Chapter 66

Mo Yan bypasses the monks he meets. As an outsider, he seems out of place here. Fortunately, with the rise of ELF trainer profession and the existence of Yuanzhu Taoist hall, Mo Yan has not received any special attention.

It's good to be safe and don't disturb each other.

However, when a monk with a compassionate face and folded hands came straight towards him, he frowned silently.

"Benefactor, you have a devil in your heart!"

“……”

For the reason that this is the base camp of the other party, silently turned sideways, gently bypassed the other party and continued to walk to the spirit center.

Behind him, the monk who stopped him looked back and whispered mercifully, but did not continue to catch up.

When he came to the spirit center, Mo Yan was greeted by the enthusiastic Miss Joey. After all, Mo Yan is the only trainer who has been talked about by the Joey family in recent years.

Not only to the outside world, but also to the Joey family themselves.

"This room is reserved for important people. It's cheap for you." Miss Joey of Yuanzhu city was obviously lively. She arranged her silent words into a very exquisite room and left with a high air.

Silent Yan looked at the room no worse than the high-end hotel and secretly lamented that class and privilege were everywhere, even the most selfless elf center on the surface.

However, as a vested interest, he did not mind enjoying it.

After a little care, Mo Yan went downstairs and took eight elf balls from Miss Joey. After a little hesitation, Mo Yan asked Miss Joey in a low voice.

"Sister Joey, do you know where the black market in Yuanzhu is?"

"A child, what are you doing there?" Miss Joy frowned when she heard this. If she were someone else, she would probably call Junsha directly.

"To tell you the truth, I sometimes act as a half Elf Hunter. When I meet rare elves during travel, I will take them and sell them. After all, I am a civilian trainer and want to become stronger..."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Miss Joey was very angry, but finally she could only sigh helplessly. She contacted a large number of trainers every day and knew the helplessness and darkness behind it.

She has no ability to change the overall situation, but she can help silent words.

"Bring it!"

"Take what?" Silent words pretended to be silly and asked.

"Oh, give me the two elves you want... That thing." Joey rolled his beautiful eyes and stretched out his white palm.

"Oh, oh," murmur flustered the wind ball and ghost's spirit ball, with a little uneasy in his eyes.

Facing the performance of silent words, Joey smiled gently, and the only resentment against him disappeared.

"Don't worry, I'll help you deal with it through other channels. It's safe and reassuring. It's more money than you get on the black market!"

Turning around, Joey put the two elf balls into a special instrument. After a while, she hurried to the corner with silent words.

"These two elves have good talents. It's a pity to sell them!"

Looking at Joey who is worried about himself, silent Yan has something called guilt in his heart. He calms down and says with a smile, "it's all right. My partners are better. If you don't believe it, you can check it."

Mo Yan hands ghost stone's elf ball out again. Joey tests it suspiciously, and then looks at Mo Yan with incredible eyes.

"Ghost stone's talent is the lowest in my current team," whispered silently.

"How did you... Get it?"

"Actually I..." Mo Yan copied what he said to west and told Joey his secret.

He thought for a long time about telling the Joey family about his ability.

First of all, the Joey family are very generous and considerate in dealing with some of his things.

Secondly, he was chased and killed immediately after he left manjin market. Obviously, he was targeted and it was imminent to become stronger. This time, the enemy was in the dark and he was in the light. He was in urgent need of prevention!

Many people are very interested in the sudden rise of a civilian trainer. Instead of covering up, they might as well take out some of the truth in exchange for the trust of the Joey family and cover up their real ability with their support.

Moreover, Mo Yan throws out his capture of elves to sell, which is to test the attitude of Joey family towards this matter in advance.

He's betting on how much the joeys value him; He is betting that the kindness, justice and peace loving of the Joey family since ancient times are not false; He is gambling that his active confession can win the tolerance and goodwill of the Joey family.

He's gambling, people!

In fact, with the energy of Joey family, his previous transaction with West can be easily found. It's not difficult to find something.

"Remember, don't tell others that you have such ability at will in the future. I'll tell the patriarch about it. The patriarch will help you cover up your ability. Little silent, try to grow up and protect yourself!"

"Thank you, sister Joey!"

"Go play, little cunt"

Watching Joey leave, silent tightened his fist. He was alone in the last life. Even if he had the fighting power of the quasi heavenly king, he was just a puppet of murder.

When he was just reborn, he just wanted to get rid of the puppet's fate, find his former partner and strive to become stronger for himself.

Now, he wants more!

The things of Joey family came to an end temporarily. Silently, he placed the remaining six elf balls on the battle belt one by one and walked out of the elf center.

Following the map, Moyan soon came to the Yuanzhu Taoist hall, the ultimate destination of this trip!

"Dong Dong Dong!"

"This is the backyard of Yuanzhu Taoist hall. If you want to challenge, please go to the front door to register!"

"Hello, I'm the trainer Mo Yan. I'm here to visit master Lin Bo, the owner of the Yuanzhu Taoist hall. This is my recommendation letter!"

"Oh, did you visit the master? Just a moment, please! " The young doorman took the letter of recommendation, his tone was much better, nodded to silent words, and ran back.

Two minutes later, the young man ran over, smiled politely at Mo Yan, raised his hand and led Mo Yan to the Taoist hall.

"Thank you! What's your name, please? "

"My name is Jianci. Just call me Xiaojian. I'm an ordinary student under the master's school. I study here."

"My name is silent, and my name is optional!"

"I know you. You're on the news about what happened in manjin market. I didn't recognize it just now." I can see that Jianci's mind is very simple.

Soon, Mo Yan was taken to the main hall. In the first seat, a middle-aged uncle with round glasses and a thin layer of beard looked at Mo Yan kindly.

"How are you, master Yongcun?"

"The master is very strong, but he gets lost every day."

"Hahaha, think of the past..." master Lin Bai seems to miss those old events very much, holding silent words to talk about many things of the previous generation.

However, Lin Bai is actually a generation younger than Yongcun, but because he is the owner of the museum and has worked together for a lot of time, he still has some friends.

After chatting for a while, Lin Bai didn't ask why he came to visit. He knew it well and took out the spirit of the night patrol.