Trafford’s Trading Club

Almost on the way to the cinema, Mo Xiaofei and the wind chased ahead, Purple Star and the squad leader followed. This class leader is a gentle person. Purple Star is a young lord of the Werewolf tribe. Naturally, there are no problems in the conversation, but we can chat randomly.

“Brother, don't you have to practice today?” Chasing the wind curiously asked.

In the past, Mo Xiaofei basically went back to practice after class, but today he didn't. Instead, he went out shopping in his school uniform.

Mo Xiaofei was quite sour: “I took a week off... otherwise I might not be able to get out. ”

Heard that he got the point of Shinzhou Jinlong and practiced as a student, which is probably the qualification all demons in the demonic world want to rip their heads off. The wind chaser naturally wanted to, but he was only happy with Mo Xiaofei, “Well... Lord Long is a little harsh indeed. But I don't think I've seen Lord Long lately. How is she? ”

If Long Xiaofei told Mo Xiaofei not to reveal what she is doing today, Mo Xiaofei knew it was amazing and naturally wouldn't say much, “It's okay, it's time to go out and collect medicine, it will probably take a while to come back. I've been coached by Lord Xiaolong lately. ”

“Oh, oh.” Chasing the wind nodded, this little dragon, he knew and met once, but didn't know exactly what it was, “by the way, brother, you just said you had something to ask me, what is it? ”

Mo Xiaofei suddenly escaped from the schoolbag the painting of the Lycan warrior's soul painter, helplessly: “You... have you seen this guy lately? The teacher said to let me find this guy as a practitioner. ”

When the wind chased the painting, he watched it carefully. Obviously, he couldn't help Mo Xiaofei.

Mo Xiaowangtian: “Well... you took the opposite. ”

Chasing the wind: "... this painting, good, nice... Sorry, brother, I've never seen it, but I'll pay more attention! ”

Mo Xiaofei shook his head and put this painting away. “Well, let me know if you hear anything, it's okay. ”

No, Mo Xiaofei snuck over the city's night sky in the last few days and nights, tired and dying every night, full of abilities, still can't find anyone with a little connection to the young Lycan owners in this painting. Had it not been for the two warriors in the hospital who insisted that they could sense the Young Master in this city, but could not determine the location of the painting, Mo Xiaofei both had a feeling of wanting to give up.

“Brother, does this guy have any other information? What's his name?” Chasing the wind asked.

Mo Xiaofei thought about it and shook his head. This involves matters within the Greedy Wolf clan. There may be some fighting. In his view, chasing the wind is just a child... even though he is old enough, he is not fit to touch these things, “I just listen to the teacher and look for this guy. ”

Chasing the wind has been walking in the city, and Mo Xiaofei is not obsolete enough to take a chance on his luck, nor is it more real.

“Let's go in line for a ticket, you guys wait here.” Mo Xiaofei smiled and patted the wind on his shoulder, leaving the wind to wait.

Purple Star had time to talk to the wind alone at this time, and she looked at the wind and frowned, “Are these two humans really your friends? ”

Chasing the wind didn't hear the hidden discomfort in Purple Star, he said casually: "Yeah! Brother Mo Xiaofei is the most respected man in my life! If it hadn't been for him, I'd be dead! Grace of life, like reborn parents! ”

Purple Star finally frowned: “You mean… he already knows who your monster is? This human?”

The wind chase, of course: "Yeah, what's so strange about that? Big Brother Fei is still Lord Long's disciple... Shh, but don't tell anyone about this! ”

If Long Xi naturally did not recognize the disciples, it just seemed that the students and disciples did not make any difference in pursuit of the wind.

But the audible purple star doesn't think so.

Where does Lord Longjun exist? Shenzhou's most powerful true dragon, located at the apex of the demonic realm, sets the rules of both realms of the shemale, and all demons dare not to refuse, and only those remote places dare to do some illegal things through the monsters far away from the emperor Mountain Gao, but also dare to sneak around and not go too far.

Dragon King's disciple... the honor of her identity is that she is no better than a wolf lord.

