No one can be a dog licker

Chapter 247 Freedom to dress

Principal Mowu's Office

Yan Chunqiu looked at the phone that kept ringing wildly and pressed the answer button.

A deep voice came straight to the point with an intimidating tone: "The Lords of the Eight Cities of Nanzhao were all killed by a kid. Was it her doing or was it the God of War Wu Da's instruction? This is very important!"

Yan Chunqiu chuckled: "Nanzhao... Dianqian seems to be there too... The one who died was only the city lord, did that alarm you?"

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then said after a while: "Yan Chunqiu, I am not Yongchang, you can't fool me at will. The league has lost such a big person, what should we do now?"

"Brother Wang, you can't say that. The Emperor's Heart is in your hands now. Shouldn't we all prosper together and suffer together? You also checked the background of that girl. You didn't kill her during the league, but now she's in trouble."

"Trouble? Humph, haven't you done this kind of thing often? Now there are just a few more girls with fake names, and you think it's troublesome?"

"Oh my, but Nanzhao has always been xenophobic and chaotic, and Sun Hou is a scoundrel..."

The person on the other end of the phone was speechless, and after a long while he tiredly said, "What I want is the military power of the entire China, the 'Wu De Si' and the 'Bu Ye Ren' are nothing to be afraid of.

But 'Black Ice Platform' is different from 'Dian Qian'. Wu Shuangcheng is already enough of a headache for me, and the Martial Saint doesn't have much time left. If a disciple of the Martial God appears at this juncture and takes over the position of Qian Shuai, it will be difficult for both you and me.

No matter who is behind her, on the surface she is just a fourth-rank..."

"Okay, as long as she leaves Nanzhao, I will send her off." Yan Chunqiu said with a hint of regret, "Alas, it's a pity that Qingcheng finally gave birth to a little snake, but I can't witness the moment when she becomes a dragon and spreads her wings."

"Oh, did teaching really bring out your compassion for talent? Don't forget, you were the one who killed Sun Xionghong, and you also crippled Lin Zhonghan with your own hands. Do you need me to remind you of anything else?"

"Hahaha, Brother Wang, you are as straightforward as ever."

"'Dianqian' can exist, and the position of Qianshuai can be occupied, but it must not be someone from Wushen Wuda, do you understand?"

After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

"Okay." Yan Chunqiu responded softly, looking at his own skinny hands. The scene of Sun Yinghong staring at him with his pupil-less eyes emerged in his mind, and he couldn't help laughing.

“HAHAHAHA, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!”

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"Are you a cosplayer? You look so cool! Can I add your contact information?"

"Hahaha, sorry, my girlfriend won't let me add anyone else. If she gets angry, it's serious! She'll throw her cello at me."

Mu Qinzao was dressed in a white Taoist robe with a jade crown on his head, and his whisk was cleverly placed across the jade belt around his waist, swaying gently with his steps. He looked like a noble man, as if he had walked out of a painting.

He kept rejecting the girls with a smile and asked for their contact information along the way. Every graceful movement he made made him look like a scumbag.

"Hey! Boyfriend!"

Wu Baitian walked a few steps to Mu Qinzao and patted him on the back with his hand.

Immediately, Mu Qinzao began to cough continuously.

"I'm sorry, my boyfriend is in very poor health and relies on Qi and Blood Pills to keep him going. I can't afford to support him without some family money."

While apologizing to the girl, Wu Baitian stuffed Qi and Blood Pills into Mu Qinzao's mouth.

"Ah! Sorry!"

The girl had originally been very fond of Mu Qinzao, and this fondness had always been full before Wu Baitian arrived. However, at this moment, her fondness for Mu Qinzao suddenly dropped to freezing point.

When she looked at Mu Qinzao's bloodless thin lips again, her eyes changed involuntarily. No wonder he had such an untainted temperament, he was just a gigolo, and his health was not good.

"Hey, that's too much, cough cough cough... How am I weak? Cough cough cough..."

"Yeah, it's true." Wu Baitian didn't even glance at him. "You're dressed up like a butterfly, as if you're afraid that people won't even look at you. Why bother?"

"Ahem! What era is this? You can dress freely, you know? Feed me some Qi and Blood Pills, do you really think you are supporting me? Why do you care so much? Ahem... I will wear it, I am not wanted! What am I afraid of? "

Mu Qinzao coughed and spoke intermittently, and naturally followed Wu Baitian into the back seat of the taxi.

"The front passenger seat is empty!" Wu Baitian had just put the cello backpack from his shoulders onto the seat when Mu Qinzao squeezed in. He curled up and gritted his teeth.

Mu Qinzao ignored him and sat down as if it was a matter of course.

"Hahaha, young people are really affectionate. Where are you going, little sister?"

“Wanxin Road.”

"That's quite far, about 30 kilometers. I'll have to go there too..."

“Ding, 500 yuan has arrived.”

Seeing the driver's expression change, Wu Baitian took out his mobile phone and transferred the money immediately.

"Okay!" The driver started the car immediately and then started chatting again, "Little sister, are you here for a trip? There's actually nothing there. It's been deserted for many years.

There's no point in you going there. Don't think that this is a small county town. There are many fun places. Can I take you there? You gave me so much, I can take you there a few more times!"

"Uncle, she's an artist, she does abstract art!" Mu Qinzao responded to the driver, "I didn't give her much money, just keep it, we are destined to be together."

"I see, my daughter is the same, listening to heavy metal? Or......"

"reached!"

Wu Baitian and Mu Qinzao got out of the car in a hurry. When the driver wanted to remind the young people to be careful, they could no longer see the two of them around.

"Over an hour. He can really talk."

Mu Qinzao stood on a dead branch and looked around. The area around him was very desolate. There were still many farmlands, but everywhere he looked was bare land, without even a slightly tall building.

At this moment, Wu Baitian took out the Dawn and the quiver from the cello bag he carried with him without hesitation. In an instant, the friction between metal and leather made a slight sound, as if breaking the tranquility of this dead land.

At the same time, Mu Qinzao and Wu Baitian seemed to have telepathic connection and suddenly turned their heads to look in the same direction.

Without the slightest hesitation, the two of them dashed towards the direction that was being spied on like an arrow from a bow. Their figures were as fast as lightning, yet silent and without a trace.

Mu Qinzao did not forget to ask Wu Baitian beside him: "First courtesy, then force? Or do I kill you randomly?"

"Why are you so murderous? There aren't so many fights and killings. It's all about human relationships and worldly wisdom."

Wu Baitian glanced at Mu Qinzao with disdain and continued, "Have you been with Dazhuang and the others for so long that you have stopped using your brain?"

"?????"