Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"No, it's 20% too much. I can't pay so much money." Mo Leilei said in a low voice. The value of those things made is impossible to estimate. Based on jade materials, they are nearly 2 billion, 2%. Ten is 400 million, and Ling Qingyu directly gave her 400 million, which she couldn't bear.

"Well, you can’t count it like that, those things, now, those imperial greens, etc., I use them all by myself. I sell them in the store. They are those two stones, and who's surname. The part of the package, so there is not as much as you think, and what I want is your technology to buy shares." Ling Qingyu said. She must keep the emperor green or something for herself, and she will keep other things she likes, so she will give the items in the store, but she will pick the rest.

After a moment of stunned, Mo Leilei understood what Ling Qingyu meant. In this way, it is equivalent to saying that there can be a treasure of the town, and then focus on the mid-to-high-end jade market and own its own brand. Then it is not only necessary to have good materials. There must also be new ideas, and the things that come out must be beautiful and meet market demand.

It is indeed a big challenge.

"Miss Mo doesn't need to reply right away. We will stay here for a few days. Ms. Mo will give us a reply after she thinks it through." Ying Shisan brought dishes to Ling Qingyu and filled Ling Qingyu with a bowl of soup, smiling.

When the few people were talking, Old Man Mo kept looking at them, with an unpredictable smile on his lips.

Once the generator was turned off, the mountain hut had no electricity and no lights. Instead, candles were lit.

The night was like water, the wind brought a hint of coolness, and the mountains were silent, but it didn't take long to be interrupted by laughter.

After Ye Po and the others had finished their meal, they went to Houshan, brought the hot spring water and the mountain stream together, and built a small hot spring pool. When Ye Po's roar from Houshan sounded, Yan San took Ling Qingyu and the others to Go behind the mountain.

Go to the hot springs.

The mountain was quiet, the wooden bed in the wooden house, the room with only candles lit, the candlelight was dim, leaning in Yan San's arms, looking at the moonlight through the skylight, Ling Qingyu was a little dazed.

The room is not enough. Yepaying Thirteen are all sleeping on the rocks or trees outside. The protective circle surrounded by a few people is enclosing her place, just like they drove a carriage to stay overnight outside. same.

As dawn just showed a ray of light, Old Man Mo habitually got up early, and when he pushed the door he heard the wind outside for a moment. He retracted his foot and looked out from the crack in the door.

In front of his house was a large flat land. At this time, all the debris on the flat ground was removed. Two people on the ground were gesturing with branches.

A posture is light and graceful, a dance with a thunderous momentum, and a body shape flashes as fast as a hungry, but the branches cross and touch each other, and they all seem to bring out sparks.

Master! The real martial arts master!

Old man Mo only felt that his heart was throbbing and throbbing. There were one or two tricks that the tall man danced that he was very familiar with. Those were the only two tricks left in the knife book left by the ancestors, and the others, early Has been lost, disappeared in the long river of history.

Only by relying on those two pages, it is impossible to know the whole picture of that set of swordsmanship, only knowing that it is the most powerful sword of the Mohist school. When the ink sword comes out, it sweeps the world, it is a domineering and invincible swordsmanship.

It's just a branch, and the two obviously didn't use internal strength. They were purely gestures, and they had already brought out such a momentum...

That is definitely the Mohist sword technique!

The two people in the field stopped and looked at the door that had been pushed open. Old Man Mo froze for a while, opened the door, and looked at Ye Po with a smile.

Ye Xi and Ye Po Ying Jiu practiced for more than two hours every day. Traveling outside is good. No one pays attention to them in the mountains and forests. After coming back from outside today, the two of them rose up and thought of women. They don’t get up so early and feed on the field. They only take the branches, and the internal strength is useless.

I didn't expect Old Man Mo to wake up so early...

Yes, his life here is completely environmentally friendly in ancient times. He goes to bed early and wakes up naturally.

"Young man, are you a descendant of the Mo family?" With excitement, Old Man Mo almost stumbled when he crossed the threshold, or Ye Po rushed over to hold him, and then he stabilized his body and asked with his arm.

Mo... Ye Po looked back at Eyeshadow Nine, Mo Leilei's surname is Mo, and this master is also surnamed Mo, is there still Mo family here?

"What is the relationship between the master and the Mo family?" Ying Jiu stepped forward and asked. He was with Yan Qi and Ling Qingyu when he got the Mo family classics, and he naturally knew the origin of those classics.

"Hey, I'm ashamed to say that I'm a descendant of the Mo family." Master Mo sighed and stared at Ye Po said, "Are you using the Mo family sword technique, right? Which one do you have? We still have the inheritance of the Mo family. Stay?"

"Sorry, Master Mo, I'm not from the Mo family. I just learned the secrets of the Mo family sword technique. The secrets were obtained from a cave." Ye Po helped Old Man Mo to sit down and whispered.

"The cave was left by the descendants of the Mo family thousands of years ago. They also left a book saying that the outside world was in chaos. They followed the family motto of the Mo family and went out to save people, and then they never came back." Ying Jiu stepped forward.

"So, is the cave still there?" Old Man Mo asked further: "Is there nothing else? Only the sword technique?"

The cave is naturally still there, and there are many gold jewels in it, but I don’t know here. The classic art of war from the cave was given to Yang Zhaoheli, and the law of the mechanism was given to Huang Jing Zhoutan and the others, but they are all over there. , Did not bring over...

Ye Po and Ying Jiu looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

"The cave was destroyed a long time ago. I only had to take a secret book at the time. I didn't have time to escape, so I didn't take anything else." Yan Qi and Ying Thirteen walked out of the forest and said.

"Hey, what a pity!" Old Man Mo sighed, patting his legs, "How valuable is my Mo family heritage, why did you only use this sword technique?"

"Because it went smoothly, I was lying on the side table when I was escaping, so I only took the one." Yan Qi smiled faintly.

Holding his heart and sighing for a long time, after turning Yan Qi over and over again for half an hour, Old Man Mo said to Ye Po: "Anyway, since you have learned my Mohist sword art, you should know the principles of my Mohist school."

"Master, please say." Ye Po sat down respectfully and said.

"First, you must do things with a clear conscience, and you must not do things that are sorry for your conscience. Second, be kind to others and avoid greed. You have such a powerful force to help others, not to harm others. Third, the great road is in the sky. Everything we do is watched by the sky. There is cause and effect. Whether you do good or bad things, there will be retribution."

Uh, speaking of it, isn't it the same thing...

Ye Po smiled faintly, and said: "Per doing things, he has always been ashamed of his heart. As long as I don’t do anything to my master, I won’t do anything to others. I will naturally help when I can help others. Retribution..." As long as she is fine, he I don't care.

"Are you honoring her as your master?" Old Man Mo asked after a long pause.

Ye Po laughed, and Yan Qi said next to him: "In our family, the woman is the boss, and we are the masters of the wife."

Uh! What does this mean? Don't bully the elderly! Old Man Mo started to mess up again.