"Lark."
"Your servant is here." Lark stepped forward two steps, and replied respectfully.
Mo Qingfeng's keen eyes fell on Lark's body, sizing her up and down, Lark's heart trembled a little when she looked at her, what does Miss Mo mean by looking at her like this
"Do you like being a killer?" Mo Qingfeng asked quietly, with a faint voice, without a trace of emotion.
Lark was startled: "Miss Mo, are you going to drive the slaves away?"
"Tell me honestly, do you like to kill people?" A smile flashed across Mo Qing's face, and he looked at Lark with a half-smile. Although he was smiling, there was an aura that people couldn't refuse.
"Your servant...don't like it!" Lark gritted his teeth, and expressed his truest thoughts: "Miss Mo, my servant doesn't like to kill people, but sometimes I have to."
Mo Qingfeng smiled lightly. She was very satisfied with such an answer. In fact, she didn't like killing people, but sometimes, she had to kill people. But as a killer, even if she didn't like killing people, she still had to kill people!
"I want Nalan Jinyu." After a long silence, Mo Qingfeng spoke suddenly.
"Slave servant, go and spread the word!"
In half a quarter of an hour, Nalan Jinyu appeared in the gazebo gracefully, sitting opposite Mo Qingfeng, looking at her handsomely.
Before he came, Mo Qingfeng had already drawn a picture of the interior decoration. As soon as Nalan Jinyu arrived, she handed the picture to him.
"Lord, what is this?" Nalan Jinyu picked up the picture and looked left and right.
"I still like it when you call me Miss Mo." Mo Qingfeng poured him tea and said calmly.
"It's too unfamiliar to call it that way." An unpredictable smile appeared on Nalan Jinyu's perfect face, and his eyes moved from the drawing to Mo Qingfeng's face, "Miss Mo, what are the paintings on it?"
"Interior decoration diagram, I want to redecorate Keqing Building."
"Interior decoration drawing?" Nalan Jinyu looked back at the blueprint, this time he looked more carefully than before, and finally saw a clue, he frowned, "Miss Mo, what are you doing?" Do you want to renovate Keqing Building into a drug store?"
Mo Qingfeng replied to him: "That's right! But it's not that the entire Keqing Building is renovated into a medicine shop, the first floor of the East Wing Pavilion is decorated into a medicine store, and the first and second floors of the West Wing Pavilion are decorated into alchemy rooms. Renovate it into a medicinal pill trading place."
The corners of Nalan Jinyu's eyes twitched, and he carefully put the blueprint in front of Mo Qingfeng, and looked at her in confusion: "Miss Mo, Ke Qinglou is the largest killer group in Lawson Continent, suddenly it changed to open Pharmacy, is this okay?"
"I have read the information of other sub-buildings. The sub-building over Qin Chuanguo is a killer group inside, but it is running a brothel on the surface. I agree with this management method. But the internal organization of Qing Building remains unchanged..." Mo Qingfeng is light Gently pointing at the blueprint on the table, "These four rooms have changed."
Nalan Jinyu listened, and felt that this method was very good, and seemed to be interested in it, but...
"It's okay to open a medicine shop, but the pill trading market... Where can we find so many pills?"
"The first and second floors of the West Wing Pavilion are decorated as alchemy rooms. Naturally, we are looking for elixir from here." Mo Qingfeng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said flatly.
Nalan Jinyu suddenly said: "Isn't this going to invite alchemists? But there are not many alchemists in Luosen Continent, and the elixirs they refine can't achieve the effect that the buyer wants."
"Don't worry about that. You just need to hurry up and decorate the four rooms according to the drawings. I'll tell you what equipment you need to buy then."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements as soon as possible." Nalan Jinyu put away the blueprints, pondered for a moment and then asked, "Miss Mo, why did you do this?"
"I want Ke Qinglou to walk on the road of light and not sink into darkness forever. If they like killing people, I will also accept many tasks for them. If they don't like killing people, just go to them and help take care of them." Business." Mo Qingfeng said, a dazzling light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her beautiful face was extremely gorgeous, as if a holy light shrouded her body, making her look more like a holy fairy.
She has lived in the dark world all her life. In this life, God gave her a chance to be reborn. She doesn't want to walk this dark road again. She wants to use light methods to make herself stronger. Now Qinglou is Her home, she pulls them all from the dark world to the light.
If they like to kill people, it's okay to transform Keqing Building into a mercenary group when the funds are ready.
"Hearing what you said, I think this is quite interesting." Nalan Jinyu said, never expecting a woman's head to think of such a good plan.
Mo Qingfeng smiled lightly: "When the time comes, you will find it more interesting."
On the second day after leaving Mo Qingfeng's courtyard, Nalan Jinyu asked someone to start decorating the four rooms. Usually, there were only some weapons placed in these four rooms, but now they were removed and decorated according to the drawings.
The decoration was completed in just five days, and Nalan Jinyu even bought back all the equipment listed by Mo Qingfeng.
Mo Qingfeng came to watch, and the decoration was very good. She was very satisfied with Nalan Jinyu's speed, and she was even more satisfied with the result of the decoration.
In another seven days, the alchemy room can start working!