But... but this is clearly a human being? Dragon King of the Demon Nation has taken a human disciple? Even when heard by purple stars, he was stunned at the moment.

She naturally has a set of eyebrow colour detection methods, and chasing the wind is easy to see that it is not a lie. Although there is still a lot of disbelief in my heart, and I feel that there are many unknown fans in it, but it involves the private affairs of Dragon King, and it is not easy to ask.

Wanting her to lead a monstrous tribe like this, but also expensive as a sacrifice, naturally more than ordinary monsters to adhere to this distinct demonic class.

Only Lord Longjun's disciples suddenly appeared... isn't that a coincidence?

In other words, that day, she came to greedy wolf, greedy wolf star appeared, how can such a big move not alarm Dragon King's attention... maybe the adult has found himself, that's why the disciple came out to investigate?

Only that he was seriously injured and degraded to this day, the vulgar wolf is now quiet, even Dragon King is probably unable to find out for a moment... maybe contact this Dragon King's disciple in private.

She didn't want to get involved in this matter with Shinzhou Jinlong. After all, it damages the reputation of the Greedy Wolf clan... but if it did, it would only be smooth.

“Hoo... so risky, I almost ran out of space.” Mo Xiaofei and the squad leader squeezed out of the crowd and handed the ticket over to the wind.

The wind chased it with one hand and brought it over.

Purple Star was slightly more cautious, but his hands picked it up from Mo Xiaofei's hand, and he said positively: “Lord Mo, I appreciate it! ”

“Scared?” Mo Xiaofei stunned, "My lord... you didn't learn to chase the wind, did you? Well, let's not talk about it. Let's go. Here we go! ”

Purple Star nodded his head, and if it was a monster, he could still feel the power of the demon knowing deep and shallow. If it is a guy from Shenzhou monastery, he can also separate the other party's Daoist powers... The problem is not Xiaofei, do not want demonic powers, even Daoist Daoist Daoist power is not, how can he become a dragon king's indoor disciple?

“The adult can't even predict what he's doing.” Purple Star shook his head slightly and followed several people to the movie room silently.

Speaking of… As a young lord of the coyote clan, although there is no shortage of Chinese food, life is worry-free, but the entertainment of this human world is the first time.

“By the way, brother, what movie is this? ”

“Pencil fairy!” Mo Xiaofei laughed: “It's been a very hot thriller lately! ”

……

……

Murder had been committed, and there had been disturbances in public places, panic and so on, and the death penalty had been imposed naturally and was now on probation.

Heard that the aid lawyer wanted to justify the prisoner's mental problems, but the prisoner took the initiative to admit it.

Death row inmates are naturally somewhat different from the cells in which ordinary inmates live, and most inmates awaiting the death penalty tend to be agitated, emotionally agitated or depressed… but one death row inmate in a cell is far more calm than others.

He was a blind death row inmate and was told that he had killed his girlfriend himself and hid her in the house.

Nobody compares to a death row inmate, and this guy is more like a lunatic —— because he's always in the cell alone, with his hands open, singing an unknown song and dancing.

As if his palm was holding a beloved woman.

Afraid it's not crazy.

The same is true today, the guards on patrol have long seen no surprise... the guards just intend to get off work early, meet up with their girlfriends, and then spend an unforgettable spring and evening, much less watch carefully and rush past.

So the guards didn't see it on this crazy death row bed, and they didn't know when to get an extra beautifully wrapped box.

……

Guo Yushuo stopped humming and smiled, then touched the wall and sat down by the bed.

His hand seemed to touch something, touched it a few times, should be something like a box, a little light... keep exploring, like a box for packaging, or tied with a ribbon.

He was a little strange and shook it gently with his hand, it seemed empty inside, nothing... so he opened it softly.

He couldn't see, but if he could, he could see that the gift box had a glimmer of light when it opened.

Finally, Guo Yushuo smelled a rich scent.

The smell of fish cigars… the smell of memory.

“Thank you, thank you...”

He knelt on the floor, facing the position of the iron window that he knew, to the tiny sky, kowtowing his head, holding an extra plate of hot, spicy, aromatic fish cigarettes, was also insane.