Quick Travel: Almighty Butler

Shen Mingxuan looked in the direction of Xiang Canling's room and blinked. He was a little embarrassed. With Xiang Canling's stubborn temperament, he really didn't know how to lure people there.

If people can't lead people there, then the technique can't be given to Xiang Canngling, and Xiang Canling's strength can't be improved. If there's no way to improve, he may not be able to defeat others in the end. If he can't defeat others, he won't be able to complete the world line, and he won't be able to complete the world line. He couldn't complete the task.

If he can't complete the task, his resume will be stained!No, absolutely not!

When he thought that his resume would be stained, Shen Mingxuan's pupils shrank, and the pressure on his body began to pour out. The invisible pressure spread out from around him, bringing down the surrounding plants.

But Shen Mingxuan seemed not to notice anything. His dark eyes stared straight at the place where Xiang Canling lived. The malice in his eyes almost poured out, but was suppressed.

"That's not okay. How can I have a stain on my perfect self? So the city lord has to be more sensible."

Shen Mingxuan's eyes were staring into the distance without any disturbance. The long black hair behind him was not moving due to the coercion around him. Coupled with the suffocating malice all over his body, at first glance, it looked like a cursed doll that was as tall as anyone and had become a spirit. .

He tilted his head and stared into the distance, expressionlessly thinking about how to lure Xiang Canngling there.

But he didn't think about it for a while, which made him a little irritable. His dark eyes gradually began to turn red, and malice and an ominous aura began to surge around him.

The bell on his waist also began to float, almost shaking, when he seemed to have thought of something.

He said, "I can't think of anything. Let's just take the city lord directly. The city lord will definitely go, right? It doesn't matter if you don't go. It's the same if you tie up the city lord."

As soon as Shen Mingxuan finished speaking, the bell on his waist immediately began to vibrate, as if to remind Shen Mingxuan to wake up, but the next second, it seemed to be held down by a pair of invisible hands and made no sound.

The consciousness of the world covered the bell and sighed.

It was so dangerous that it almost interrupted Shen Mingxuan's arrangement. It knew best how many homes Xiang Canling had. Yizhou Mu tried all kinds of methods to prevent him from stepping out of the training room. It felt that it was better to let Shen Mingxuan take him directly. It is better for people to rush to places of opportunity.

As for why he covered the bell, didn't he see that as Shen Mingxuan put more pressure on Xiang Canling, Xiang Canling subconsciously turned to the world line?

To be precise, he had to let danger follow him closely before he could run with all his strength. Now Shen Mingxuan was the danger actuator.

So at this time, the unconscious Shen Mingxuan is the best motivation.

Shen Mingxuan didn't notice the strangeness in his waist. His eyes were fixed on Xiang Canling. He felt that there was no problem with his plan, so he disappeared directly from the place because of his super execution ability.

the other side.

Xiang Canngling was still tinkering with her rubbish gold finger. After clicking everything she could, she found that the gold finger was still stuck like that.

Just when Xiang Canling was about to give up in frustration, his junk gold finger suddenly healed again.

Xiang Canling:......

Xiang Canngling wanted to complain about the unreliability of this thing, and wanted to say hello to the God who gave him the golden finger of rubbish. Why is it that other golden fingers in time travel are better than the others, but he is such a rubbish?

They are all time travellers, why is he so unlucky?

Xiang Canngling's question would definitely not be answered, so he could only put away his golden fingers in depression and start practicing.

He can't do it without practicing. His big butler is eyeing him. His cultivation relies on golden fingers to simulate coercion. If he really wants to take action, he will be a noob.

You still have to practice hard, otherwise what if the housekeeper suddenly gets angry one day?

This man just carelessly complained about Shen Mingxuan when he turned around and heard the butler asking for an audience.

What can Xiang Canling do?He can only open the door to meet customers.

Then he opened the door and was hit hard.

! ! ! !

Xiang Canling looked at Shen Mingxuan outside the door and panicked. Don't blame him for panicking, something is completely wrong with Shen Mingxuan now!

He stood expressionless outside the door, his black eyes staring straight at him, the malice rolling in his eyes, and the pressure pouring out of him, Xiang Canling almost couldn't withstand it.

Fortunately, he was sitting on a chair now, and he only opened the door with star power, otherwise he would have knelt down on the spot for Shen Mingxuan.

Subconsciously, Xiang Canngling pointed away the golden finger and looked at the prefix above Shen Mingxuan's head. His hand shook and he almost lost his grip on the teacup in his hand.

[The villain (who is ill) is extremely dangerous]

Xiang Canling:? ? ? ?fall ill?

He raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Mingxuan. Is this state of asking for one's life a sign of illness?

Why didn't he know that the butler was sick?

Shen Mingxuan saw the man in the room gently turning the teacup in his hand. His eyes just glanced at him and then focused on the teacup in his hand, as if there was some rare and famous painting on the teacup.

Then he asked lightly: "What's the matter?"

The actual Xiang Canngling...

Help!Help!Who can help me!

Xiang Canling clicked on the prefix above Shen Mingxuan's head and saw Shen Mingxuan's mental activities at this time.

【Chop Suey!Are you allowed to look up at me? 】

Seeing this, Xiang Canling immediately withdrew his gaze and turned to the teacup in his hand.

Xiang Canling adjusted the golden finger's light screen. This time, the light screen directly projected Shen Mingxuan's mental activities.

【How dare you ignore me!Well, you succeeded in irritating me, bastard! 】

Xiang Canling:......

Brother, please be reasonable. Even if you don’t see it, you are not the same person. Don’t think that you are justified because you are sick!

He had no choice but to ask him why he came.

"City Lord, please come with me." Shen Mingxuan said expressionlessly.

Xiang Canngling didn't speak, just took a sip of tea, then put down the tea cup, stood up, passed directly by Shen Mingxuan, paused, and said casually: "Let's go."

Shen Mingxuan was not asked where he was going, which made Shen Mingxuan somewhat satisfied.

But from Xiang Canling's perspective.

[You have to let the city lord go...otherwise I...so, if the city lord doesn't cooperate, just break his legs and drag him over. I even used the word "please", he should be very sensible and cooperate! 】

What can Xiang Canling do?He could only cooperate. After all, he really couldn't beat the butler, and he didn't want to break his leg.

Take a drink of water and think of it as emboldening yourself!

As expected, after cooperating, the butler's mood improved a lot.

[It’s good to know faces. It’s best not to ask around, otherwise...]

Xiang Canling:......

Don't worry, brother, I will never ask questions. If you ask me to catch ducks, I will never catch chickens.

After all, if you have big fists, you will be reasonable, and if you are sick, you will be reasonable.