Chapter 115 I have no uncle

Nanmocheng pushed the box back to Dugu Xiaoming, "You take the things back, and don't give me the bracelet."

Han Jing has not come back yet, Nanmocheng is not sure how Han Jing is controlled, and whether he can solve it, but he will not do any transactions that may suffer losses.

"You..." Dugu Xiaoming was anxious, "Nanmocheng, don't go too far, it's my thing."

"What is your thing? I haven't taken your thing. It was given to me by Miao Miao. If you have the ability, you can go to Miao Miao."

Dugu Xiaoming: "..."

He is suave, handsome and unrestrained, with high martial arts skills. He is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is afraid of those soft-bodied reptiles.

Leaving aside the question of whether or not they can beat them, fear is innate, as long as he looks at their squirming flesh, his hands begin to soften.

He has never been afraid of those monsters with teeth and claws in the depths of the dense forest, but he is afraid of the two giants Qingqing and Miaomiao.

Nanmocheng is also sure of this point, Dugu Xiaoming's martial arts, to be honest, Nanmocheng really doesn't know what kind of monster he is.

My own martial arts is also a figure in the top ten rankings every year in the Central Plains Jianghu, but in the face of Dugu Xiaoming, I have never been able to beat ten moves under his hands.

Nanmocheng even felt that Dugu Xiaoming would let him go, otherwise he might not be able to pass the three moves.

Such a ghost, since he is so rare about the bracelet, he can't return it to him at all. Dugu Xiaoming can use it for him only if he has a weakness.

"What exactly do you want to give back to me? If there are any conditions, you must at least say it."

It's not that Dugu Xiaoming is not good at it, but that he disdains to play these conspiracies and tricks. How could he not know what this boring gourd in Nanmo City is thinking?

Could it be that because of a string of bracelets, he wants Nan Mocheng to lead him by the nose for the rest of his life?
The money in the Gate of Life and Death was almost spent, and Nanmo City was still not satisfied.

Just as Dugu Xiaoming thought of this question, Nanmocheng said: "Continue to release silver taels to help the victims. When I am in a good mood, I will naturally give it to you."

The sound of gnashing teeth...

"Nanmo City, your uncle is the king of a country after all. If you want to show some face, I have cleaned up all the warehouses of the Life and Death Gate. Tell me, how much money has the Life and Death Gate made over the years?"

According to Nanmo City's wishes, he robbed the rich and helped the poor with the money.

He is not a white lotus, he is a killer, a killer, what does the life and death of others have to do with him.

Damn Nanmocheng, if he gets back the bracelet one day, he must chop up Nanmocheng.

Nan Mocheng took it for granted, "First of all, I don't have a master, I am a master myself, and secondly, your silver is obtained by killing my subjects, and I don't think there is a problem with using it on my people."

Dugu Xiaoming: "????"

Why did he think it made sense, but he couldn't refute it.

Not right either.

Knowing that he took the order to kill his courtiers, he didn't see Nanmocheng say anything, which means he acquiesced, and those dog officials are not fun anyway.

"Are you okay?"

Dugu Xiaoming: "..."

Of course he has something to do, isn't this what we've been talking about.

"It's okay, I'm going to the morning court, you can do it yourself."

"Changan, change clothes."

"Yes."

Chang An, who had been waiting early in the morning, opened the door and entered, took Nanmocheng's dragon robe, and waited for him to change.

What else can Dugu Xiaoming say, Nanmocheng is not ashamed, just changing clothes and freshening up in front of him? ? ? ?

(End of this chapter)

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