Trafford’s Trading Club

"Wow! Is this Mount Tai!"

Putting her hands on her eyebrows, she tried her best to look at the train. However, she had just gotten off the train, and now she was still on the platform. Luo Pian Ting was already showing excitement.

As people came and went in a hurry, Long Xiruo looked at the little butterfly with some sadness. He chose to take her with him in the first place, not so much so that she could protect him, but so that she could help him deal with something. After all, in her current appearance, there are many things that are not convenient for her to come forward directly.

only……

This guy basically regarded this incident as a trip, right? She worked so hard to tell Luo Pianqi about this trip to Mount Tai on the train, so he probably had forgotten about it a long time ago.

But...what's going on with these breasts?

Every time he saw it, Long Xiruo had a feeling of being amazed, especially after wearing this dress, it looked particularly foul.

"Speaking of which, I've never seen this dress before? When did you buy it?" Long Xiruo asked curiously.

"This dress?" Luo Pianting blinked, stretched out her hand to pull up the hem of the skirt, slightly raised the lace inside, and said with a smile: "Sister Zijun gave it to me!"

"Oh." Long Xiruo didn't think much, he was just complaining in his heart... That brat ran away without saying a word.

But...how could this damn girl find such suitable clothes? Could it be said that before Little Butterfly broke through the level, she had already encountered this situation?

These breasts...

"Lord Long!"

Quietly, a cold voice appeared behind Long Xiruo and Luo Pianqing. Long Xiruo was fine, but Little Butterfly was startled, looked around in panic, and nervously grasped her palms.

"Don't be nervous, it's a ghost baby." Long Xiruo whispered.

"Ah? Mr. Ghost Baby?"

"This is the special ability of his family. You can think of it as an ability similar to invisibility." Long Xiruo said simply and walked directly outside the platform. Luo Pianying could only follow quickly. , but still trying to see if he could discover the existence of the ghost baby, looking nervous.

Long Xiruo was not walking fast at this time, but lowered his voice and said, "What's going on with Mount Tai now?"

Gui Ying's voice rang out at this time, "It's very chaotic. Taking this as an opportunity, the monastic community and the demon clan suddenly started fighting, but there was no movement from the court. There is currently no favoritism and no intention to intervene."

Long Xiruo said calmly: "They are eager to use this to consume the strength of both parties. Although the demon clan has signed an agreement with the founder of the country, after so many years, there are always some people who have objections to the original agreement."

As she said that, she suddenly sneered, "It seems that the Taoist community can't sit still. Do you plan to take this opportunity to give the demon clan a good beating? It seems that the suppression over the years has almost reached the point where everything must be reversed. .”

Ghost Shadow said slowly: "The Prime Minister also said that there are many demon clans who are dissatisfied with the Taoist world, and something will happen sooner or later. This time the inheritance of Emperor Dongyue is suspected to have appeared, which just gives an opportunity."

Long Xiruo frowned, "Gui Qianyi said on the phone that the person who received the order is missing?"

"Yes." Guiying said quickly: "That person is the successor of Huazhen Tao, and his master is Yang Taizi. And he himself is a little guy who has just entered the Tao, and his strength is very weak. In addition, the one who disappeared with him, There is also a successor of Longhu Mountain’s Celestial Master Tao.”

"Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Tao?" Long Xiruo was stunned, "Zhang Daoling's Taoism..."

If I become an immortal in that year, the world will be at peace!

A sonorous and powerful voice suddenly sounded in her heart... Long Xiruo smiled slightly and whispered: "The kid from back then is no longer here..."

"Lord Long?" Guiying's confused voice came.

Long Xiruo shook his head and said: "It's nothing, I just remembered an old friend... Take me to see Gui Qianyi. He was quite anxious on the phone and had to ask me to come to explain in detail. Do you know what happened? whats the matter?"

"I don't know, I don't know." Gui Ying's words were filled with worry. "During this period, Lord Turtle has not gone out. He has locked himself up, and his subordinates are also worried. This time, there is a turbulent undercurrent in Mount Tai, and people from the imperial court are looking for him. Several times in our Xuanyuan Palace, Lord Turtle has also disappeared due to physical illness."