Coming out of the alchemy room, Mo Qingfeng strolled in the garden of Keqinglou, her mind was full of thoughts about the opening of the pharmacy, and Nalan Jinyu followed her silently.
Walking along the lotus pond, Mo Qingfeng suddenly turned around and said to Nalan Jinyu: "You post the information, Qianzhitang will open on the 23rd of this month, and on the opening day, the first ten guests will be able to... Get a Red Soul Pill for free."
A brilliance flashed in Nalan Jinyu's eyes: "Yes, I know. Miss Mo, the subordinates of the Eighth Prince have been waiting at the door for a long time. Since the day before yesterday, he has come to Keqing Building on time every day, saying that he wants to see you .”
Du Wenjun wanted to see her, Lark had already told her, she didn't have time to pay attention to him.
"I won't see anyone in the prince's mansion. If he likes to wait, let him wait as long as he wants." Mo Qingfeng said coldly, what a Chu Muchen, he wanted to see her, why didn't he come by himself? Let a subordinate be able to invite her over
Was it because he overestimated himself, or did he not take her seriously at all
Did he still foolishly think that she was still the cowardly and incompetent Mo Qingfeng who let others bully her
Mo Qingfeng returned to her boudoir to rest.
Here she is, very busy.
In fact, in the 21st century, her family is also very busy.
Carefree Manor.
Gu Yanhao's villa, a bedroom on the first floor.
In the bedroom, there is a bed.
On both sides of the bed, there are two very strange instruments.
On the bed, Mu Xiao was lying quietly, Mobosen, Huang Ling, Ban Jianing, Mu Xin, Gu Yanhao, Song Wuyou and others were all standing by the bed, looking at him eagerly.
His whole body is filled with instrument tubes, and at a glance, he looks like a person who is about to die, his whole body is full of tubes.
But Mu Xiao is not a person who is about to die. This is a time-traveling instrument invented by Gu Yanhao and Mobosen after a lot of effort.
Mu Xiao is doing a test to see if he can travel to the world he wants to travel through.
Time travel is outrageous, but Song Wuyou and Huang Ling are living examples. Huang Ling lost Mo Qingfeng and was heartbroken.
Song Wuyou and Mu Xin were also unhappy, so they invented such an instrument.
This instrument is very troublesome to use, and I don't know if it will be successful or not.
Mu Xiao lay down, and after the intubation, the whole person fell into a coma.
This has been in a coma for three days and three nights...
Gu Yanhao disconnected the main line of the instrument, and they were anxiously waiting for him to wake up.
Soon, Mu Xiao woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, everyone asked him how he felt, whether he had entered the dream, and went to the world he thought of.
Mu Xiao lay there blankly, his eyes were a little empty.
Mu Xin was a little worried, leaned forward, looked at him with concern and asked, "Mu Xiao, what's wrong with you?"
"I saw Feng'er." Since Mu Xiao liked Mo Qingfeng, he has been calling her Feng'er.
Because this woman Mo Qingfeng is like a man, with a "son", which sounds nice.
When Huang Ling heard this, she excitedly stepped forward and took Mu Xiao's hand and asked urgently, "Really? Where is she? Where is she?"
Is it hell or heaven
Mu Xiao moved his eyeballs, and the dark eyeballs had some brilliance.
He looked at Huang Ling and said softly, "In a fictional world, that world is cruel, but she lives well."
"Really?" Huang Ling immediately shed tears when she heard this, and the tears dripped down in big grains, falling on Mu Xiao's clothes.
"What about you?" Gu Yanhao asked: "Did you get along with her in that world?"
"In that world there is a man named Dugu Zenan. I used his body to get along with Feng'er in the past." Mu Xiao sat up and muttered, "It's strange, I'm so sober here, why is it that I just want to get along with Feng'er over there?" Knowing that I am Dugu Zenan, not Mu Xiao? Did I put my thoughts into Dugu Zenan's body?"
"I'm going too!" Huang Ling saw Mu Xiao get off the bed, and she went to bed.
Gu Yanhao and Mobosen agreed, but when Huang Ling lay down and plugged in the tube, it was like getting an electric shock. Her condition was very bad, and even her hair stood on end.
Gu Yanhao and Mo Bosen were taken aback, they quickly let her get out of bed, and then asked Song Wuyou to try it.
It's very strange, everyone tried it, but it didn't work, only Mu Xiao succeeded.
"Let me come, let me go to that world." Mu Xiao looked at Gu Yanhao: "I'll take care of Feng'er, you guys have to find a way to get her back."
"Yes!" Huang Ling was already crying, she held Maupassen's hand tightly, and said excitedly: "Brother Mo, our daughter really went to live in another world, she didn't die Hurry up and find a way to get her back!"
Mo Qingfeng's body was preserved in an ice kiln at minus one thousand degrees. If there is a way, her soul should be able to come back.
Maubertson nodded and promised Huang Ling to find a way.
But he didn't have a clue in his mind, Song Wuyou looked at Huang Ling deeply, with a complicated expression.
Many things are God's will.
Just like her, when she came here, she couldn't go back except to return to the X Dynasty in her dream.
Of course, she doesn't want to go back...
What about Qingfeng
If she was there, like her, with a lover and a child, she would be reluctant to come back.