71. Chapter 71 The antidote is sold to you at a discount!
Qing Yan, who had always been calm, said consciously, "My lord, my subordinates will go out first."
"My godfather won't give Xiaobao such worthless things!" Mu Xiaobao's short legs couldn't reach the ground, dangling in the air, "This is a gift from Xiaobao's teammates!"
"Teammate?" A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
"He was one of Xiaobao's teammates who robbed the rich and helped the poor, but he was always only responsible for giving out props and took 50% afterwards." Speaking of this, Mu Xiaobao was a little sad. But after a while, he thought of something else and said happily.
, "Fortunately, Xiaobao now has a new team member who does not receive commission!"
Does his son like to rob the rich and give to the poor?
"I didn't expect you to care about the world at such a young age." There was a little bit of emotion in his tone that was hard to detect, "It seems you have great ambitions."
"Really?" Mu Xiaobao blinked. It was the first time he heard someone comment on him like this, "Why does Dabao often say that I am not tall enough?"
"Dabao is your mother's nickname?" Mo Jiuling suddenly thought of that woman.
Mu Xiaobao pointed a finger at him, "Shh, don't let her hear it. That's the stage name Xiaobao gave her. If someone calls her that, she'll get angry!"
The other party chuckled very faintly.
Mu Xiaobao raised his head, "Uncle, how much are you going to offer? If it's too much, Dabao won't be able to part with it, and you'll lose more than you gain!"
His tone carried an incomprehensible meaning, "You mean, she won't want you anymore if she can't bear it?"
"Uncle, let's discuss it." Mu Xiaobao smiled harmlessly and innocently, "I promise I won't cheat you! I'll also sell you the antidote at a discount!"
Sell it to him at a discount?
"If there is no antidote..."
Mu Xiaobao glanced at his hand sympathetically, "Then it will turn into a pig's hand. Although it is not edible, it will look similar. If uncle doesn't like the shape by then, the only option is to chop off the hand...
…Uncle, your style is so cool, it’s a pity that you don’t have hands!”
"My lord." The door reopened and Qing Yan whispered, "The secret sentries have been killed."
He suddenly raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.
Mu Xiaobao held his face with his two fat paws, looked at them with wide eyes, and said nothing.
"However, she has been lured into a trap."
Mo Jiuling glanced sideways at Mu Xiaobao, who was still calm, and raised her voice slightly, "Stare at him."
After Mu Xiaobao watched the uncle float away with Qinggong, he then looked at the one who was sent to keep an eye on him.
The little brow furrowed in thought, and when the uncle looked over, he immediately showed him a big bright smile, "Uncle, Xiaobao doesn't want to run away!"
Qing Yan remained silent, closed the door, and stood guard at the door like a door god.
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When entering Yunlai Xiaozhu, Mu Lingbo was wet all over.
This poor place is surrounded by water on all sides. Whether she goes there by Qinggong or by boat, her goal is not that big.
Only by passing under water can we be slightly hidden through the thick fog at night.
So she stretched a hollow reed out of the water to breathe, and quietly approached from under the water.
When she broke in, as she expected, there weren't many guards here.
Xia Houyan said that this person's whereabouts are very strange, his identity is a mystery, and he is not a resident of Lijing at all. There is no way he can bring a group of people here with him.
Most of the rooms inside had their doors open and lights on. There were layers of curtains like a maze. She walked around for a long time before entering the central hall.
