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Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Seven: For No Books, No Fat (Seeking a Monthly Ticket~ What!)

"Ignorance child, I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick!" Mi Chu's eyes were full of rage, and the letter turned into paper scraps flying in the sky, frightening the butler in the middle hall to make him shudder.

"Why do you have to be angry at the young master?" The left envoy Yan Lingzhen advised to the angry Mi Chu: "The young man always likes to have some verbal disputes, but he doesn't know who he will offend. Tang Luo is hiding in the sect office, and we have no choice but to do anything about him, but his property in Xiling cannot hide in the sect office!"

Unlike the Prince's Mansion, the Beast King Curie lived in all the warriors from Mi Chu who were recruited by him. He looked down on any trajectory strategy at all, so even the Beast King Curie's strategists were all martial artists, and the short ones were tall. Over time, Yan Ling Realm became Mi Chu's first aide and beast envoy.

Hearing this advice, Mi Chu took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, turned his head and said in confusion: "Tang Luo still has any industry in Xiling?"

"That's true." Yan Lingjing explained: "Young Master, you don't know yet. The loyal business that caused a lot of controversy a few days ago was controlled by Tang Luo behind the scenes."

In just one month, the farm tools market was monopolized. The loyal business at that time was unparalleled in Xiling. The trees were so beautiful that the forest wind would destroy them. The rest of the farm tools business in Xiling could not be able to dominate the rest of the farm tools business, so dozens of shopkeepers jointly invited shopkeeper Gong to the banquet, wanting to get a share of the pie, but in the end, there was no Gong Zheng, but only a Tang Luo nameplate.

From then on, Xiling finally knew where this sudden loyal business was, and the Hongmen Banquet, which was held by dozens of shopkeepers, was left unresolved.

Perhaps for other young men in Xiling, the word Tang Luo alone is a golden signboard, which can even be used as a magic card for warding off evil spirits. But for Mi Chu, the other party is just a second-generation genius who is ten years apart, not to mention that there is no news yet that the genius of Xiling has awakened his bloodline, so how could Mi Chu take him seriously?

Just as I was about to let someone slap the loyalty of the business, I saw the gatekeeper crossing the door and running to the central hall, and said to the people in the house: "Young Master, the frame of the young master Shen is outside the door, and I said there is something important to see."

"Mishin? He doesn't stay in the new city, why are he here?" Michu frowned and was puzzled, but he still said to the butler in the middle hall: "Please come in."

The two beasts sat down and looked at each other, finally turned their eyes to Mi Chu and asked, "Young Master, do we need to retreat first?"

"No need." Mi Chu sat on the tiger head stool and replied lazily: "He came to find me what secrets can I have. If there is any secrets, this young patriarch would not come to my mansion. You should be content with peace of mind."

After a while, the manager led the floating clothes of Mishin into the central hall. The handsome young man with bright starry eyes bowed to Mi Chuyaoyao, who was sitting upright in the central hall and said, "Brother Chu, long time no see, don't be fine!"

In terms of identity, Mishen is the young leader of the Mi family. Mi Chu is just a soldier in the family and has not yet served, but the latter has not given the former any face at all. He even owes the gift to him when he stands up and returns. Mi Chu lazily bows and says, "It's okay, the young leader, please find a place to sit by yourself."

It seemed as if he had become accustomed to Mi Chu's contempt. Mishin didn't think he was at all. He sat down at him with two beasts and nodded slightly, and then sat down at the nearest guest seat.

Before the tea was served, Mi Chu asked again: "What's the matter with the young clan leader coming this time?"

His attitude was cold and kept people from thousands of miles away. He just wanted to finish his questions quickly and dismiss Mishin, which was worse than that of the brothers in ordinary clans.

And Mishin also knew why this clan brother was so resentful to him, and sighed and said, "During that New City turmoil, there were several peaks of the peak of the garrison who had hidden cultivation in the southwest of the Sixth Team. Xiaohe's death is that Brother Yu, I'm sorry to you."

The relationship between the two was as close as a mirror. When Mi Chu went out to perform a mission, he entrusted his retainers to Mishen and asked him to give him some training. Without thinking too much at the time, Mishen blocked Chu He into the garrison army in Xincheng, which could be taken care of. Unexpectedly, when the riot was caught, the defense line was instantly broken, and several warriors were killed, including Chu He. Since then, Mi Chu has never given him a good face. Sometimes he met in the sect and did not say hello. He thought that after time, the other party had already calmed down, but now it seems that it is still far from it.

"Did the young clan leader talk about this??"

When Chu He was mentioned, Mi Chu's face suddenly became gloomy, and even his tone became a little cold: "If it was this matter, there was nothing to talk about, please give me a try!"

Knowing that his clan brother was still unhappy for a while, Mishin said, "This time he came not because of Xiaohe, but the appointment between Brother Chu and Xiao Zhengjiang Lin on the first day of August."

"It seems that the work in Xincheng is not busy enough. Does the young clan leader even have to take care of such trivial matters?" Mi Chuyu was still angry and hugged his chest with his hands and said coldly.

Mishin didn't think it was at all, and said seriously: "Brother Yu wants to tell you that even if he defeated Xiao Zheng, he would not decide whether the painter would stay or not."

"Funny!" Mi Chu stood up with disdain on his face: "Is it still impossible for me to control my Beast King's strength?"

"Of course there is nothing great about a painter." Mishihiro said calmly: "But he has two amazing friends, you have to consider it."

"Ha, besides Xiao Zheng, does he have any origin?" Mi Chu waved his hand and said, "Please tell me, how amazing is his origin!"

He took the word "Great" very seriously, as if he wanted to hear it. In this Xiling realm, how amazing is his son Chu.

The two beast envoys on both sides were also full of disdain. Of course, they did not say to Gongzishen, but to the so-called origin of the painter.

When Mishen heard Mi Chu's words, he knew that the other party had misunderstood and explained: "Xiao Zheng is not an amazing friend. The amazing friend that Brother Yu said is one of the great friends, the genius of Xiling - Tang Luo!"

Even though he was planning to overturn Tang Luo's industry just now, when he heard that the painter was actually Tang Luo's friend, the two beasts froze their faces. Mi Chu, who was still angry, ignored these things and said coldly: "Haha, what's the fear of a child who dared not take the fight and spoke wildly."

"He has another friend." Mishin looked at Mi Chu and said seriously: "The world of Xu's family in Yuanzhou is so good that Xu Lao wins."

Suddenly, the central hall was quiet. Not only were the two beast envoys, but even Mi Chu, who was still crazy just now, froze in the spot.
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