With that said, Long Xiruo and Luo Pianying had already walked out of the train station together. To Luo Pianqing's surprise, she suddenly couldn't hear Gui Ying's voice, but when she looked ahead, a black car had parked in front of her.

As for the ghost baby, he had already appeared, wearing a dark black suit and even a driver's hat. He opened the car door and was about to greet the two of them.

"Mr. Ghost Baby?" Luo Pianying exclaimed in surprise. Although the face is the same, the appearance has changed so much!

Although he didn't have much contact with the ghost baby, it was obvious that the gatekeeper of the Paradise Bar had a deep impression on Luo Pianxing.

In the impression, the ghost baby is wearing clothes with many nails, even earrings on the nostrils, and colorful hair... But at this moment, the ghost baby looks so gentle, and his skin looks even more pale , rather like a noble prince.

Guiying said calmly at this time: "After all, I am going to attend Taishan's meeting, so I just paid attention to what I was wearing. Is there any problem?"

"No...no." Luo Pianqing shook her head quickly.

Still the same awe-inspiring look... Luo Pianying walked into the back of the car lightly, and then gave Long Xiruo a hand.

"Mr. Guiying, where are we going now?" Luo Pianying asked curiously.

Guiying turned around from the driving position and said, "Go to the Shuanglong Pond. Xuanyuan Palace has its own property there. Okay, please sit tight, I'm going to drive."

“Ohhh…wow!!”

This is simply a racing car! !

…

Sitting cross-legged in the simple room, Momo began to recover from his injuries. Thanks to the wound medicine that the woman surnamed Qin applied to him, his wounds have healed, and his meridians have also recovered a lot after the past few days of cultivation. His strength has been restored to about 30%, which can be regarded as a natural improvement. ability to protect.

After saying goodbye to the mysterious woman named Qin that day, he carried Zhan'er on his back to find a way out. When he finally found a village, he realized that he was at least 60 kilometers away from the place where he fell off the cliff. No wonder he didn't meet those Taoist or demon clans all the way out. It seemed that she was also the woman. Moved myself and Zhan'er out.

Momo quickly found a local family named Wang, which seemed to be a very simple village name. He made an excuse, then withdrew some money to pay the fee, and settled down temporarily in this family's home.

Zhan'er still showed no sign of waking up.

At this time, the owner of this family suddenly knocked on the door outside and brought some food. This man's name is Wang Dashun, a farmer from Hondo Bala. He has only one son at home. He attends classes in a high school outside and will only come back during holidays.

"Brother! My mother-in-law made some millet porridge! It's inconvenient for your friend to wake up and eat, so give him some millet porridge!" Wang Dashun opened the door and walked in with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Wang." Mo Mo took it gratefully.

In this environment where everyone is surrounded by enemies and encounters kindness from an ordinary person, Mo Mo feels that sooner or later both the Taoist world and the demon clan will find him, and then he is afraid that the family will be affected.

"Brother Wang, I plan to leave tonight." Mo Mo said while feeding Zhan'er millet porridge and looking at Wang Dashun.

"So fast? You can stay a few more days! It doesn't matter!" Wang Dashun said quickly: "Weren't you also injured? I saw blood all over your body that day..."

"I'm almost healed." Mo Mo said casually: "Besides, there's no other way my friend can't wake up. I plan to send him to a hospital in the provincial capital to have a look."

"That's right." Wang Dashun nodded, and then said: "Well, it's not convenient to go out here. There is only a minibus from outside in a few days. Let me contact you and see if there is any other way? "

"Thank you, Brother Wang!" Mo Mo nodded, "By the way, Brother Wang, can you answer your phone so I can use it? I have been missing for some time and have not reported to my family that I am safe."

"Take it."

Naturally, it's not a high-end mobile phone. I'm afraid it's just a knockoff that costs a few hundred yuan, but it's enough for making calls. Wang Dashun wisely went out.

