City Lord Mo saw that Su Luo was a delicate girl, and when she heard that she was from the lower realm, he immediately disliked it.
But Mr. Mo didn't listen to him.
He had used the previously repaired formation, so he knew its medicinal effects better than anyone else.
Old Man Mo waved his hand: "Go and get twenty identification plates."
City Lord Mo looked at Old Man Mo puzzled: "..."
Old Man Mo kicked him: "Why don't you go quickly?"
City Lord Mo smiled wryly: "Father, there are twenty blank identity plates, what should I do? Even if I am the city owner..."
The old man Mo kicked City Lord Mo again: "I am your father, are you sloppy at you now? Go!"
An identity plate is as hard as the sky for others, but it is as easy as the palm of your hand for City Lord Mo, because—
Countless people die every day, and if the dead people don't go to the official era to eliminate the records, they can extract their data and do something about it.
Because the household registration of the whole city is in charge of the city lord of Mo, it is easy for him to do this.
What does the old man want these twenty identity plates for
City Lord Mo's gaze shifted to Su Luo, and he snorted coldly, "Little girl, if you dare to deceive the old man... Be careful of your life!"
City Lord Mo threatened and left.
Mo Xiaoqi looked at the old man Mo puzzled, before he started to arrange the formation, the old man asked the uncle to do the identity plate? Is this 100% sure that the identity plate can be done
Mr. Mo led Feng Wu to the other courtyard, and then handed over the entire other courtyard to Su Luo: "What do you think here?"
Su Luo walked around the courtyard, looking and nodding.
It is worthy of being the other courtyard of the old city owner, and he really chose the best paradise in the whole Mocheng. Sitting here to practice, it is indeed twice the result with half the effort.
Su Luo chose a place with strong spiritual energy in the backyard, and nodded lightly: "Just here."
To build a formation from scratch, you need a lot of materials. Fortunately, this is the father of the city master, so anyone in the city of Mexico can buy it back.
Su Luo's list of items was ten pages long, and in less than half an hour, all these items had been purchased.
Just when Su Luo was building the formation, the group of children were also undergoing fusion.
There were not only twenty children in that group.
Instead, there are twenty-one.
There is a little girl, her name is An Xiaoxia.
An Xiaoxia would be calculated at a young age, and she would be very pitiful, so she was adopted by a local family who could not bear children.
After adoption, you can apply for an identity plate, so An Xiaoxia has an identity plate that belongs to her.
When she was on the street today, An Xiaoxia saw that Xiaomubai was caught stealing her wallet. At that time, she was not alone, there was a wretched middle-aged man beside her.
The middle-aged man was An Xiaoxia's adoptive father. This time he lost the gambling and was about to sell An Xiaoxia.
Of course An Xiaoxia refused, but she was beaten and kicked by her adoptive father, and her body was about to shatter.
A vicious look appeared in An Xiaoxia's eyes: "Don't you just want money? You want money, I'll give you money!"
"What kind of money do you have, little girl?" the middle-aged man roared.
"I don't have any money, but I know that there is a place where a group of people without nameplates live." An Xiaoxia's eyes showed a hint of coldness, "Didn't my father owe a lot of debt? If you sell them, don't you Are you rich?"