The pinnacle of the equipment for fighting the sky

Chapter 51 Mo Yunchen!
"Ah? Sister Qinghan, you're making fun of me again." The little Lolita blushed, and ran up to grab the corner of Qinghan's clothes.

Qing Han knew that little Lolita was shy, so she knelt down and hugged little Lolita in her arms, giving out a melodious chuckle like a silver bell.

"By the way, who is this brother?" Qing Han looked at Jiang Wusuo and asked.

"He's the brother who helped me pay back the money. He's a good guy, but he's a bit stupid." As she said that, little Lolita pointed to her little head.

Jiang Wushuo's head is full of black lines, what the hell is stupid?

The two girls, one big and one small, laughed again, Qing Han patted the little Lolita's head: "You can't say that about big brother, remember?"

Little Lolita nodded, indicating that she had made a note of it.

"Hello, my name is Qing Han, the clerk of this store."

It can be seen that Qing Han is very enthusiastic, and his smile is soft and fiery.

"Hi, my name is Jiang Wu." Jiang Wushuo said. "By the way, what happened to you calling Xianwu Little Doctor Xian just now?"

In fact, Jiang Wushuo has already affirmed that Little Lolita is Little Doctor Immortal, but he has a problem, the name "Buxianwu" does not appear in the original book.

"You said this. A few days ago, a mercenary came here after being injured. It was cured by Xianwu. That mercenary called her that. We found out about it later, and we teased her for a few days."

Such a routine plot?This was Jiang Wushuo's subconscious reaction. Couldn't that be how the name Little Doctor Fairy came about?

Jiang Wushuo looked at Little Lolita, who was getting angry because Qing Han said something about her, and her little mouth was pouted, looking extremely playful.

Since little loli is the little fairy doctor, then she is the body of Enan poison. In this way, the colorful poison scripture is exactly what little loli needs in the future.

"Xiao Wu, come here, brother has something to tell you."

Upon hearing this, little Lolita snorted softly at Qing Han, obviously still dissatisfied with what happened just now.

Jiang Wushuo leaned close to little Lolita's ear and whispered something before leaving: "Come on, Lagougou, no one is allowed to say anything, okay?"

"Okay, Xiao Wu won't tell anyone, this is a little secret between the two of us!"

……

"My lord, the Izumo Emperor has arrived!" Jiang Wusuo was sitting in the luxury carriage, and the voice of the old coachman came from outside.

"Why did you stop?" In the carriage, because of wearing the ever-changing mask and luxurious clothes, he looked like a playboy from a certain family.

"They said they would charge a fee to enter the city."

Hearing this, Jiang Wushuo took out a bag of gold coins and handed it out, and after a while the wheels of the carriage started rolling.

When Jiang Wushuo came to Izuyun Emperor, he just wanted to complete the task and leave. There was no need to cause unnecessary trouble, especially to attract the attention of some people.

Entering the city, through the car window, this Izumo Emperor is a little more prosperous than six years ago, and many things in memory have not changed.

Jiang Wusuo in the carriage had no expression on his face: "Old Xiao, it's getting late, let's find an inn to settle down first, and then go buy a house tomorrow."

Mr. Xiao, who was driving, responded, and drove the carriage to look for the inn. After a while, the carriage stopped, and Jiang Wusuo opened the curtain to get out of the carriage.

The inn in front of me is called the Izumo Inn. It is the largest inn in the Izumo Imperial City, and it is also the most luxurious inn in the Izumo Imperial City.

Seeing Jiang Wushuo's gorgeous attire, the servant at the door hurried up to greet him: "Young master, welcome to the Izumo Inn, please come inside."

"Help me open two good rooms. When the carriage is parked, bring the old man up to meet me." Jiang Wusuo took out two bags of gold coins from his cuffs and put them in the servant's hand, saying.

The young servant's eyes brightened, his heart was full of joy, he didn't expect Jiang Wushuo to be so generous, he weighed two bags of gold coins, at least thousands of them.

