Chapter IX Low-level trainee flower protector task
"Haha! Okay! Mo'er, get up quickly!"
The middle-aged uncle waved his hand lightly, and Jun Mo felt his body being wrapped by an uncontrollable force, causing him to stand up straight. Then he felt a weight in his arms, and something appeared out of thin air.
"Mo'er, consider this thing your Grandpa Ninth gave you as a meeting gift. In front of your Grandpa, don't blame your Grandpa Ninth for being stingy!" Cheng Jiu said with a smile.
Jun Mo reached out and took out a gray-white jade box from his arms, which was no more than a foot long. He opened it and found seven small jade swords, no more than a few inches long and exuding a blood-colored halo, lying quietly.
In a jade box covered with a layer of golden brocade.
"Seven Evil Blood Jade Sword!"
Mr. Jun, who was sitting in the high hall, stood up immediately with an aggressive look: "Old Jiu, what do you mean by giving me such a precious thing?"
"Cousin, you are a sensible person, why do you ask questions knowingly?"
Cheng Jiu smiled bitterly and did not avoid Mr. Jun's aggressive gaze.
"What? Could it be that because of this, she is really determined to take Mo'er's life and cut off the incense of my Jun family?"
Mr. Jun sneered, his expression cold and frightening. Jun Tianfang, who was on the side, also had a gloomy face. He took one step to protect Jun Mo behind him, preparing to strike with all his strength.
The atmosphere in the inner hall immediately became extremely solemn.
With a thought, Jun Mo folded the Seven Evil Blood Jade Sword and placed it on the table. He casually grabbed the chicken-sized black bead given by Xu Zhendong. His consciousness was also firmly locked on the absolute control on the page of the "Flower Protector's Manual" in the center of the sea of consciousness.
The time item can be activated at any time.
"Cousin, please be patient and don't be impatient. Look, wasn't it the first time I came to you to find a solution?"
Seeing the three generations of the Jun family sharing the same hatred, Cheng Jiu smiled wryly and waved his hand, picking up the teacup on the coffee table next to him and drinking tea instead.
"Hmph! Think of a way? Do you think I don't know about you? Are you holding me down here just to give that girl a chance to kill my good grandson? Now that my grandson is back intact, this
The whole thing has been settled, you might as well say something, if I don’t accept the second, third, and fourth time, I won’t be named Jun anymore!”
After Mr. Jun finished speaking, he sat down directly, picked up the tea cup, swallowed the tea and water in one gulp, and then waved his hand, signaling Jun Tianfang and Jun Mo to stand aside.
"Cousin, look, aren't you embarrassing Lao Jiu? What she means is that it is better for the juniors to handle matters between the juniors. Besides, what Mo'er said three years ago is still on the agenda, isn't it?
Is it there?"
Cheng Jiu smiled and didn't care about Mr. Jun's aggressive eyes. He continued:
"That girl Qingxue has rejected so many overtures from outstanding members of the royal family in the past three years, and it wasn't because of Mo'er. To say that she is thinking about your Jun family, thinking about Mo'er, so big Ming Dynasty, that's Hai Hai
Let’s go!”
"You and I have been brothers for many years, and I am not afraid to tell you frankly. The reason why Jiang Anjun's family has been able to live in peace and harmony in the past few years is really because of her overt and covert control over her. My cousin, you are a sensible person. I won't say much else. Details
You decide what to do, I'll take my leave first!" After saying that, Cheng Jiu stood up, opened the door, and was about to leave.
"slow!"
Jun Mo suddenly spoke, looked at Cheng Jiu who was stopping at the door, and said very politely:
"I also ask Grandpa Jiu to send a message to that girl Qingxue, saying that what I said back then is still valid. She, Fang Qingxue, is destined to be my woman in this life. This is an unchangeable fact. What tricks are there, even though
Come on, if I, Jun Mo, frown, I am not worthy of being her man!"
"Um?"
Cheng Jiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Xiao Mo'er, you are somewhat like a real cousin, haha, don't worry, I will definitely pass these words to you intact!"
"No need to bother, I'm here to see if you are worthy of being my man, Qingxue!"
