My long stream is you

Chapter 747 What is the surface (5)

This place was as big as a square, but only one light was turned on, and there was only one table and a man in white that illuminated the place.

The stall owner brought Mo Xi here, pointed to her and walked back.

Mo Xi walked to the table.

When the person behind the desk saw someone coming, he directly asked, "How much do you plan to pay for the news?"

"Ten prophecies, down payment of ten ingots of gold."

She revealed the gold wrapped in cloth in her hand.

But the person on the other side didn't look at it.

He looked shocked, and looked at Mo Xi carefully: "If you can predict, why don't you take care of what you want?"

"The prophet does not look at himself. What I want to know has been predicted, but it is vague and unsatisfactory."

She had indeed tried it before, and she didn't get any information, but the information was vague and general, and she needed more information that could be obtained in this world to be able to calculate more accurately.

The man in white looked at her for a moment, then his eyes fell on the gold.

"Generally, the deposit for news only needs one ingot of gold. I'm afraid the girl's news is not easy to ask for."

"That's right, otherwise I wouldn't have found Guimeng."

Mo Xi pulled a chair from the dark and sat opposite the man in white, "So this mission is acceptable?"

The man in white hooked his lips, "There is no task that the Dark Alliance dare not take."

"Okay." Mo Xi straightened his finger tapping on the table, looked at the man in white, and said, "Two tasks, changing fate to the orphan and the chosen place."

The man in white was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"Changing the Orphan and the Chosen Land." Mo Xi repeated, "Have you heard of it?"

"I've heard about Changing My Fate. There was a lot of rumors about it for a while, and I received two large boxes just for the deposit for the news." The man stood up with his chest folded, and looked into Mo Xi's eyes across the table, "It's just the choice of heaven." This place is unheard of, did the girl get her name wrong?"

Mo Xi raised his eyes slightly, "So there is news in this world that your alliance can't find out?"

"It's a joke." The man suddenly leaned over the table, Mo Xi turned around instantly, and moved the chair behind him to the front, blocking the people who suddenly approached.

Separated by chairs, the man was not angry, and smiled slightly, "If someone releases a task, naturally someone will dare to take it, but girl, you have to show the bargaining chips you have to convince others, right? Otherwise, the dream of empty hands and white wolves will wake up sooner or later." .”

I never thought that the other party would believe it all of a sudden, so Mo Xi naturally agreed.

"How do you want to test?"

"It's very simple. If you say you can predict, can you measure it?"

"can."

Mo Xi nodded. In fact, the past is easier to predict than the future. Even if it is a place like the Chosen Land, even if it is indeed hidden and no one mentions it in the Jianghu, but because of its real existence, Mo Xi can detect it. It was a place that was protected and extremely hidden.

"Then tell me about my identity."

Mo Xi narrowed his eyes, "The young master of the dark alliance, Wen Jun."

Wen Jun's coquettish sitting posture froze, and he looked at Mo Xi blankly: "Have you investigated?"

"With such internal news from the dark alliance, does Young Master Wen feel that there are ghosts in his power?" Mo Xisi said with a faint expression, "If this is the case, Young Master Wen should be careful, after all, anyone who can know your identity It’s the top of the Dark Alliance, and even the stall owner just didn’t know about it.”

"If one of them is a mole, what if he does something..."

"Stop, stop, stop, I believe you." Wen Jun was thoughtful, "Then is there any ghost in the dark alliance now?"

In fact, it's good for the girl to know this way. If she really has the ability to do calculations or find out his identity from other places, at least he has a good idea of ​​how much she knows when he tells it now.

　At the request of the provider of the setting of the plane, this plane may be sad. Whether it will really write sad is currently undecided, but it is possible.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)