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Chapter 1837 Apologize(1/2)

The sword energy spreads, dividing the clouds in the sky into two.

The invisible force stimulates, blocking all the obstacles of external forces.

Chu Liuyue took the sword neatly and fell down lightly.

Cen Yi bowed his head slightly:

"The master took action himself, it was indeed extraordinary."

Chu Liuyue raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

"I know if you take action, you may not be inferior to me. If this happens, there is no need to say more."

Cen Yi insisted:

"What Cen Yi said is the truth."

Chu Liuyue smiled, too lazy to bother with him.

Cen Yi has been with her for many years and doesn't talk much on weekdays.

It was rare that he praised this once, and Chu Liuyue also enjoyed it very much.

She weighed the Chixiao Sword in her hand.

As her strength continues to increase, she is becoming more and more proficient in using the Chixiao Sword.

She looked up.

In the sky, the sword energy she left behind had formed a huge barrier.

This should be enough to support it for a while.

Chu Liuyue let out a sigh of relief.

This feeling of gradually becoming stronger...

It's really - cool!

Finally, the fifth thunder fell down without the influence of other forces!

......

Mo Jianmen.

Three three came out of the side door.

A middle-aged man was also following him.

Sansan stood still, bowed respectfully, and said with a smile:

"Deputy Master, it is already a great honor for San to come and see him off in person. Please stay!"

Mo Yun was burly and was so powerful that he was not angry when he just stood there.

Hearing this, he laughed.

"Boss San, you are too polite to say this! I know that things are urgent recently, which makes you quite embarrassed. Especially this Rong Lingcao, it doesn't mean that there is anything. The people below were offended before, so please don't mind if you want it!"

Sansan hurriedly said:

"I dare not, don't dare! San can have today, all of them rely on the Mo Jian Sect. Originally, the servant below didn't understand the rules, so he had a fuss... I didn't expect it to alarm you..."

Mo Yun patted San San's shoulder and smiled loudly.

"Boss San, don't worry, you are a distinguished guest of my Mojian Sect. If they hurt your people, how can there be no punishment?"

As he said that, he turned his head slightly.

"Come here! I will present the apology to Boss Three!"

The servant who followed behind him quickly stepped forward and brought the wooden box that had been prepared long ago.

San San glanced at it.

In fact, he noticed this thing from the beginning.

But I didn't expect that this was an apology to him?

He was about to push him back, but he felt that the hand on his shoulder suddenly had a little more force.

"Boss San, this represents my willingness and sincerity in Mo Jianmen's continued cooperation with you. You must accept it!"

Sansan's round face trembled slightly, and he immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"This is San's honor! Since that's the case, San will be disrespectful!"

After saying that, he took the wooden box over.

Mo Yun was obviously satisfied with his answer and took his hand back.

"Boss San is a cheerful person. There is something that needs to be discussed with you. Recently, Mo Jian Sect has recruited more disciples and consumes a lot of medicinal materials, so... from the next month, this number will become twice as many as before. Boss San, is it okay?"

Sansan's eyelids twitched hard.

He knew that something abnormal would happen!

Mo Yun has always been extremely arrogant to him, and his eyes are so eager to grow on his head. How could he talk to him in such a tone?

What's more, Mo Jianmen had injured people in his pharmacy several times before, but he had never expressed any expression, let alone such a solemn apology and apology.

It turns out... I'm waiting to kill him again!

Double...

How much does that cost!

Sansan's heart was bleeding with pain.

He said in a bit embarrassingly:

"Deputy Master, this... is San's honor to be able to contribute a meager power to the Mo Jian Sect. But twice... San really can't take it out! This--"

Mo Yun's smile faded.

"Boss San still feels embarrassed?"

Three and three choked, and they started to curse themselves in their hearts.

It's more than just a dilemma!

It's simply too difficult, okay?

This time, the merging spirit grass was just collected by him!

It will be twice as long in the future...

Where can he do it?

But he naturally did not dare to say these words, and his smile became more and more humble.

"Don't get me wrong with the deputy leader! San is really focused on you! But twice is really much, even if you empty San's family, you really don't have it! You see, if it's so easy to get it out, you won't make a fuss two days ago... "

Mo Yun stared at him until Sansan was sweating all over her body, and then she felt relieved.

"Then... add half a dozen more! Is this OK?"

Sansan's heart was still bleeding, but she knew that there was no room for bargaining.

He had no choice but to smile and respond.

"Okay! Don't worry, San will definitely go through fire and water in the future, and he will never refuse!"

Mo Yun's expression became a little better, and he gave a few more words to finally let Sansan go.

......

Sansan carried the wooden box and returned to Yue Mansion alone.

"Brother Third, are you back?"

As soon as he entered the door, Yu Jiu came up to meet him.

"How is it, is it okay?"

When I returned to my own place and saw my own people, my heart was finally much more stable.

"Yujiu, why are you here? Waiting for me?"

Yu Jiu nodded.

"My master and my elder brother went out and asked me to wait for you here. If there is any news, please notify them in time."

Sansan smacked his lips.

"It's better for my master and brother to treat me!"

This feeling of concern for someone hasn't been around for a long time.

He put down the wooden box, sat down, picked up the tea next to him and started drinking it.

Every time he came out of Mo Jian Gate, he felt that he had walked on the line of life and death, his nervous throat was dry and he felt uncomfortable all over.

After drinking three cups of tea, he finally took a breath and gritted his teeth:
To be continued...
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