"Alright son, please wait a moment!"

……

Emperor Izumo didn't even say a curfew. Even though it was late at night, the market outside was still lively.

Just as he was about to practice, there was the sound of fighting in the corridor outside the door.

"Damn, I don't have any money and want to eat, drink and sleep for nothing, hit me hard, and then throw me out!"

Jiang Wushuo frowned, opened the door and saw that it was the servant who had been working for him earlier, and this servant was dispatching several inn clerks to beat up a young man.

"What's going on?" Jiang Wushuang looked displeased.

The boy's previous ruthlessness disappeared, so he quickly flattered and said: "So it's the son, I'm sorry to disturb you, this bastard eats and drinks for nothing, and wants to sleep here for nothing, so I'm sending someone to kill you." He's blasting him out, I'm really sorry to disturb the young master, let's drag him away!"

After the little servant finished speaking, he hurriedly greeted him. Jiang Wusuo's eyes fell on the young man who was beaten. It was amazing to look at it seriously, he was clearly a seven-star fighter.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Wusuo stopped the servant, but the servant turned around and said, "My lord, what else do you want to order?"

"How much money he owes you, I will give it!"

Jiang Wushuo's words made the young servant stunned, and the young servant agreed after a little thought, after all, having money is better than having no money.

Jiang Wushuo gave the money, and the servant left with a group of people. Before leaving, the servant did not forget to kick the boy on the ground.

Jiang Wusuo looked at the backs of the few people leaving, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently, Seven Star Fighter...you group of fighting spirits are really capable of fighting.

"Come in!" Jiang Wusuo said to the boy, without closing the door, he approached the room.

The young man walked in tremblingly, patting the dust on his body, Jiang Wusuo said with a playful smile: "Brother, your taste is very strong!"

The young man couldn't do it either, he just picked a place to sit down, and when he heard Jiang Wusuo's words, he rolled his eyes: "What do you know, this is called tempering your mind."

Jiang Wusuo's smile became brighter and brighter. If I don't accept others, I will obey you.

Jiang Wushuo sat down as if nothing had happened, and took a sip of tea: "Ah, it seems that your method is a bit special!" You don't have a tendency to masochistic, do you? "

The young man let out a long sigh, feeling very helpless: "Who told me to practice the exercises like this. Only by doing whatever I want and doing whatever I want can I pray for great success."

There is such a practice in this world?Jiang Wusuo was also a little curious about this, but it was someone else's technique, so he couldn't ask rashly if he was curious.

"Um, by the way, I haven't thanked you yet, my name is Mo Yunchen, what's your name?"

Jiang Wushuo didn't plan to reveal his real name because he couldn't help himself in the rivers and lakes.

In fact, it’s not a problem to say it out. In the Izumo Imperial Capital, only a few people know his name. In order to avoid trouble, Jiang Wusuo chose not to say his real name.

"My name is Wujiang."

"Brother Wujiang, thank you for taking me in!"

Jiang Wushuo: ...

……

Early in the morning, Jiang Wusuo brought Mr. Xiao to the tooth store. Now Jiang Wusuo has nothing else but a lot of money, so it is not a problem to buy a small house. After all, he will stay here for a while and rent a house. Very inconvenient.

Mr. Xiao bargained with the person in charge and finally made a decision.

At this moment, a handsome young man walked in.

"Boss, what about the house I ordered yesterday?" The young man held a folding fan in his hand, with fair skin and a perfectly pale face.

Hearing the sound, the steward's face changed, but he quickly forced a smile: "Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Zhou. I just had something to do when I was younger. I couldn't greet you. I hope Mr. Zhou will forgive me."

Although the son surnamed Zhou was impatient, he was still very happy in his heart: "Don't say that you don't get what you have, what about the house I ordered yesterday?"

The manager hesitated when he heard the question, and looked at Jiang Wushuo and Xiao Lao.

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