Chapter 721： Where are the flowers? What about my fifty million?

Chapter 721 Tweed? What about my fifty million?

Mr. Mo's eyes flickered with astonishment when he heard the words, "Thank you very much, Student Gu. If it weren't for you, this kid would have died."

Mo Weiran talked to him a lot about ancient martial arts and medical alliance. After listening to Mr. Mo, he felt that his nephew's brain was broken.

However, this also proves that the injury is quite serious.

Therefore, it is very necessary to thank classmate Gu for sending him to the hospital.

Mo Weiran: "..."

It's not that exaggerated, is it?

However, thinking of the cruelty of the woman who robbed him of his flowers, Mo Weiran felt that it was not impossible.

"You're welcome." Gu Zhiqi nodded to Teacher Mo, and then scanned the ward.

Finally, he set his sights on the pot of bound spirit flowers on the bedside.

Mo Weiran followed Gu Zhiqi's eyes and saw the potted flower. Thinking of something, Mo Weiran said worriedly, "Miss, that person seems to be determined to get this flower, will she come to **** it again?" ?”

Gu Zhiqi: "No."

"Really?" Mo Weiran asked dubiously, but was still a little worried.

Gu Zhiqi nodded perfunctorily.

Seeing her perfunctory, Mo Weiran became even more worried.

Mr. Mo felt confused when listening to the conversation between the two, "What are you two talking about?"

When Teacher Mo asked this question, Mo Weiran suddenly remembered that his uncle suspected that his brain was broken, and immediately said to Gu Zhiqi: "Miss, tell my uncle quickly, he doesn't believe that there is a doctor from the medical alliance." The ancient warriors robbed me of flowers, and they suspected that my brain was broken."

Gu Zhiqi looked innocent: "Huh? What medical alliance? What ancient warriors? I don't know."

It would probably take a long time to talk about this.

Gu Zhiqi said that she didn't want to talk about it at all.

Mo Weiran:? !

"No, just at the gate of Tianyu Pavilion, the ancient warrior knocked me out, and the day before yesterday, you said it yourself, what kind of contract is there, and you need 50 million more!" Seeing that Gu Zhiqi was pretending to be stupid, Mo Weiran was in a hurry. Yes, danced and danced, and said things incoherently.

As a result, Teacher Mo's suspicion that Mo Weiran's brain is really broken has increased a bit.

Ms. Mo looked at Mo Weiran worriedly, "Weiran, why don't I call you a brain doctor to take a look."

After finishing speaking, he stepped up and left the ward.

"No, Uncle, I..."

"I need you for something." Before Mo Weiran could finish speaking, Gu Zhiqi interrupted her.

Mo Weiran heard the words, tuned in, and let Teacher Mo go, raised his eyes to look at Gu Zhiqi, and the bottom of his eyes was dyed with a questioning color, "What's the matter?"

"Your rotten peach blossom." Gu Zhiqi said, and glanced at the binding spirit flower on the bedside table, "Flower, take it away."

"Huh?" Mo Weiran was stunned for a moment, then reached out and hugged the flowers on the bedside into his arms, then pulled the quilt and covered the flowers with the quilt.

Gu Zhiqi: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, he remembered that Mo Weiran had never learned how to manipulate auxiliary objects, so he couldn't put flowers into his body.

Lightly moving his fingertips, he pinched a hand formula in front of him, hitting the binding spirit flower in Mo Weiran's hand.

"Huh? Where are the flowers? Where's my 50 million?" Feeling that the flowers in his hands had disappeared, Mo Weiran immediately lifted the quilt and groped around on the bed.

Looking left and right, but didn't see the Bound Spirit Flower, Mo Weiran raised her eyes to look at Gu Zhiqi, "Miss, did you see me... Fuck! Who are you?!"

I saw that Gu Zhiqi was no longer in the ward, and where Gu Zhiqi was standing just now, stood a girl in a red skirt.

The girl's pale face was slightly black, her hair was loose, and a thick black-red mist exuded from her whole body.

(end of this chapter)