"So, I can kill this guy at will?" Jiu Yuanzi thought about it and looked at Linghu Baoguo.
As long as there is no monitoring, Linghu Baoguo's family members cannot go to the alien bureau to sue him with empty words.
After all, there are still big monsters in this world, and the alien bureau must adhere to some rules on the surface. Otherwise, if you can catch whoever you want, how long can the monster survive?
Unless the great sages are all crazy, completely ignoring the reduction of monsters, and will reduce their own power, they will acquiesce to the chaos of the aliens.
Jiu Yuanzi felt that judging from the attitude shown by the female great saint named Mr. Qian in the alien bureau, the superficial rules of the alien bureau were still followed.
Then things would be much simpler.
She walked up to Linghu Baoguo and looked at him maliciously.
This look made Linghu Baoguo feel something was wrong. He stopped hiding his clumsiness and took a bite on his tongue. The pain made his whole body tremble, and he temporarily resisted the negative impact of depression.
"Bang!" He turned into a big red fox with two tails and ran towards the back door, shouting as he ran: "Where are the people who died? Come and help me!"
Jiu Motoko thought he was going to fight with him for 300 rounds, but he didn't expect to turn into his real body and run away. It was too bad.
As expected, such a bad monster can only bully poor Mr. Ning.
Seeing him dragging his big fiery red tail through the iron railing of the back door, he scurried away as if he had stolen a chicken leg, but Jiu Motoko did not chase him out.
This will make her feel like she is bullying the smaller ones.
Glancing at Linghu Baoguo's clothes that had fallen on the recliner, Jiu Yuanzi reached out to pick them up and began to rummage through his pockets.
Mobile phones, wallets, the backdoor key to Mr. Ning’s house, a handkerchief with a cartoon fox head, a watch that looks valuable, a milk candy...
There are no spiritual things, not a single thing.
The three people who came last night still had a magic weapon on them that could block their breath, but their leader didn't have one.
Jiu Motoko threw the turned over suit on the chair, opened the milk candy and threw it into her mouth, took out the clay (fake) from the universe in her sleeve, and continued to sit by the swimming pool and make people. .
She didn't believe it. It was so difficult to make a statue. How could a little fairy not make it?
Ning Zhi had just returned from the Alien Bureau and found a familiar car in front of his home, and his face became extremely ugly.
I happen to have a score to settle with him, let's do it now.
As soon as he got out of the car and was about to walk over, the car started, as if he was a guilty thief and wanted to escape.
When passing by him, he saw the car window open, Linghu Baoguo bared his fangs at him and shouted: "You have indeed turned into a monster, the alien bureau is useless, clean it up and wait for me!"
Ning Zhi looked at his naked body in the car and showed an expression of extreme disgust, "You are getting more and more perverted. It's disgusting. You should at least put tape on the fox whip when you go out, so as not to embarrass me."
Linghu Baoguo immediately retracted his legs, covered his hands with his hands and shouted with a blushing face: "You are no longer a mortal, we will see. When the time comes, it will be useless for you to beg me!"
"Get out of here now, I'm going to get a needle eye." Ning Zhi ignored him at all. He was so disgusted that he didn't want to talk to him anymore. It was so ugly to argue at the door. He could learn for a few days before dealing with him.
After all, this is a vixen who has been around for more than three hundred years, and he has only become a demon for a day. With his current strength, the black fertilizer may not burn him to death.
Anyway, he will deliver it to the door himself, there is no rush at all.
Linghu Baoguo walked away while scolding him. He had no temperament at all and lived like a farce.
Ning Zhi returned to his former home, but there was no one there.
So I walked to the backyard, and sure enough I saw Shu Motoko in the backyard. She was not swimming, but playing in the mud by the pool, as if she wanted to make a monster.
He walked over and looked at the mud and said doubtfully: "What kind of monster is this? Is it the kind that only exists in heaven? It looks really disgusting and a bit unsightly."
"It's like a deep-sea fish, because it's too dark and no one sees it, so it just grows."
Jiu Motoko stopped and stared at the monster he had been pinching for three hours. He threw the mud on his hand to the ground and said unconvincingly: "Then pinch someone for me."
Ning Zhi was shocked, "Is this a human being?"
