822. Chapter 822 Return of the Martial God Shura 8
"No." Mu Xiaobao looked confused, "Xiaobao has been busy catching bad guys recently, no."
"Xiaobao, don't turn your elbows outward and lie to me secretly." Mo Jiuling narrowed her eyes slightly, "Do you know that I didn't come here empty-handed."
Seeing that the drama of the father threatening his son was about to take place, and it was not a fuel-saving lamp, everyone pricked up their ears.
"What are you going to do..."
"I brought something very valuable." The slightly lowered and tempting voice almost made everyone vomit blood.
Mu Xiaobao's eyes lit up, and he immediately reached out and gave Mo Jiuling's hand a high-five, "Deal!"
Mu Lingbo clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "Do you think I am transparent?"
"...I also brought something very useful!" Mo Jiuling said again, "Isn't an inferior product like the golden silk Qiankun bag not very easy to use? I have better ones."
Xuan Ye appeared out of nowhere with a face full of resentment, "If you think my treasure is inferior, then you should return it!"
Before Mu Lingbo could speak, he heard Long's voice suddenly come out, "Hurry up and change it for me."
Mu Lingbo felt extremely dissatisfied and neglected by his current treatment, and Mu Lingbo was helpless.
But think about it, if she had better storage, she wouldn't throw away so much, and could bring back all the god-level materials in a city.
So he immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, really, you can think about it."
"Cut!!" Ye Beiling couldn't help it. Do you need to be morally responsible? At least you can hold on a little longer.
"And by the way, there are also things you didn't finish before, so I took them as well." Mo Jiuling added.
Mu Lingbo's eyes lit up, and he thought of the one that came out.
"Deal!" decisively and without hesitation.
So now the eyes looking at Mo Jiuling have gradually changed. As the Shura Martial God who has returned with strength, what kind of trouble is it for such a strong master to take advantage of others? He has to rely on inducements for women and sons. Don't you feel that your life is a failure?
Mo Jiuling raised his eyes and glanced coldly, obviously none of these good things could happen to anyone else.
So those who wanted to complain could only complain silently in their hearts.
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It's just a moment of relaxation, but everyone knows that there isn't much free time.
After the priests of the temple are released, Shenzong will soon know the situation here, and then Holy Land City will not continue to sit still and wait for death.
Yes, they have thirteen unicorns and the bloodline inheritors of the Shura Martial God, but what they have to face is the entire Shenglin City.
Mo Jiuling didn't care much. At this critical moment, he only stared at Nan Chaoyang, "Gate to the Ghost Realm, what can you do?"
Ye Beiling couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "When did this happen?"
"Can he open the door to the ghost realm?" For Xia Houyan, nothing is more important now than opening the door to the ghost realm. "This warrior, you might as well tell me what you can do. No matter how much money you have, you can do it."
Nan Chaoyang frowned and glanced at Xia Houyan, "I want your Cang Yao's money to go to waste!"
"Then what do you want?"
"I've always been the only one to ask others what they want. Who are you? How can you say that to me?" Nan Chaoyang didn't know Xia Houyan when he was in Suicheng, but he only regarded him as a person in charge of food and housing.
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Mo Jiuling stared at him, "After the disappearance of the Holy Lord, you were the most qualified and status person in the ghost realm. If you were still in the ghost realm at that time, you must be the one who closed the door to the ghost realm. So don't tell
