Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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The old man of Nine Fingers asked curiously: "Are you sure you have a way to destroy the sword market?"

"Neimen disciples have an opportunity to summon the ancient sword spirit once a year, and I may be able to make some damages when the time comes, so that the sword spirits in the sword ruin will go on their own.

But listening to what you say, even if I destroy a sword ruin, I am afraid it will have limited effect, so let's talk about it later. Yun Chujiu said with some disappointment.

Jixie said busy: "Don't ah, destroy one or the other, it's a lot!"

Besides, what this wick said is not necessarily right. Maybe you destroyed a sword market, and the eight wilderness dragons are broken. "

Yun Chujiu said irresponsibly, cut off the spiritual connection with the old man of Nine Fingers, and practiced for a while before resting.

From the next day, Heixingjiu began his inner life.

Compared with the outer door, the inner door has many advantages.

For example, you can receive certain cultivation materials every month.

Usually ten days later, the elders of the cabinet lecture the Fa, and once a month, the elders of the cabinet lecture the Fa.

The inner bookcase is much larger than the outer bookcase, and the book collection is more abundant.

Even the food in the dining hall is much more refined than the outside door, and the price is not particularly expensive.

She thought Elder Yin would make some small movements, but she did not expect Elder Yin to be as if she had died, and there was no movement.

Heixingjiu did not dare to take it lightly, because she felt that Elder Yin must be holding back the big move.

On this day, when Yun Chujiu was practicing in the room, the sound of Fuzhuan shuddered.

Yun Chujiu took it out and saw that it was the voice calligraphy that Mo Xiao gave Qi Wu to Qi Wu.

She once forgot the thigh, but forgot about this matter, she is now a man.

Rudder Master Jiu immediately dived into the fujian seal, heard Qi Wu said excitedly:

"Master Rudder, I am Qiwu, no, I am Mowu. Your great grace, I have no teeth to forget, I will be yours in the future!

As long as you give a command, I will go all out even if I go there. "

Mowu's excitement and gratitude are both true, and the ranks of alien demons are strict. Many positions can only be held by nobles. Even if he dreamed, he didn't expect that he could still be a deacon.

"Mowu, I really saw you right, as long as you do it well, what is a small deacon ?! In the future I will be promoted, and the position of the rudder master is yours!

By the way, I ask you, how many people are assigned to our ninth point rudder? "

Mowu said in a huff: "Five or five hundred people."

Yun Chujiu frowned, and there were not a few hundred people. Why did Mowu seem to stop talking?

"Any questions?"

Mo Wu sighed: "The helm master, the five hundred people assigned to us are either old or low-cultivated, all of them are soldiers who are not wanted by the rudder."

Yun Chujiu had expected this. A famous helm owner who was not in the territory was naturally excluded, and the big fat sheep in Moxiao didn't fully trust her, so she would not assign elite to her.

Yun Chujiu rolled his eyes: "It doesn't matter. The people in this world have no absolute genius and waste. Perhaps our people who are at the helm are lower than them, but we can surpass them in other ways.

You have trained them well during this time. In short, you must be absolutely loyal to me. If you have a double heart, drive it out directly. If someone blames me, push it directly to me. "