Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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Yun Chujiu snorted coldly and pointed at another Mo family who shouted with joy:

"And you, you just said that I am not worthy of patriarch?"

The man also swiftly prostrate to the ground: "I just got mad, so nonsense, in fact, in my heart, you are the best candidate for the patriarch, except for you, no one can be the Patriarch of the Mo family.

Several other Mo family members who had just ridiculed and ridiculed were also lying on the ground, expressing their joy to Yun Chujiu's successor.

The head of the Mo clan looked at these fast-changing kinsmen, and they were full of contempt, and they didn't have any guts, which was really disgraceful!

The rest of the Mo family saw that some of the thorns had already softened, and naturally they dared not say anything. They all obediently greeted the newly baked patriarch Jiu Xingli.

Yun Chujiu nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "To celebrate my appointment, everyone rested for three days, no need to go to work."

Everyone was stunned for a while, and then deafened cheers.

You know, the Mo family has almost no time to rest. I did n’t expect this new patriarch to give them three days off as soon as they took office.

The Patriarch of the Mo, well, it should be called Mo Guanshi now, bowed and said:

"Patriarch, every half a month, the workshop will come to collect our mission materials, and a few days will be the day to hand in the mission, but whether it is the charm beads or the amount of various herbs is not enough. I ’m afraid it ’s not good to go to work! "

Everyone in the Mo family is like being poured into a pot of cold water, and their heads are dropped in frustration. Yeah, if you do n’t go to work, you will definitely be punished if you ca n’t hand in your tasks.

Yun Chu narrowed his eyes: "Everything is supported by me, although you rest. It's all gone, ink management, you come with me."

Everyone heard Yun Chujiu say this. Although they were a bit worried, who would take a rest who would go to work? !

After everyone was gone, Yun Chujiu returned to the shell house with ink management.

As soon as he came in, Mo Guanshi shouted angrily: "Patriarch, what I said just now is true, absolutely not alarmist.

If the mission is not completed, those people will use this as an excuse to let the Mo family go to mine the ice wall.

The temperature near the ice wall is extremely low, and if you fail to do so, you will die. "

Yun Chujiu narrowed his eyes: "Will you be fined to mine the ice wall? Is the ice wall mining just to get the body of Warcraft inside to feed the golden clam?"

Ink management: "..."

"The tribe, the patriarch, that is the messenger of Jinbei, the messenger of Poseidon."

Yun Chujiu pouted: "The name is so grandiose, and it can't hide the fact that it's a big clam. You haven't answered my question, is the ice wall mining just to feed it?"

Mo Guanshi nodded: "The corpses of the Warcraft obtained by the nobles were indeed fed to the Jinbei messenger, so as to get the instructions of Poseidon."

Yun Chujiu sneered in his heart, a big clam with chicken feathers as arrows, but it would be a blessing.

"How much material do you have to turn in every half month?"

"Three thousand enchanted pearls, five thousand Luodian grasses, one thousand red-footed shellfish, one thousand pair of thick-backed shrimp ..."

Yun Chujiu listened to the long list of tasks in Mo Guanshi's mouth, and sighed in his heart, no wonder that Monu had to be busy from early in the morning until late at night, and it would be impossible to complete these tasks if it was not working day and night.

After the ink management had finished the tasks and materials, Yun Chujiu glanced at him: "Can these materials be turned into charm beads and turned over?"