MTL - Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard-Chapter 777 The original hero is a woman? 6

  Chapter 777 The original hero is a woman? 6

  Currently, the most likely person is Mojun Qingyue, and then, Ye Guixing, the master of Canglan Palace, and the last one is Su Yue, the master of Zhaixing Pavilion.

  The main building of Zhaixing Pavilion is in the imperial capital, so Mo Chen's destination this time is to go to Zhaixing Pavilion.

   Stop by to try your luck and see if you can meet Su Yue.

  As long as she sees a Suyue person, she can tell whether the other person is her lover.

  The main building of Zhaixing Pavilion is only two streets away from the Prince's Mansion. Mo Chen walked all the way and arrived at Zhaixing Pavilion.

   Walking into the Zhaixing Pavilion, someone greeted you.

  Today is the auction of Zhaixing Pavilion, so there are many people in the hall, and the room is probably full.

  The people under Mo Chen helped her get a card, so she only needs to swipe the card to enter the room corresponding to the card level.

  The membership system of Zhaixing Pavilion, cardholders can have a room.

   And this card is the key to open the room.

   Mo Chen took out the black gold card, and someone took Mo Chen upstairs.

  Take Mo Chen upstairs, and after watching Mo Chen brush the door open, the people leading him leave.

  Mo Chen closed the door and looked around the room.

   This is the first time she has come to the Zhaixing Pavilion in the Imperial City.

  The town under the gate of Wanjianzong Mountain also has a sub-floor of Zhaixing Pavilion, but the scale is a little smaller than here.

  Mo Chen looked around, and found that the decoration of the room was antique, and it looked a bit elegant and quiet.

  Mo Chen walked to a chair and sat down, then took out a jug of wine from the space, and poured himself a glass.

   Soon, the aroma of wine overflowed, and the whole room was filled with the aroma of wine.

  A flash of satisfaction flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, and then he took a sip of the wine glass by himself.

  The room Mochen is in is Tianzi No. 2, and I don't know how Shuangxue got the card for this room.

  Whether there is such a card, whether it is the main building or the sub-building of Zhaixing Pavilion, a room must always be reserved for the owner of this card.

   Of course, this room is not reserved for nothing.

  In addition to the auction house, this Star Picking Pavilion also has the function of a bank. If one day, the spirit stones in the card fall below a certain amount, the card's level will directly drop.

   That is to say, maybe, when you come again, this card may only be able to open the room of No. 3 or No. 4.

  Thinking of this, Mo Chen suddenly reached out and touched his chin. In other words, he is now the second richest customer of Zhaixing Pavilion?

  Where did Shuangxue get so many spirit stones? Could it be that he emptied the warehouse of his prince's mansion?

  Before, the room of the auction house had been covered with frost and snow, so Mo Chen didn't pay attention.

   She didn't think of this problem until she brushed it by herself today.

  …

  Tianzi Room No. 1

   "Who is in Room No. 2?" A woman in red lazily supported her head, lying on her side on a chair, her eyes were like silk, and there was a faint light in her passionate eyes, which looked very charming.

   "This, according to the registration location on the card, should belong to Wan Jianzong." A man in black casual clothes stood next to the woman, holding a sword in his hand.

   "Wan Jianzong?" The woman frowned slightly, why did people from Wan Jianzong come to the imperial capital suddenly?

   "Who are the disciples of Wanjian Sect in this imperial capital?" The tone is still lazy, asking this question seems to be caused by boredom.

   "There are many small people, but as far as I know, there are big people, including the wife of the general's mansion, the eldest lady of the prime minister's mansion, the third young master and second lady of the Duke's mansion, the third prince, and the present prince and sixth prince..."

   "Wait, the present prince?"

   "Yes, the prince's name is Yuan Mochen. He is a direct disciple of the ancestor of Wanjianzong. He is not only loved by the emperor, but also..."

   "Stop!" The woman waved her hand directly, "I want you to say who loves him?"

  The man in black immediately shut up when he heard the words, and then continued to remain silent with a blank expression.

   "You, go to the next door and ask me for a jar of wine." After a long while, the woman suddenly said.

  The Man in Black has no shadow "..." Can I refuse?

  Looking at the woman expressionlessly, he knew she was serious, so he nodded, and then walked towards the door.

  Seeing this, the woman twitched her mouth, then turned over, dangling her legs and humming a little song, waiting for Wuying to ask for wine.

After a while, Wuying came back, but he didn't ask for wine, but said to the woman with a sullen expressionless face, "Master, guest number two said, if you want to drink, you can go over with him, I happen to have a companion."

  The woman raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, "Is the other party a man or a woman?"

   "It's a man." Wu Ying said expressionlessly.

  But in his heart, he knew why the master asked such a question.

  Because, every time they come into contact with a woman, those women will fall in love with their master irresistibly, and then cry, make trouble and hang themselves because of the master.

  Ah~ The master is also a poor man.

  The woman nodded when she heard the words, and then walked out.

   Then he knocked on the Mochen door.

  As the door opened, the woman froze.

  This man is so good-looking!

The man's face was neutral, and he seemed to be indistinguishable between male and female. His cold and deep eyes looked remote and peaceful. Three thousand black hairs poured down like waterfalls, and a few strands hung from his shoulders, sticking to his shirt. On the moon-white robe, the white clothes are like snow, and the black hair is like ink. I don't know if the white clothes set off the black hair, or the black hair adorns the white clothes.

  Mo Chen looked at the woman in front of him, and was also taken aback for a moment.

  The woman in front of me is undoubtedly very beautiful, she is the type of beauty, the most beautiful word in the world is not an exaggeration to put on her.

Dressed in fiery red clothes, black waist-length hair, with a few simple pearl hairpins on her head, delicate face, fair face, thin crimson lips slightly pursed, and passionate eyes glowing A faint spot of light reflected Mo Chen's figure in his eyes.

   Mo Chen moved his lips, and finally he could only say two words dryly, "Please come in."

  He was talking to Luo Luo in his heart, "Lolo, how did he become a woman? And, what's the matter with the circle on her head that radiates the brilliance of bling bling?"

   "Ang, this, I don't know, you should find out the reason yourself." Salted Fish Luoluo replied lazily, and then continued watching the short movie.

  Mo Chen "..." Such a salty system, let's dismantle it!

   Directly mobilized his mental power, deleted all of Lolo's short movies, and locked him in a small black room by the way.

   Lolo "..."! ! The most poisonous woman's heart!

   "What's the girl's name?" Seeing that the person who just came in was already drinking his wine, Mo Chen asked with a twitching corner of his mouth.

   "Ah, just call me Qingyue." Qingyue said indifferently, and poured herself another glass of wine while talking.

  Mo Chen raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Mojun Qingyue?"

  Qingyue heard the words, paused for a while with the hand holding the wine jar, and coughed lightly, "Why, look down on the devil?"

  Mo Chen shook his head when he heard the words, "Of course not."

  If you look down on it, you won't fall in love with a demon.

   "It's just that I'm a little surprised that the Demon Lord is actually a woman." Mo Chen began to test without any trace.

   "Tsk, why, look down on women?" Qing Yuemeiyu was a little lazy, and she didn't see any displeasure.

   "The devil is worrying too much." Mo Chen said with twitching corners of his mouth, feeling thorns all over his body.

  (end of this chapter)