The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 590 We Are Formal Organizations (15)

"what is this?"

Kuang Qiansui repeated Miao Minglou's question,

With a chuckle and raised eyebrows,

Throw the planks at his feet,

"Come on, son, mother will teach you how to read."

The palms stroked from left to right,

Under the palm, light golden flakes flow like jelly,

Wherever you go,
The wooden boards seem to be polished and polished with wood wax oil.

Finally, the five characters of Huoluo Orphanage stand out clearly.

This verbal cheapness to her,
Miao Minglou was already numb,
Focus only on the new name on the board,
"I don't want the original one?"

"kindness?"

Kuang Qiansui heard him ask,

Slowly raise the corners of your mouth,

The drooping eyes quietly stared at the two words "Huo Luo",

look soft,

"kindness.

Since the last days are mine,

In exchange for an equivalent,

I give them the blessing of their patriarch. "

Miao Minglou had a black question mark on his face, and seriously reflected on himself, why didn't he patrol well, and came to treat his mental illness.

"Miao Minglou."

Kuang Qiansui suddenly said,
Stop the footsteps of leaving.

Miao Minglou teased: "Master Zuo, what's the matter?"

Kuang Chisui chuckled lowly,
"Make a deal."

He stopped, turned around and said nothing, waiting for Kuang Qiansui's bargaining chip.

"One task, one promise."

"What promise?"

"I haven't thought of it yet."

"I look like a fool?"

"Don't worry, I don't want your life, and I don't break the law."

"A civet for a mission."

Puchi.

Kuang Chisui laughed out loud,

"unnecessary.

The one in my house is more domineering.

Nothing else can be tolerated. "

Miao Minglou frowned slightly, not really wanting to accept this deal.

I really owed a big favor before,
He also remembers,

But if you want to calculate the price clearly,
A civet from his Miao family is more than enough.

It's not worth it any further.

She used the forbidden technique to save the dead and brought her back to life. It was her own will, not his begging.

So it has nothing to do with him.

He wasn't prepared to take responsibility for it, and he didn't feel much guilt.

"Forget it then. I can handle Futaba."

Miao Minglou refused bluntly without leaving any room for it.

Although I understand that this woman is strong,
A man worth associating with,
We also know each other has secrets,
he doesn't care

But deep down it belongs to the pride of the Miao family,

It made him unable to bear this kind of passive transaction cooperation.

Kuang Qiansui smiled when he heard this,

Command All Blessed Light,

Replace the wooden board with the original house number of the orphanage,

Let Miao Minglou refuse and leave.

"It's ok,"

She looked up at her work,

very satisfied,

"There is ample time,
There will be opportunities to see you later.

Little Fuzi, tell me, right? "

The light golden flakes seem to be like her,
Floating from mid-air,
Turned around Miao Minglou a few times,

Immediately, the spiraling hurricane gradually dissipated.

reappear,
It has turned into a thin layer, looming, attached to Kuang Qiansui's clothes.

Miao Minglou was vigilant and even faintly afraid of this light shavings from the bottom of his heart.

He always remembers that day,
How did this woman cast the law against the sky,

Rescue the dead all over the place.

At that time, there were these powdery light shavings.

"A twisted melon is not sweet,
There is no benevolence and righteousness in business. "

He tried to play a moral card of asking you to be kind,
However, the person standing there refused to answer.

"Pull your head out with a knife, and shrink your head is also a knife.

I take the initiative to invite you to cooperate,

In the future, you will kneel down and beg me for help,
Not a problem, right? "

After Kuang Qiansui finished speaking, he turned around,
Throwing an olive branch to Miao Minglou again,
"It's just a promise.

you should know
what i can bring you,

This task will not be the only success. "

Behind her, at this moment, the rising sun is poking its head.

The first ray of light in the morning is projected from the other side of the barren Gobi.

On Kuang Qiansui's body, a golden outline was outlined.

More dazzling than that shards of light.

As if to say, she is really worth it.

(End of this chapter)