Chapter 1074： My name is Mu Qingsong!

Perhaps Xiao Zheng is too formal, and his brother is somewhat aesthetic, so at a glance, Xiao Zheng is not an ordinary migrant worker. As soon as he got on the bus, he chatted with Xiao Zheng.

"Brother, I see you a famous brand. Should I work in the city center?" asked the brother smile.

Taxi is the most intuitive window of the city. A well-trained driver can make visitors quickly impress the city, good or bad.

"Yeah." Xiao Zheng smiled and nodded. The line of sight is staring straight ahead.

After getting on the bus, he told the driver to follow the taxi in front. Interestingly, the driver asked him instead and needed to prevent it from being discovered.

Tracking and anti-tracking?

Xiao Zheng was funny and thought that this driver was really interesting.

However, since the other party actively exposed his whereabouts, he caused Xiao Zheng’s attention. Then Xiao Zheng does not need to hide his head and tail. Shaking his head and laughing: "No, don't throw it away."

"Well." The driver stepped on the gas pedal and rushed to catch up.

"Don't catch up..." Xiao Zheng smiled helplessly.

The driver laughed and chatted with Xiao Zheng without a word.

Chatting and talking about the topic of concern to the whole people: housing prices.

"Fortunately, I am a local, there is an old house of seventy or eighty flats. Otherwise, if you want to survive in this city, the pressure is too great." The driver exclaimed.

"As long as you work hard, you can have what you want." Xiao Zheng smiled. There is no shelf.

“It’s easy to say, but how many people can do it?” The driver shook his head and gestured to the young men and women who were hurrying on the street. "Look, it's all drifting north. It's late than the dog, it's earlier than the chicken. The salary of one month is different from the rented water and electricity, and it is barely enough. They want to buy millions of small rooms in Yanjing. They dream." ""

Xiao Zheng joked: "That depends on you, how should we change the status quo?"

The "amount" driver was stumped. Shaking his head and shaking his head. "I just want to complain about it. Don't mind."

"Nothing." Xiao Zheng smiled. I noticed that the driver slowly drove out of the city and drove to the suburbs of Beijing.

"Continue to follow?" The driver looked at the price of the watch, has broken a hundred.

Moreover, the more you go out, the harder it is to return customers. This is also a key issue for drivers.

The driver is not a bus, not a private car. What they earn is the money along the way. Usually running long distances, the driver will not hit the table, but the direct asking price.

Xiao Zheng nodded and took out five hundred banknotes from the wallet: "Is it enough to pack you half a working day?"

The driver smiled and opened the door, focusing on the head: "Enough is enough." After that, step on the gas pedal and catch up.

After a long trace, the driver was open and comfortable, and Xiao Zheng’s brow was slightly stunned. In the eyes, involuntarily passed a touch of color.

How did you get to Fengmingshan?

Who is the other party? Do you know yourself? Or, someone on the mountain knows?

Xiao Zheng’s heart passed an unknown omen. Rubbed his lips and patted the driver's shoulder: "Park."

When he said this, the slow-moving taxi in front of him stopped. As if there is a heart, Xiao Zheng pushed the door open with the passengers in the car in front and walked out.

"Brother, would you like me to wait for you?" The driver came out of the window and shouted Xiao Zheng.

"Go back." Xiao Zheng waved his hand, but his eyes still fell on the man in front. The eyes are like a torch, not instantaneous.

"Well. You can call me if you need it."

For such a bold guest, Xiao is still very happy to serve.

In the real world, money goes. This is the unchanging truth.

After the driver left, the taxi in front also turned and slowly passed by Xiao Zheng.

As soon as the car left, the beautiful mountain foot of the mountain immediately fell into silence. Even the wind in the air contains a subtle scent. It is a refreshing spirit.

The man in front is slender and tall, about one meter tall. Dressed casually and casually. It’s not like Xiao Zheng’s suit and dress, and it’s formal. But this kind of man with a good shape can give Xiao Zheng a strong sense of oppression.

That's right.

It is oppression!

It is different from Lin Chaotian’s horrible atmosphere. This person's momentum is more like a sharp knife. Cut through the sky and swept through.

Then, Xiao Zheng saw him turn around.

I can't talk about handsomeness, and my age is not as big as I expected. The appearance of forty years old, but the two eyes have occasional white hair. But a pair of scorpions, but as sharp as an eagle. Inspiring!

This is definitely an extremely powerful strong man in the spiritual world!

Who is this person?

What do you want to come to Fengmingshan?

Looking for people? Visiting the old man? Or

Xiao Zheng’s gaze looked directly at the other side and took a step at the foot. Approaching a middle-aged man.

The two are about 20 meters away, but Xiao Zheng has just walked a dozen steps.

He stared at each other. Not instantaneous.

The other side also looked at him, his face was not smiling, and even a little gloomy.

Xiao Zheng believes that the other party must know his identity. But at the moment, he has no knowledge of this strong.

Based on this, Xiao Zheng fell to the bottom. In bad situation.

But it doesn't matter, since the other party doesn't hide himself, in the next conversation, he should be able to know something he is curious about.

"My name is Xiao Zheng." Xiao Zheng simply introduced himself. With a smile.

"You don't have to chill with me. We are not familiar." The middle-aged man with a slightly whitened face is still gloomy, and the thin lips of the knife are slightly smashed.

Xiao Zhengwen said, just shrug his shoulders: "I have introduced myself by the logic of normal people. Should you briefly introduce yourself?"

This time, the middle-aged man did not refuse. Or he did not intend to hide his identity.

"My name is Mu Qingsong." Mu Qingsong answered straightforwardly.

Mu Qingsong! ?

Xiao Zheng’s heart trembled. Get ready for yourself!

Who is Mu Qingsong?

Eight creators!

Absolute Wudu!

Even the innocent and loses his peerless powerhouse! The horror that is absolutely far ahead of the eight!

Even Shangjingtian, because he did not want to fight with him, sacrificed his wife!

Such a peerless powerhouse is standing in front of itself. Moreover, it is difficult for the enemy and friends to distinguish Xiao Zheng’s heart from tightening. The look is getting colder.

"You are very nervous?" Mu Qingsong asked a thin lips and an understatement.

It seems that he does not seem to be very sociable. Speak straight, without any modification.

Shang Yao once said that this person has been fascinated by martial arts in his life. Do not change the will due to any external factors.

Such a strong person, he does have reason to be not sociable, or even speak.

But at the moment, Xiao Zheng is not considering whether he is good at communication. Instead, he appears at the foot of Fengming Mountain at the moment. What are you doing?

Looking for nothing?

Or Ye Yuhua?