Suddenly there was a shout, and a slender figure appeared out of thin air. Fang Qingxue, dressed in white and covered with gauze, appeared in front of everyone, and then slapped Jun Mo in the chest with a palm silently.
"stop!"
Cheng Jiu, Mr. Jun, and Jun Tianfang shouted almost in unison, and their surging energy immediately protected Jun Mo layer by layer.
Jun Mo is too weak. He was slapped by Fang Qingxue, so he was not directly patted into a meat pie. At present, the elders of both parties have not reached an agreement. Jun Mo represents the hornet's nest of the Jun family. Even if he will be poked out sooner or later, it is definitely not now.
, Jun Mo must never die.
"snort!"
Fang Qingxue stood pretty on the spot, her white dress and gauze showed off her graceful figure, but her mouth was much more powerful than her figure:
"A coward who always only knows how to hide behind other people deserves to be my man. He has no shame!"
"Coward?"
When Jun Mo heard this, he looked at Fang Qingxue, who was dressed in white gauze, and thought of the arrows piercing the heart on Jiangcai Street. He immediately became angry and snorted repeatedly without showing any signs of weakness:
"A violent woman who wants to kill her husband and find another job just because she has some strength, and who follows the crowd, how can you, Fang Qingxue, be any better? Looking at the world, only a peerless good man like me can have an extremely broad and tolerant heart.
If my heart can accommodate you, what other man would dare to want you!"
"You... you're a slut, a treacherous thief! You're going to die!"
Fang Qingxue immediately became furious, scolding and criticizing others. How could she be the opponent of an otaku who has been immersed in this way for many years?
Fang Qingxue was immediately so angry at Jun Mo's words that the three corpse gods jumped. She slapped Jun Mo again with a desperate palm. Her violent mental energy surged out. If this palm hit, it would be enough to kill Jun Mo easily.
Pat into patties.
"Stop! Look at you, what do you look like now? You shout and kill at every turn, and you say you're not a violent woman? I don't know about your damn teacher..."
Jun Mo shouted loudly, but immediately hid behind his father, staring at Fang Qingxue. He really didn't understand, who taught him, but in just three years, that gentle and shy person could not even speak loudly.
How could a sweet little sister turn into such a crazy and violent woman?
"Shut up! Shut up!"
The old man finally got mad. His tyrannical and substantive strength was overwhelming, covering everyone like water and oil, and sealed Jun Mo's mouth immediately.
"Damn it! Jun Tianfang, please teach me how to discipline your son. A man who doesn't cultivate his mental strength all day long can actually speak eloquently. What's the difference between a man and a woman!"
The old man was furious and threw the dumbfounded Jun Mo to Jun Tianfang's side.
"Dad, I didn't expect you to be shot while you were lying down!"
Jun Mo finally understood the reason why Young Master Jun became a super playboy.
"You bastard, you are looking for death!"
Jun Tianfang's eyes widened, he slapped Jun Mo hard on the head, and shouted in a low voice:
"It's not good for you to scold anyone. If you dare to scold the person behind her, it will be a big deal. If your grandfather hadn't sealed your mouth in time, the entire Jun family would have been damned by your scolding!"
"so smart!"
Jun Mo was shocked by Jun Tianfang's photo. In the Ming Dynasty, was that the Controlling Emperor that could only exist in the legend?
No wonder little sister Qingxue dares to be so arrogant and unscrupulous on his young master Jun's territory. It turns out that she climbed this big tree. No wonder, no wonder, no wonder!
Who can bear the emperor's wrath? I'm afraid that with a snap of a finger, the Jun family will be wiped out and disappear.
Jun Mo's heart was pounding, he felt hot all over his body, and large beads of sweat seeped out from his forehead.
"Ding dong!"
A familiar prompt suddenly came from the sea of consciousness: "Congratulations, you have met the conditions for improving your strength from time to time. Now your mental strength has reached 488 pounds. You have become a four-star control disciple, and your strength has reached the low level.
The peak of the trainee flower protector triggers the low-level trainee flower protector task. Please calm down Miss Fang Qingxue's anger at all costs within ten minutes. The countdown starts now, nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds, nine minutes and fifty-eight seconds..."