Momo thought for a while, then dialed a number. His cell phone had already been destroyed by him before he fled, otherwise he would have been exposed to the supervision of others.

There are also many rules and regulations in the Taoist world in China. For example, every member of the Taoist world needs to register with a special government agency, and also needs to install a special location on their mobile phones. The system also receives phone calls from that organization from time to time.

At this time, Momo naturally would not intend to obey this rule and report to the people of that organization. He just felt that if such a big thing happened, he needed to inform his master, so as not to worry him. In addition, Yang Taizi also needed to explain.

But when he started to dial his master's mobile phone number, he suddenly stopped... If the mobile phone of his master or senior Yang Taizi was directly monitored over there, I am afraid that a simple signal source would be able to find his current location. Bar?

Even if his master and senior Yang Taizi come forward, I'm afraid they won't be able to resist those guys who have gone crazy for the opportunity and are like vicious dogs attacking their prey. What's more, if these two old people are implicated...

Mo Mo smiled bitterly, and finally put Wang Dashun's phone aside without using it. He looked at Zhan'er on the bed and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You guy, you sleep so soundly."

He shook his head and sighed, then took the millet porridge cooked by Wang Dashun's wife, put some on a spoon, then brought it to his mouth and blew it gently for a few times, then brought it to Zhan'er's mouth, and fed it carefully stand up.

"Eat it. I don't know if I will have the chance to eat again in the future. It's better to die of hunger than to die of hunger."

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Just across the street, it's heaven and hell.

What’s interesting in this city is that no matter whether they are rich or poor, they can live in a location like Mid-Levels. If it were placed in other developed cities, ordinary people who are neither rich nor wealthy would not be able to live there.

But obviously this is not the case in Rio.

A simple bungalow next to the luxurious villas of the rich.

About a few decades ago, a large number of retired soldiers in this country not only did not receive preferential treatment from the country after their return, but also faced the terrifying problem of unemployment. They have no source of income, not even their own land.

However, this country also had strange policies at that time. For example, if you built a house here, then the land belonged to you.

A large number of retired soldiers, as well as people wandering from other places, began to choose to build their own homes in such prime locations. Two-story, three-story, and even one-story houses are springing up like mushrooms after a spring rain, quickly occupying these golden places with unparalleled sea views.

But of course there are not many entertainment facilities in the slums built in this way. At best, they are small parks or simple football fields built by the gangs that control the major slums.

Luo Qiu discovered that the umbrella carried by the maid would no longer be usable because another large piece of dark clouds came to the beach.

Youye has a habit of arranging flowers in the club lobby. Before coming to this city, where Luo Qiu originally lived, the maid had her own flower shop that she usually went to.

But when I get here, I'm afraid I need to find another hotel. Although my time in Rio this time won't be too long.

"This flower shop seems nice."

Of course not in the slums, but on the other side of a street, the territory of the rich. The flower shop is a white house as a whole, with many South American flower species displayed outside. The species commonly seen in Luoqiu are rarely seen here.

"You choose, I'll take a look at it." Luo Qiu smiled. He rarely studied flowers if it wasn't necessary.

Seeing Youye walk up to the flower shop owner and ask, Luo Qiu began to look at the varieties available here.

He walked curiously to a plate of plants with the name 'Brazilian Iris' written on it. Looking at the white jade-colored flowers and leaves and butterfly-like blue petals, he had some intention of buying it.

"This Brazilian iris has another name, the jade butterfly."

Boss Luo turned around.

It was a man wearing a dark blue casual suit, who looked about less than thirty years old. As the man spoke, he walked up to the pot of plants, smiled, looked at Luo Qiu, and suddenly asked: "Chinese?"

The man also had an oriental face, and he took the initiative to ask questions in the native language of the Chinese people.

Boss Luo nodded with a smile and said casually: "Yes, I'm here for a few days. Hello, my name is Luo Qiu."

"Traveling? This is not a good choice." The man also smiled, but also extended his hand, "Hello, my name is Song Haoran. I am very happy to meet you, my compatriot."

Compatriots naturally refer to the same people who are descendants of Yan and Huang.