiful and pure woman with long flowing hair and curved eyebrows.
"Who are you?" Mo Yuan asked in a deep voice.
"Hello, Holy Son, I am Su Wanrong!" the woman replied sweetly.
Mo Yuan glanced at the woman with a curious look on his face: "You have something to do with me?"
Su Wanrong nodded!
Just when Mo Yuan was about to ask what was going on, he saw Su Wanrong suddenly kneeling down on her knees and saying with tears in her eyes: "Please save my sister!"
Mo Yuan: "..."
I thought he admired me and wanted to warm my bed!
As a result, I thought too much!
"You get up first, get up first." Mo Yuan stretched out his hand to help Su Wanrong up.
In public, people who don't know what's going on will see this, and they will think that they have done something to feel sorry for Su Wanrong!
"Your Majesty the Holy Son, please save my sister, I really have no other choice!" Su Wanrong begged pitifully with runny noses and tears.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, please! Please!"
While talking, Su Wanrong kept kowtowing and begging at the same time.
"Miss Su, don't just kowtow. You asked me to help you. You should tell me what happened first!" Mo Yuan was speechless.
He didn't want to wade into this muddy water.
But who told him that in his last life and this life, he would never see a woman cry.
"Let's hear it first. If it's really a human tragedy, please help if you can!" Mo Yuan sighed in his heart.
Still not hard-hearted enough!
This shortcoming needs to be corrected.
"Thank you, Holy Son, thank you, Holy Son." Su Wanrong was overjoyed when she heard Mo Yuan's words.
She is really desperate!
If she had not been forced into a desperate situation, she would not have sought medical treatment in a hurry and thought of looking for His Highness the Holy Son!
"Tell me, what happened to your sister?" Mo Yuan asked in a deep voice.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, my sister was taken away by Senior Brother Zuo Qiuming!" Su Wanrong said anxiously.
"Miss Su, I'm sorry, I can't help you with this!" Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows and refused directly.
After joining Changming Peak for a month, he also gained a certain understanding of Changming Peak, including the various genius disciples of Changming Peak.
There are four true disciples in Changming Peak, and Zuo Qiuming is one of them.
Before he was established as the Holy Son, Zuo Qiuming had the highest voice for becoming the Holy Son.
so!
If one were to say which disciple on Changming Peak had the biggest opinion against him, it must be Zuo Qiuming.
It is really unwise to deepen the conflict with Zuo Qiuming for a woman he has never met.
Perhaps, Su Wanrong's sister was really miserable, but he really couldn't help her.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, please, please, except for you, no one in the entire Changming Peak will help me, and no one dares to help me!" Su Wanrong knelt down again and kowtowed to Mo Yuan.
Keep knocking!
In a moment!
Su Wanrong's forehead was covered with blood!
Mo Yuan looked at Su Wanrong, who was crying with pear blossoms and raining rain, and felt a little unbearable.
"Miss Su, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I really can't help you!"
"Zuo Qiuming is in the Qianqiao Realm, and I am in the Innate Realm. Even if I ask for someone, he may not give it to me!" Mo Yuan was helpless!
He is the Holy Son of Changming Peak and has a respected status.
But the status of a true disciple is also very noble.
In the eyes of true disciples, if I call you a saint to give you face, but if I don’t give you face, are you just a loser?
In the final analysis, it still depends on strength.
If he had the strength to practice the acuity realm now, then he would go directly to Zuo Qiuming to find someone to ask for!
Don’t want to give? I’ll give you until I hit you!
It's a pity that he is just a small innate warrior.
"Miss Su, I'm really sorry."
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, you are the Holy Son. No matter how powerful Zuo Qiuming is, he will not dare to do anything to you." Su Wanrong knelt on the ground and crawled in front of Mo Yuan.
"His Royal Highness the Son of God, as long as you help me, I am willing to work as a horse for you. I can do whatever you want me to do."
"Although this is my first time, I may not know or understand anything."
"But I can learn. I learn things quickly. I will definitely be able to serve you very comfortably."
Hear the words!
Mo Yuan subconsciously glanced at Su Wanrong's figure.
So fierce!
At this time, he couldn't help but think of something.
I'm willing to work as a cow or a horse for you, but you have to give me grass!
However, now it seems that Su Wanrong wants to work as a cow or a horse for him, and also gives him grass?
"Ah bah!"
"Mo Yuan, you shameless bastard, what are you thinking about?" Mo Yuan complained angrily to himself in his heart.
"Holy Son, please, please save my sister, please!"
"Please!" "Please!" Su Wanrong kowtowed, kowtowed.
Mo Yuan was in a dilemma.
He did relent!
But he knew in his heart that if he really went to Zuo Qiuming to ask for someone, the final result would most likely be that he didn't get the person and he would be humiliated instead.
"Master, please help me?"
An idea came to Mo Yuan's mind, but he rejected it in a flash.
"This idea is very dangerous!" Mo Yuan shook his head.
Master is used to impart knowledge and knowledge, and is not used to help solve problems.
If he relies on his master for everything, how can he be successful?
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"
Su Wanrong, who had been kneeling and kowtowing, suddenly stood up, a flash of despair in her eyes.
immediately!
Su Wanrong seemed to have made up her mind.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, if you are willing to save my sister, I can persuade my sister..."
Mo Yuan: "?"
"My sister and I will serve you together!" Su Wanrong said softly with her heart pounding.
Mo Yuan: "..."
Depend on!
I am the son of destiny who came from time to time!
Who do you think I am?
Lao Se Pi?
"Miss Su, I'm really not that kind of person." Mo Yuan defended weakly.
"Your Majesty the Holy Son, what will it take for you to be willing to save my sister?" Su Wanrong raised her eyes, eyes full of tears, and looked straight at Mo Yuan.
"You said it!"
"As long as I can do it, I will do it!"
"Miss Su, I really want to save your sister, but I really don't know how to help you!" Mo Yuan was quite helpless.
Zuo Qiu Ming, a great master in the Qiao Lian realm!
Why should he make Zuo Qiuming surrender?
"Your Highness the Holy Son, as long as you are willing to help, I have a way!" Su Wanrong's tearful eyes showed a touch of surprise!
Mo Yuan: "..."
If you have a way, you should have told me earlier! This chapter has been completed!