Ou Huang he is a sick beauty

The person who was hit by the screaming chicken was shocked, staring at the bright yellow guy in front of him who couldn't see the material.

The screaming chicken sucked in air, and the end of howling trembled, and the two orange-red chicken feet strutted in disbelief, stepping on the neck of the visitor.

"Uh, this...little brother," the man shifted his gaze from the screaming chicken to Mo Fei's face, his tone hesitant, "what's wrong?"

Could it be that he reacted in a jerk, and hurriedly hid the screaming chicken in his hand behind his back, and pulled out his right hand that had been holding the phone in his bosom, and straightened his clothes embarrassingly.

"Hehe, I'm fine, I'm fine." He smiled politely at the visitor, "Thank you for your concern!"

The visitor seemed to be very good at facial expression management, and quickly adjusted, showing a gentle smile.

Seeing the people around looking away one after another, and continuing to gossip about the spirit man who unfortunately died suddenly, this Mr. Pian Pian whispered in Mo Fei's ear: "You are also a spirit man, and this is the first time you have entered and exited the cloud world?"

Mo Fei was a little nervous: "How do you know?"

The man smiled and replied, "Because I am also a spirit."

Seeing that Mo Fei was stunned, he took half a step back, clasped his fists and said, "I'm Chen Zhao, Er Dong Chen, Ri Ming Zhao. I don't know how to call you, young master?"

Could it be that he was taken aback by the guy who suddenly dragged the text, and hurriedly clapped his fists in return, only to forget that he was holding a screaming chicken in his hand, and the clapping salute immediately became a bit nondescript.

He didn't pay attention either, and said casually: "My lord, uh, Mo Xiaomo. Mo... just, Cao Rida Mo, both of them."

Chen Zhao: ...

Although "Cao Ri Da" does not sound allusive and not very elegant, it is enough to understand the meaning.

There was no crack in the smile on his face, and the spring breeze was still warm: "Mr. Mo."

Mo Fei nodded with a smile and didn't answer any more.

However, Chen Zhao continued: "Mr. Mo should know that there are very few spiritual beings in this world. Since you are already one of them, you and I should watch over and help each other. I wonder if you are interested in joining our 'Overlord League'?"

Overlord League?

It seems a bit familiar.

Judging from the "no immortal" that Yubai and the others said, Mo Fei guessed that this should also be an organization of spirits.

Sure enough, I only heard Chen Zhao continue to say: "The cloud world is full of dangers, and you may lose your life at any time. But as long as you are willing to join the Overlord League, no matter when you are drawn into the cloud world, powerful spirits will come to look for us. Gather together to deal with the situation in the cloud world. This is much safer than wandering alone, what do you think, young master?"

If you really consider joining the Spirit Organization, could you be more willing to consider Wuxian.After all, he has lived and died with Yu Bai Xiaolan and the others in the cloud world, and he has a good impression of this organization.

Anyone who has played more than one online game knows that even if it is an organization of spirits, there will inevitably be competition with each other, and maybe even hostility.He didn't want to be dragged into a thief's boat when his eyes were darkened, and he would confront the person who saved his life in the future.

Thinking of this, Mo Fei was about to refuse, but was interrupted by a very clear sneer not far away.

What followed was a sarcasm in a very low tone: "Wang Bameng has fallen to this point, and started recruiting people on the street?"

Chen Zhao turned his head abruptly, and Mo Fei also followed the voice and found a fancy boy sitting on the wonton stand across the street.

Said to be a boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, just dressed in a blue, green, green satin shirt with gold silk, and a braid full of pearls, no matter how you look, he looks like a peacock showing off his power, which no man should have calm.In Mo Fei's eyes, such a person can only be called a "boy".

Seeing the two people looking over, the boy snorted and said arrogantly, "What? Did I say something wrong?"

Chen Zhao showed sullen expression: "We are the 'Tyrant League'!"

Peacock Boy raised his hand to dig his ears, then shook his head: "Look, I said it was Wang Bameng, that's right."

Murphy: ...

Chen Zhao was almost dumbfounded by the side.

The Peacock Boy grinned at Mofei: "The spirits are indeed organized, and there are quite a few, but I really don't recommend you to join the Wangba League. They are domineering in the cloud world, and they are especially arrogant in this world. Almost all other spirit organizations For the enemy. If you want to join them, then I have no choice but to kill the people and kill you here!"

This sentence confirmed Mo Fei's guess that the Spirit Organization really had competition.

He thought for a while, looked at the peacock boy, and asked, "Then do you know 'Wuxian'?"

Unexpectedly, the peacock kid suddenly widened his eyes and said in surprise: "No way? Do you want to join the turtle fairy? No, no, no, no, those people are too hypocritical. They call you brothers and sisters in person, and they don't hesitate to stab you in the back!"

Could it be that his breath was stuck in his chest, and he almost couldn't breathe.

Who is this?

The Eight Alliances of the Turtle Immortal King, what a mess!

Chen Zhao also slowed down at this time, and changed back to a calm and breezy smile, ignoring the peacock boy, and said to Mo Fei: "Could it be that the young master met a person without immortals in the cloud world?"

Mo Fei nodded: "If I hadn't met them, I might not have survived."

Thinking of the danger of facing the black cat demon general alone, and thinking of the death of the spirit man on the street just now, couldn't help shivering.

