Wu Zhe's fingers slid across Dugu Mo's chest, in the eyes of the ugly Ah Luo, it was like a girl acting like a spoiled child.
A slightly sour feeling arose in Ugly Ah Luo's chest.
Since he has already considered taking her as his wife, he naturally wants to have a better taste.
Dugu Mo understood Wu Zhe's true meaning through the writing movements of Wu Zhe's fingers.
Do not fight back when beaten
He was slightly taken aback at first, but instantly understood Wu Zhe's intentions.
That’s right, butcher tricks! Weighing gains and losses, in order not to hurt peace, I can only do this.
Dugu Mo praised Wu Zhe in his heart: Although Miss Zhou didn't know that I couldn't beat him, or even what his identity was, she was able to clearly analyze what to do, she deserved to be my brainsack. Not in vain to offend Dugu Luo for her.
"Okay, I understand. I will definitely vent my anger on you." Dugu Mo said this deliberately, turned around in the air, cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Luo, this girl is indeed one of my staff, and I don't want to hide it, but she is a think tank .”
"Is she really that powerful, can she act as a think tank?" Ugly Ah Luo was slightly surprised when he saw Dugu Mo's earnest expression. He knew that he had a special status, and Dugu Mo would not be willing to offend him.
As a prince, Dugu Mo could no longer be promoted to the Three Saints of the Three Saints. This is a way for Sanshengzong to protect itself, not allowing the royal family to fully control the backbone of the sect, for fear that it will be completely swallowed up in the future. A proper check and balance is the benefit of long-term healthy development. It can be seen from this that this girl occupies a considerable place in Dugu Mo's heart.
It would be understandable if the two had a little personal relationship, but if it was just a staff relationship. It means that this woman's think tank is so powerful...
Ugly Ah Luo suddenly remembered Dugu Mo's rise to fame some time ago.
The two things of building a monument and redeeming his brother, not to mention making him highly praised in the entire Wu Kingdom, even many people in the Sanshengzong also gave him a thumbs up.
"After talking for a long time, is this girl called... Pomegranate?" Ugly Ah Lao had a good memory, and he actually reported a name.
He had indeed cared about this matter, and he had heard gossip that the official had assigned a maid named Shiliu.
Unexpectedly, that unlucky pomegranate was shot for no reason at this time.
Wu Zhe almost fell when he heard this. But he quickly held back his smile and shouted, "Hey? You know my name? Then why did you pretend to be ignorant and talk?"
Leopard Lao and Dugu Mo couldn't laugh or cry.
They didn't dare to hide anything from the ugly A Luo, but after Wu Zhe said so, they couldn't change their words. Otherwise, it would not be easy for them to offend Wu Zhe. "So he is your official maid? It's a pity." The ugly A Luo shook his head: "Since he has already left the cabinet, I can't take it anymore."
"Yeah, I wish I could meet you when you were not married, big brother, just let him go." Wu Zhe immediately dealt with it with messy words.
Whenever it was mentioned that the other party wanted to marry him, Wu Zhe's head hurt. Especially this kind of one who follows the ass and even wants to snatch a kiss. She just panicked.
Because I can't do anything now, if you don't talk nonsense and push it out, will it be exposed in a fight? In case of being snatched away and thrown on the bed, it would be useless to say anything at that time, only to do it.
"Girl Pomegranate, since that's the case, let's put aside the previous matter for now." The ugly A Luo was so clever that he never thought that Wu Zhe would make a fool of himself on this matter. There are women who want others to remember their names wrong
"Senior Brother Luo raised his hand high, and I would like to thank you, Junior Brother." Dugu Mo cupped his hands in greeting.
The ugly man waved his hand casually: "Yes. Let this matter go. Brother Mo, haven't we done it for a long time? A lot of words"...
"...Brother, could it be that your hands are itchy?" Dugu Mo asked with a bitter face. It seems that I can't hide from my trick of selling meat at all. Still have to suffer.
"Let's hit it a few times!" The ugly man Ah Luo stretched out his hand to touch his back, and was about to pull out the Zhanlun Sword, but seeing that Dugu Mo had no weapon on him, he shouted, "Punch me!"
He volleyed forward and punched.
Dugu Mo didn't dare to be negligent, and at the same time, he moved his body backwards and let go of the incoming momentum, and at the same time, he turned his hands outward.
Boom—
There was a loud bang.
Dugu Mo quickly flew backwards. It fell into the mud with a bang. Although it didn't sink in deeply, most of the two legs were already submerged.
This is because Dugu Mo managed to stand still so that his whole body was not sunk in the mud. Even the corner of his mouth was slightly bleeding, as if he had some internal injuries.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But junior brother, you are pretending too much. You actually played tricks on me. Do you think I will hold you accountable?". The ugly man Ah Luo shook his head and sighed: "I'll go first, you can just wander around in the sect."
He turned around to leave, but paused and said to Wu Zhe, "Miss Pomegranate, if you are bullied in the sect, please report my name."
After saying this, he left without seeing his back for a moment.
From far away, the ugly man Ah Luo seemed to be sighing: "Oh, I wish I could meet you when you were not married..."
In fact, Ugly Ah Luo has not been in contact with too many women, unlike some experienced old men who can tell whether a woman is out of the court through her appearance, behavior, and posture. Otherwise, he would be able to realize that Wu Zhe was not some kind of official servant girl at all.
In the thinking of the ugly A Luo, such a beautiful girl, as the official maid, was naturally taken into Dugu Mo's room long ago, how could it be possible to keep her beautiful flesh to this day
After all, Wu Zhe's appearance is no longer the appearance of a fourteen-year-old Huaguduo, but the age when he is sixteen and can enjoy the fragrance to his heart's content.
Dugu Mo came out of the mud with a wry smile, his lower body was dripping with mud, and the stench was suffocating.
Leopard Lao and Wu Zhe hurried up to help, but Dugu Mo waved his hand to signal that he didn't need it.
"My lord, you're really pretending!" Wu Zhe gave a thumbs up, "Although he saw through it, he's embarrassed to embarrass us. Besides, we shouldn't have made any trouble, right? A lot of words."
Old Leopard frowned as if he saw something.
Sure enough, Dugu Mo smiled wryly and said: "What are you pretending, I was really injured internally by him."
"Huh? He hit so hard?!" Wu Zhe exclaimed.
Old Leopard said seriously, "It's not that he hit hard, but that he has become too strong!"
Dugu Mo said slowly: "That's right! Dugu Lao deserves to be the number one genius in the sect, I'm not enough to see him in front of him!"
"Is he so powerful?" Wu Zhe was stunned, and immediately gave a blessing to Dugu Mo: "Thank you for your help, my lord, otherwise I will be in trouble today."
"Why be polite, you advise me. If I don't protect you from the wind and rain, what kind of young master is I?" Dugu Mo said solemnly.
I bother! Wu Zhe said in his heart: You are an ugly man, Ah Luo, and you come out to pick up girls again? I just punched you to death...