"Okay, you, you're so pretty! Tell me, where have you been this month?"

Xiao Wu stood up from the side with her hips and said, with great momentum.

"Where can I go? Just take a walk and dig the soil or something. If you meet a little beauty and tease her, life will be so beautiful..."

"Huh... you are no different from that lustful tiger!"

Xiao Wu said disgusted, Tang San smiled bitterly, and the two guys had never stopped together.

"Stop comparing me with him, I'm pure and innocent! I'm still a young man..."

"nausea!"

"You are disgusting, and you also choose this kind of hotel with unique style. Do you want to do something shameful with the mistress while I am away..."

Ling Mo really dared to say anything. After saying this, Xiao Wu blushed! Tang San was speechless and wanted to explain but didn't know what to say.

"Oh, it seems to be really guilty, right?"

"Bah, you're guilty..."

"Why are you blushing if you don't feel guilty?"

There was endless quarrel, and at this time, Tang San said, "Okay, don't argue with you two!"

"Shut up!"

The two of them said in unison, with a very tacit understanding. Tang San was speechless and had a headache.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you, mistress! I'm a little bit away in advance. See you at Shrek Academy tomorrow..."

Leave a word, Ling Mo took the shovel and left.

Ling Mo didn't plan to disturb the good things about them, so it would be better to go out and have a walk.

After leaving the Rose Hotel, Ling Mo carried a shovel and asked around whether there were any powerful nobles in Soto City and where their ancestral graves were buried.

It seems that this guy is really addicted to tomb robbers and digs out other people's ancestral graves everywhere.

"Huh... this person looks familiar, can it be..."

After wandering around for a long time, Ling Mo saw a strange shop. When he walked in, he found a man lying inside, with a sharp-mouthed and monkey cheeks and a vulgar face.

The shoe-horned face is particularly eye-catching, and the most special thing is his eyes, just like the eyes of an eagle.

"Oh, isn't this the old ghost of Flander? Why did I come to his shop..."

After careful examination, Ling Mo confirmed the other party's identity. Yes, he is the dean of Shrek Academy, Flander.

When he walked into the shop, Ling Mo observed carefully for a while and found that there were quite a lot of things in this shop!

However, the only one that is really valuable is a piece of crystal on the table. The piece of crystal belongs to Tang San, and Ling Mo didn't move.

In his opinion, he doesn’t need to snatch Tang San’s things, there is no need for this!

There are so many good things in the world. Isn’t it prove that you are not as good as him by seizing the opportunity to make a fortune by stealing the protagonist?

"Hey, this shovel is good!"

After turning around, Ling Mo's eyes stopped on a shovel on the shelf, and clearly felt a faint soul power coming from the shovel.

This is a broken soul guide, which contains some strange soul power fluctuations.

"This thing should be very fast when digging up a grave, right?" Ling Mo picked up the shovel while muttering.

In the shop, Flander, who was lying on a rocking chair, was immediately frightened when he heard this.

"Damn, where did this guy come from? He digs a grave as soon as he exits?"

His eyes were like torch, staring at Ling Mo's every move. He raised his shovel and waved it, as if he was practicing how to dig a grave.

"Well, it's not bad! Both in terms of power and speed, it has been greatly improved. If you go to dig the ancestral tomb of the Wuhun Hall another day, you should be able to escape before someone discovers..."

Ling Mo said funnyly, yes, he just told Flander on purpose.

As soon as these words came out, Fland almost fell off the rocking chair with a clang.

"This kid! Is that so terrible?"

Flander thought to himself that if this kid really digs the ancestral tomb of the Wuhun Hall, he would probably be buried in it and would never be sold to him.

"Boss, how do you sell this shovel?"

Ling Mo said, and started asking the price directly. Flander continued to lie down, calmed down for a moment, pretending not to hear.

"Hey, that sharp-mouthed monkey-browed man! Didn't you hear me talking?"

He was so angry that when these words were said, Fland was furious, but when he thought of the giant like the Spirit Hall, he was immediately discouraged.

"I'll endure..."

Continuing to pretend not to hear, Fland scolded Ling Mo in his heart. This guy bought a shovel to dig someone's ancestral grave.

It’s okay to dig it, but you won’t even let go of the graves of the level of the Martial Soul Hall! What does he want to do?

If you chase me, you will come down. The Wuhun Palace knows that Ling Mo’s shovel was bought from him, so wouldn’t it be that he would chop him alive?

No, no, I will never pay attention to him. No matter how high the price he offers, he cannot be sold to him.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened he became. Flander was in business for so many years and was intimidated by a stinky brat who was still dry.

"Ignore me? Then I'll take it?"

Ling Mo held back his smile and looked at Flander. He turned his back to him and continued to pretend to be unable to hear.

Good guy, he deliberately ignored Ling Mo. Even if Ling Mo took the shovel away, it had nothing to do with him.

Even if the Wuhun Palace chased him down, he would say that it was stolen by Ling Mo! It was not his business.

"Hello……"

Why did Ling Mo leave so easily? He walked up to take a photo of him. Flander was so angry that he came.

Did this kid do it on purpose? He pretended not to hear and let him go, but he even walked up to take pictures of himself.

"I'll endure..."

Keep pretending to be asleep and can't hear it! Don't bother me.

"I still can't hear it? Is this guy with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek deaf? If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude..."

The smile on Ling Mo's face gradually became presumptuous, while Fland continued to endure it, not knowing what the kid would do next.

Just as soon as he finished speaking, Ling Mo directly searched in Flander's shop, and all the valuable treasures were gone.

Before leaving, Ling Mo shouted, "If you ignore me, I will take these things away?"

Still ignored it, Fland continued to pretend to be asleep, and had already scolded Ling Mo hundreds of times in his heart! This kid did it on purpose.

"Haha, I'm so fucking laughing!"

When Ling Mo walked out of Flander's shop, she laughed so hard that her stomach aches. She almost couldn't breathe and sent it away directly.

Unexpectedly, this unscrupulous businessman also had something to be afraid of!

Just imagine, who dares to provoke forces of the level of the Spirit Hall easily? Even the two empires have to consider them.

Not to mention that Flander is just a little soul saint, what can he use to provoke?

In the whole world, it is estimated that only Tang Hao dares to provoke him. Apart from that, no one dares to ignore the authority of the Wuhun Hall so unscrupulously.

Holding a bunch of treasures in his hand, Ling Mo threw them into the soul guide, and he also had a soul guide in his hand.

It was a small pot in his hand. It was dug when he was robbing the tomb. It was also considered a relatively rare treasure.

It is much more precious than Tang San’s Twenty-Four Bridges Moon Night. At least Tang San cannot pretend to be a living thing, Ling Mo can do it.

This small pot was dug by Ling Mo when he stole an ancient tomb, and that time he almost got buried!

Although it is very dangerous, the harvest is still huge. Ling Mo has stolen hundreds of tombs in recent years, and there are countless treasures!

Although he doesn't know what it is for many things, it can be sold for money! It's worth it.

"Ban Jing will send it to the mistress! That Tangmen hidden weapon is too complicated, I can't do it! Anyway, the hidden weapon he made will score half of me..."

Ling Mo thought about it and decided to send Banjing to Tang San.

After delivering the board crystal to Tang San, Ling Mo found a new hotel to stay in, and waited for Shrek College to recruit students tomorrow!

To be honest, he didn't really want to go to Shrek Academy, but he couldn't resist the master and came here without any help.

Because he didn't know what kind of mutations would appear in his martial soul in the later stage, following the master is the best choice.

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