The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 490 The Wrong Person
"Senior is Ouyang senior who is proficient in mechanics."

Mo Qingcheng stepped forward and spoke respectfully.

Jia Youcai knew that Mo Qingcheng would not give up, but he could guarantee that this person was definitely not his Uncle Ouyang, a powerful person like Uncle Ouyang, what happened to this old man.

The old man lying on the rocking chair didn't respond at all, but he still replied to Mo Qingcheng's question: "If you are here to find someone, please leave!"

"I don't know any senior Ouyang, and I don't know any mechanism skills. You may have found the wrong place."

Mo Qingcheng did not give up, and still said in a good-tempered manner: "The address was given by Jia Guozhang. This is Jia Youcai, the son of Jia Guozhang. He is honored as Senior Ouyang's uncle. I think Jia Guozhang will not give the wrong address. of."

The other party still didn't respond: "I told you that you found the wrong one. Why are you so nagging at such a young age? Go, go, don't disturb my sleep."

When Mo Qingcheng heard the words, he immediately raised his eyebrows: "In that case, how much money will I need to buy this shop?"

The other party is still as stable as Mount Tai: "We only sell weapons here, not shops. If you don't buy weapons, please leave now. Don't make fun of me, an old man, here."

Mo Qingcheng suddenly smiled: "Senior Ouyang, this junior sincerely came to ask senior for help. This junior needs to build a batch of organ vessels, and needs Senior Ouyang's help. As long as Senior Ouyang is willing to help, I am willing to agree to any conditions."

Mo Qingcheng's voice fell, and a sharp sharp edge flew towards Mo Qingcheng. Mo Qingcheng immediately turned his head sideways, dodged the hidden weapon, and then saw a dart, which was firmly inserted into the pillar in the room, penetrating three points. .

Mo Qingcheng turned around, and saw the old man who was lazy before, looking at him with piercing eyes, but there was a trace of impatience in his eyes: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, you little baby still has some skills, But I have withdrawn from the arena for many years, and I can't help you with your affairs."

"But you are the one who asked me to come to me by that old man. I only show mercy for the sake of that old man, but you don't want to stay here to test my patience. My patience has always been bad. .”

patience?

Is there anyone in this world who is more impatient than Di Jiuyang?
At present, Mo Qingcheng really hasn't seen it.

Just as Mo Qingcheng was about to speak, he saw Senior Ouyang covering his thigh with his hand, a flash of pain flashed across his face, and Mo Qingcheng instantly understood that it was a leg problem.

Mo Qingcheng's eyes deepened, and he said directly: "Senior Ouyang, the leg disease is very painful! I have a way to help you cure the leg disease."

Ouyang Zhi glanced at Mo Qingcheng, and sneered: "I have a leg disease, and many people can't help it. You say you can cure it. The little baby has some skills, but don't brag."

But Mo Qingcheng raised his chin without fear, and looked at Ouyang Zhi confidently: "Are you bragging? I'll know after trying it. I said I can heal Senior Ouyang's leg, and I won't ask too much. , I just hope that senior Ouyang can give this junior a chance."

Ouyang Zhi pondered for a while. His leg has been hurting for many years. It is because of the pain in his leg that he can no longer touch his favorite mechanism. After all, when refining things, his leg hurts and he cannot stand for a long time. Time, undoubtedly, cannot be refined.

(End of this chapter)