"Of course it's a human. Take a closer look. This is human-making clay. It's a good gradeless thing I got from the dojo. Nuwa was watching the excitement while she was creating humans. She opened the clay of her mind. Maybe she can make a human. Come out and be my little demon servant." Jiu Yuanzi said proudly.
Ning Zhi unexpectedly did not refuse, "Okay, I'll give you someone tonight. Now change into clothes. I'll take you to a place first, and then go to Diyi Auction House after dinner."
Jiu Motoko immediately put away the human-making clay and asked with some doubt: "Are you really good at pinching people?"
"Don't doubt it. As long as the family is well-off, they will send their children to learn painting, piano, football, basketball and other hobbies. My family is so rich, how could I not learn it?" Ning Zhi said calmly.
Jiu Motoko didn't know about this kind of thing, which greatly aroused her. Every mortal knew how to shape a statue better than herself!
How could the little fairy accept this kind of thing? She has no talent.
Ning Zhi didn't understand why she was so surprised. If he told her that she could also play the violin and erhu, scuba diving, sailing and paddling, she had also practiced Sanda for several years, and won the first prize in calligraphy for children in the country, she would not be able to tell her. Scared to death.
"By the way, you will change into something like this later. Wear it to dinner and then change it to this when you go to the Diyi auction." He took out his phone, opened the photo album and showed her three pictures.
Jiu Motoko looked over and saw that she was wearing a long black dress to the auction and it was almost mopping the floor. For dinner, it’s an elegant dress with a touch of cuteness.
And the outfit she was about to change into was wonderful, a black leather jacket and leather trousers, with many rivet buttons on the clothes.
Even the person wearing this outfit had his eyes painted as if they were bruised, his lips were blackened by poison, and his nails were painted black.
She was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Why, are these the high-end versions of the clothes of your three bodyguard monsters?"
"You have learned the worldly language well. If you watch TV for a few more days, you will understand everything." Ning Zhi praised.
Jiu Motoko stared at the photo. The swimsuit on her body began to change. When the black leather clothes appeared, makeup began to be applied to her face. In less than a minute, her outfit was the same as in the photo.
Even the other party's short, ear-length hair, which had been shaved flat by a knife, appeared neatly on her head, saving at least two hours of work for three makeup artists.
Ning Zhi, who was not interested in this at first, suddenly became curious. He took the car key and led Jiu Yuanzi to the front yard, while testing: "That book you mentioned, "The Application of Spiritual Power: One Hour a Day" "Technique", can you write it down silently?"
"I can teach you something when I'm happy. Now Mr. Ning knows what he wants to do." Jiu Yuanzi raised his blue-black eyelids and hinted.
She was very sure that Mr. Ning would take her to Yao's Security Company to settle the account now, and she would definitely get compensation. If you only accept spiritual objects, and you want to give the bulk to yourself, teach him a technique for using small spiritual powers.
Ning Zhi frowned and seemed a little embarrassed. Finally, after the two of them got on the off-road vehicle and sat down, he reluctantly said, "Linghu Baoguo is here to harass you. I apologize to you on his behalf. Unexpectedly, He’s getting more and more unrestrained.”
"He's over three hundred years old, and he's still walking around naked. But don't worry, I will make him regret it."
Jiu Yuanzi glanced at him sideways, "Are you suggesting to me that you are very weak now and I should be more generous and teach you how to use spiritual power?"
Ning Zhi was stunned, "Isn't that what you're talking about?"
"Isn't that your family matter? What I said is that if there is compensation for going to Yao's security later, I will take the lion's share." Jiu Yuanzi had to make it clear.
Now it's not just Ning Zhi, the new little monster, who wants spiritual objects, she also wants them, the more the merrier.
Ning Zhi originally wanted to get used to it and said, I can give it all to you, but when the words reached his throat, he swallowed them hard and replaced it with, "At most, it will be divided equally, and no more will be enough."
In Jiu Yuanzi's eyes full of disgust, he said with difficulty and shame: "...The president's family doesn't have any food left."
"Okay." Jiu Yuanzi still agreed, what if he didn't go to collect the debt if he was pushed too hard.
A multi-million dollar off-road vehicle drove out of a villa worth hundreds of millions, but the two people in the vehicle smelled of poverty.
The damn feeling of poverty at this moment was something that Mr. Ning would never forget.
