"You... are you..." Almost at the same time, Chu Lang and the woman said tremblingly.

"Little beggar, you have become beautiful!"

Thousands of words can’t be said, there is only one sentence.

"Yeah, I'm doing a good life, little thin guy, you've become much more handsome."

Mo Wu nodded repeatedly.

The old friends reunite, the two of them went shopping together, and then sat in the coffee shop, talking about the past.

Chu Lang is still called Wangyue Mo Wu’s little beggar, and Wangyue Mo Wu is still called Chu Lang’s little thin man. The names of each other only belong to each other.

Back then, Wangyue Nongxue, found that Wangyue Mo Wu was a good seedling for practicing martial arts. He brought Wangyue Mo Wu back to Yangguo, and his life was quite prosperous. Chu Lang just said that he later relied on subsidies and hard work to make money, and survived hard, studying, everything was ordinary.

Wangyue Mo Wu still wanted to take care of Chu Lang. As before, when she saw Chu Lang like something she liked, she bought it for Chu Lang, having dinner and drinking coffee, and Wangyue Mo Wu rushed to give it money.

Chu Lang also accepted it happily and enjoyed this past feeling.

Finally, Chu Lang took a taxi to see Wangyue Mo Wu come to the door of the Surman Hotel.

"Do you just live here?"

Chu Lang asked curiously.

"Well, I originally planned to live in Michelin, but I don't know why it was cancelled later."

Wangyue Mo Wu said with some dissatisfaction.

“Isn’t the Surman Hotel good?

In terms of grade, it is much higher than Michelin.”

Chu Lang asked in confusion.

"I like to eat pickle buns. The Surman Hotel is full of high-end dishes, without hot pickle buns." Wangyue Mo Wu said a little depressed.

"Don't worry, there will be."

Chu Lang said with a smile.

"Mo Wu, who are you talking to?"

At this time, a man wearing a samurai uniform of Yangguo came over, looked at Chu Lang hostilely, and then asked Mo Wu.

"Oh, senior brother, this is the little thin guy I'm talking about to you."

"This is my senior brother, Moon Wind."

Mo Wu immediately introduced it.

Although Mo Yun is a senior brother and a man, she is only a pitiful 1.6 meters tall, not yet tall, and looks quite funny.

"You're the thin little guy who almost starved to death on the street?"

Mo Yun glanced at Chu Lang and couldn't help but frown slightly, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Yes, I am, thank you for your care for Mo Wu over the years."

Chu Lang said with a polite smile.

"I take care of my junior sister and care about your nothing. This is 10,000 yuan. Take it. Don't bother my junior sister again in the future. You and her are no longer people in the same world."

Mo Yun took out a bank card and handed it to Chu Lang, saying as if she was sending a beggar.

"Senior brother, how can you speak like this?"

Mo Wu said a little angry.

“Aren’t I said it?

You are the descendant of the Sword Saint, and you have the noble surname Wangyue. You are a nobleman wherever you go. This kid is just a poor kid, and you are like a silk-like existence wherever you go."

Mo Yun said.

"Little Skinny, don't listen to my senior brother. We are still friends, our best friends!"

Mo Wu stepped forward and said seriously to Chu Lang.

"Well! We are friends, you will always be my friends."

Chu Lang smiled and nodded.

Chu Lang left.

Early the next morning, Wangyue Nongxue took Mo Yun and Mo Wu and had breakfast in Surman.

"Miss, we have a new dish called sprout bun, and if Miss wants, we are willing to provide it to you for free."

A Surman's waiter came forward and asked Mo Wu with a smile.

"Really?

Great! My favorite sprout bun!”

Mo Wu said excitedly.

"Hello, waiter, I like to eat salmon, I don't know..." Mo Yun said immediately.

"Sorry, we don't offer this low-end ingredient as salmon."

Before Mo Yun could finish her words, the waiter refused without thinking.

“Low-grade ingredients?

That sprout bun..." Wangyue Nongxue also asked in a daze.

“Sprout buns are recognized as high-end ingredients by our Surman.”

The waiter said without changing his face.

"..." The ink rhyme, looking at the moon and making snow.

Surman, it’s really overbearing. Their meaning is very obvious. We Surman has the final say in low-end ingredients and high-end ingredients. Shut up.

"Not bad, Surman's waiter is getting more and more imposing as my old Truman."

Chu Lang put down his cell phone and said with satisfaction.

Han Qianliu arranged these Yang people in the Surman Hotel, which helped Chu Lang a lot of help. Chu Lang could see clearly what they did and said.

"Nongxue Sword Saint, I have arranged the next thing. We will arrange the assassination of Chu Lang, or let him take poison and fight to win without fighting to take down Chu Lang's dog head."

At this time, Han Qianliu walked in, bowed deeply to Wangyue Nongxue, and then said.

"Well, you made a great deal. By the way, my apprentice and I want to have some salmon. Please go out and buy some fresh ones in."

Looking at the moon and snow, I was too lazy to look at Han Qianliu, and said lightly.

"Okay, please wait for the Sword Saint."

Han Qianliu said respectfully, and immediately winked at a follower behind him and asked him to buy salmon.

"What else does Sword Saint need?

The little girl will do her best to meet your requirements.”

Han Qianliu asked again with a flattering face.

This look will definitely not make people doubt at all. If she was asked to give herself out, she would never hesitate at all, and might feel extremely glorious and proud.

"It's so disgusting!"

Chu Lang turned off the video and said.

At this moment, Chu Lang's phone rang, and it was actually called by Liu Yunsheng.

Chu Lang frowned slightly, thought for a while, and finally answered the phone.

"Chu Lang, it's great. Save my daughter. Please save my daughter. Uncle knows that your skills are very good. At this time, Uncle has to rely on you."

Liu Yunsheng said as if he was about to cry.

"Sorry, we are no longer relatives."

Chu Lang thought about it, but finally decided not to care about the bad things in Liu Yunsheng's family, it must be thankless.

"Chu Lang, I beg you. I'll kneel at the door of your villa now. Just save my daughter!"

Liu Yunsheng said.

Chu Lang frowned, hung up the phone, and hurried out of the villa.

Liu Yunsheng actually knelt at the door of Qingdiyuan.

Seeing Chu Lang come out, Liu Yunsheng couldn't help but feel happy, but a trace of undetectable murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Get up, what's going on with your daughter?"

Chu Lang walked up to ask.

"Our family is bankrupt, but who knows that my daughter is used to a life of luxury and borrowed usury online with me on her back. Now she can't pay back the money, and my daughter has been detained by them."

Liu Yunsheng stood up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said.
Chapter completed!