A junk collection station floats in my mind

"Yes."

The three of Tan Lin resigned.

Chen Muyu turned to Yang Feng next to him and said, "You can send an order in a while to let the Eight Palaces and Nineteen Peaks hand over the waste materials from all branches..."

"Yes."

Yang Feng didn't ask anything. What the master said was an order, and there must be his purpose in doing so.

The reason why this matter was handed over to Yang Feng was because Yang Feng was the holy son of the Jidao Palace, and now that Yang Lin was not around, even if Yang Feng was an supervisor, he could completely represent Yang Lin to give orders to all branches.

Although Chen Muyu has the status of the owner of the Tianquan Palace, the scope of authority of the Tianquan Palace owner is limited, and he can only manage the stalls of the Tianquan Palace. , Standing up as him, saying that each faction should hand over something, even if it is just a waste product, but not necessarily everyone will respond positively.

After all, the Jidao Palace has eight palaces and nineteen peaks, and most of them recognize Yang Lin as the suzerain. As for Chen Muyu, for many people, it is only the suzerain Yang who has just been promoted.

After Yang Feng left, Chen Muyu returned to the bedroom, already thinking about how to use the 8000 billion wealth.

Wealth is worth earning, of course it is spent.

Chen Muyu felt a little weird, and didn't dare to look at her more, for fear of being attracted by the abyss, "You came to me so late, don't you know what's the matter?"

But there is no other way, for the sake of the future of Kuzhu Peak, I can only endure it, and treat it as feeding the dog, at least the appearance of this perverted dog does not look so disgusting.

"Master Wang?"

Wang Lingyu bowed slightly, she didn't know whether she was afraid or shy, but she just lowered her head, and her voice was a bit muffled, which was still pleasant.

"Master Uncle can just call me Lingyu."

"Spiritual Rain, didn't you say that you didn't come here for the matter of the Spiritual Mine?"

After recovering, he realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly laughed dryly, "There's no need to be polite, just sit down."

"Master Uncle."

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows, I don't eat people, one by one, why should I be so afraid of me?

Send someone to ask during the day, that's all, it's already night, and you actually came here in person.

This woman must be wearing perfume.

In addition, my own realm should also be stepped up to improve.

Very good, very good.

But it was this smile that Wang Lingyu keenly noticed.

So use the money you have, this is Chen Muyu's principle.

Side hall.

"Palace Master."

……

Chen Muyu frowned slightly.

Spend 2000 billion first, and then increase Nanming's strength by one liter.

What happened to me recently?Is it because he hasn't been close to women for a long time, or is there something wrong with his practice?

Chen Muyu couldn't help stepping up.

The low pale pink tube top is covered by a light veil, and the abyss is like a black hole, which attracts people's eyes and never lets go.

Chen Muyu took a look, and with just one glance, the pores all over his body almost exploded.

While talking, she couldn't help but compare her with Shen Piaopiao in her heart.

Du Juan's voice trembled a little, "Boss Wang said it's not about the Ling Mine."

"Humph."

"what's up?"

Immediately took the main seat.

Sure enough, the senior sister was right, he was indeed a womanizer.

"I, I don't know either."

Just ignore me, the Master of the Heavenly Power Palace?

"Ling Yu pays respects to Master Uncle."

"Ahem, what wind brought Mr. Wang here?"

Chen Muyu saw that it was getting late outside, and if there was no urgent matter, Du Juan would not dare to disturb him.

Thinking about it, a smile formed at the corner of his mouth.

The woman trembled slightly when she heard the words, and turned around.

After asking three questions, Chen Muyu snorted, "Take her to the side hall and wait."

……

A woman in white was standing in the side hall with her back to Chen Muyu. Although she couldn't see her face, her figure and curves were enough.

After a burst of messy footsteps, Du Juan escaped and left.

While Chen Muyu was calculating the use of wealth, Du Juan's voice came from outside the hall, interrupting him.

But it's really hard to say what kind of figure it is, after all, he has never seen Shen Piaopiao wear it like this.

Wang Lingyu was still standing there, looking a little cramped.

In Wang Lingyu's mind, she already imagined what would happen to her in the future.

Speaking of the latter part, Chen Muyu's voice was naturally filled with anger.

Wang Lingyu took a deep breath, and said to Chen Muyu, "Master Uncle, Lingyu has something to ask for."

As soon as he stepped into the side hall, Chen Muyu smelled a faint fragrance.

A bit obscene.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, he is very kind, and besides, he looks so handsome.

Are you that scary?

Slightly chubby, the flushed face made the skin whiter.

Chen Muyu didn't want to accumulate too many wealth points in his hands. After all, it was meaningless to pile up wealth points in his hands. It was the most practical for him to transform them into combat power.

Chen Muyu said something directly, trying to shut Wang Lingyu's mouth.

"Palace Master, the head of the Bitter Bamboo Peak, Wang Lingyu asks to see you."

Du Juan's cautious voice came from outside the hall again.

Chen Muyu was a little distracted, and immediately straightened his body after hearing the words.

With a light cough, Chen Muyu calmly entered the side hall.

Moreover, the wealth value exceeds 10000 trillion, and the system may need to be upgraded, and it may not be possible to contact the system for a long time.

"Ok?"

-

Chen Muyu slandered in his heart.

Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment, thinking about the day's events, he immediately said, "Didn't I already say that the matter of the Ling Mine is waiting to be arranged, and everyone is waiting, but she, Kuzhufeng, can't wait? She, Kuzhufeng, needs to be special?"

In terms of beauty, this Wang Lingyu is not bad, but compared with Shen Piaopiao, there is still a little distance.

I comfort myself.

"Palace Master."

"Uh, Lingyu."

It was embarrassing, so I quickly asked about the business.

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows and looked at her in surprise.

He is now at the beginning of the ninth level, but he feels more and more that his strength is not enough.

"It's not about the spirit mine? What's the matter?"

"Yes."

Wang Lingyu raised her head to look at Chen Muyu, her eyes were full of crystals, and she looked completely pitiful, "Master and Uncle don't know something, we at Kuzhu Peak, because there is no supply of spirit stones, almost all the disciples have left, we still have to There is really no other way to subsidize the spirit stones of the remaining disciples by myself, after the fall of the master, the future of the bitter bamboo peak rests on me, I..."

While talking, Wang Lingyu's tears had already flowed down.

I really feel pity.

Playing the poor card, isn't it?
Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows slightly, just watched her quietly, watched her cry quietly, and watched her perform quietly.

He has seen such scenes a lot. He is not the kind of man who doesn't want to see a woman cry, and when a woman cries, his legs go limp.