"Wuxian and our Overlord League are the two most powerful spiritual organizations today." Chen Zhao still smiled, "Joining Wuxian is also a good choice for young master. Presumably, they I have already reminded you to exchange Yunling for the sound transmission shell and assembly order?"

Speaking of this, could it be a little embarrassing.

At first, he thought that after leaving the cloud room, he would return to his own reality and would no longer have anything to do with the cloud world, so he didn't change the sound transmission shell and assembly order at all.

As a result, after leaving the cloud room, he failed to return to reality, but came here—obviously, this world should be what Yubai and others called the "present world".

In this way, according to the connection here with the cloud world, Mo Fei, who has become a spirit person, is likely to be dragged into the cloud world again and be born to death.And without the sound transmission shell and the assembly order, after being dragged into the cloud world again, he has no means to actively contact Yubai and the others. He can only rely on luck to see if he can meet again.

luck?

This is a false proposition for Mo Fei.

"Just by looking at your expression, I knew it must have not been changed." The Peacock Boy sneered, "How could the people from the Turtle Fairy be so kind as to remind you of this? They are really xenophobic, and there is still a probation period. impossible!"

Chen Zhao didn't refute Peacock Boy this time. Hearing this, he looked at Mo Fei and asked, "Really?"

Mo Fei scratched his head: "It hasn't changed. But I don't blame the Wuxian people. They reminded me and gave me the contact password. It's my own problem."

The second half of the sentence was deliberately said to the peacock boy.

The peacock boy keenly caught this point, and snorted: "Why don't you blame them? The group of Wuguixian have a lot of cloud spirits on them, and the sound transmission shells and assembly orders are even more reserved. If they intend to win you over, I can give you several of them on the spot, but it’s too dishonest to just ask you to change it yourself?”

In the cloud world back then, could it be that he had inherited a lot of love from Yubai and Xiaolan, and now he is wearing the suit that Yubai gave him.Hearing people run on Wuxian like this now, he immediately became a little angry.

"They have reserves, which they earned hard for Yun Ling to exchange for himself, so why give it to me?" Mo Fei frowned and looked at the peacock boy, "According to what you said, you seem to be quite rich, shouldn't you also invite me?" Let me eat a bowl of wontons, show your sincerity?"

Could it be that as soon as the voice on this side fell, the peacock kid on the other side raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Uncle, have another bowl of wontons!"

After shouting, he looked back at Mo Fei: "What kind of stuffing do you eat? Do you add seaweed and dried shrimps? Can you eat spicy food?"

Could it be that he was speechless.

The peacock boy crossed his arms, raised his legs, licked his lower lip, and smiled at Mofei: "You want to choke me, you're still young."

He is clearly still a young boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, and no matter how he utters such words, there is a weird sense of fun.At the wonton stand, the few diners let out good-natured laughter.

Could it be that his face was darkened, and he said angrily, "No need."

The peacock boy clicked his tongue: "You asked me to buy you wontons, but now you say no, it's your fault. There are still so many people in this world who can't eat and are hungry. Do you have the heart to waste food?"

Mo Fei gritted his teeth: "You can give it to anyone you want."

The Peacock Boy spread his hands: "I was not asked to invite me, so I should give it to you to show my sincerity."

Could it be that he raised his hand to his forehead.

This guy's knack for messing around is no less than that of the keyboard warriors and gangsters on the Internet.

In fact, if Mo Fei was in a good mood, he wouldn't mind arguing with this peacock kid for a while.It's a pity that he is not in the mood now, his mind is in a mess, and he really doesn't want to continue entanglement with others.

"It's fine if you're happy." Mo Fei threw out his weapon.

Seeing that Mo Fei disapproved of the peacock boy, Chen Zhao smiled: "Young master must have a lot of doubts when he first entered the cloud world. It's okay, you can think about it for a while, and then come to me after thinking about it. I live at the end of the street. The third household in the south alley is waiting for you at any time."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands to Mo Fei, turned and left.

Could it be that before he had time to say goodbye, he heard a shout from the side: "Hey, Mr. Fake Chicken, come and eat wontons, I invite you!"

What kind of nickname is the fake dick?

Is this peacock boy finished yet? !

Mo Fei glared at the other party, gritted his teeth, and said sternly: "Whoever asks you to please, I have money myself!"

As he touched his body, he didn't touch anything except the screaming chicken in his hand.

This dress is not his right now, where did he get the money?Not even a pocket at all.

Besides, I have been used to convenient and fast mobile payment for so many years, so I don't have money at all when I go out now.But now he can't take out his mobile phone and ask the owner of the wonton stall "do you sweep me or I sweep you"?

This is not a sand glyph.

The peacock boy was holding the tip of his chopsticks, staring at Mo Fei with his big dark eyes blinking.

Could it be that his face was flushed from holding back, but he couldn't think of a way out.

It so happened that at this moment, there was a loud grunt in his stomach—it was too exhausting to fight and kill in the cloud world, and he hadn't eaten for most of the day. Now smelling the aroma of wontons, he was really hungry.

Apparently, Peacock Boy heard this borborygmus rightly.

I saw that the bear's mouth was smiling more and more, and finally even his eyes were narrowed.

"Eat it!" He waved his hand, very heroic, "I've agreed to treat you, you're welcome!"