Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 394 God's Little Turtle (98)

This island is full of mortals, since it is a mortal world, gold and silver are the hard currency.

Mingyu didn't have any gold or silver in his hands, but Mr. Ziyuan had a lot of gold leaves on his body, which he discovered by accident when he was in the Upper Immortal Realm.

At that time, he didn't know that gold and silver were not used in the realm of comprehension, so he didn't think it was strange that the master had some money on him, but now that he thought about it, he felt that Zi Yuanjun, a majestic fairy in the upper fairy world, actually carried the treasures of the mortal world with him. Vulgar thing, it is a very strange thing.

just now-

But he wanted to praise his weirdness.

The house was bought without a hitch.

This island is very large. Although there are many exiled people, compared to its vast area, this place is still very spacious.

Mingyu didn't plan to stay on this island for a long time, but he didn't lack money, so he bought a house instead of renting it very generously.

The house he bought was located on the edge of the city, and after receiving the key, the young man led him for a long time.

But Mingyu was very satisfied.

Because, the house is located in a very lively alley.

It is said that Dayin is hiding in the city, and Ziyuanjun's life and death are uncertain at the moment. He is worried that it will take some time before he wakes up, and he doesn't know how long that "One Eye for Ten Thousand Years" will be able to trap the two of them.

Any one of those two people is a well-known figure in the upper immortal world, and he didn't expect to be able to settle them with his own strength.

Even if they fled to the ends of the earth, they could not escape their pursuit.

Therefore, before Ziyuan-jun wakes up, he doesn't plan to change places anymore, and if Ziyuan-jun wakes up, he doesn't need to worry about where they are at that time.

After bidding farewell to the boy who sent them to the small courtyard, Mingyu closed the far door.

This place is very lively, the neighbors on the left seem to be a family, the loud cries of the children, and the shouting and cursing of the adults make the fireworks here a bit more intense.

Mingyu walked into the main room in the courtyard. There was nothing inside. He had expected it. After a cleaning spell, the room was immediately clean.

There was no ready-made bedding, so he took out his two clothes from the mustard seeds and put them on the bed.

There was a wave of spiritual power in the air, and within a moment, Zi Yuanjun's slender figure was lying on the bed covered with clothes.

His pair of pupils were still tightly closed, oblivious to everything around him.

It was rare for Mingyu to see the master like this, so she couldn't help but moved the small stool in the room and sat by the bed, staring at him with her dark eyes without blinking.

"master!"

Zi Yuanjun's facial features are very three-dimensional, like the Western gods described in ancient Greek mythology, exuding a charming halo from head to toe, Mingyu looked at it, unconsciously became a little crazy, and murmured to him .

"Ayu."

But while he was looking at it in ecstasy, the unconscious man on the bed suddenly uttered two words.

The words are correct and the accent is round, Mingyu can hear clearly, his name is "Ayu."

His eyes lit up for an instant, but then dimmed again. No matter how stupid he was, he also knew that the person the master called was not him. Shenjun, thinking about it now, whether it is him or Huanyue Shenjun, they are not the person that the master is thinking about.

The master mistook the person, he took Huanyue Shenjun as the person in the painting.

(End of this chapter)