It sounds unpleasant, so I will change it to Jinwu Wan from now on."

After saying that, he took out a blue vest and handed it to Zuo Mo: "This second-grade Xianlan Spirit Armor can be regarded as a little bit of my uncle's kindness. You usually wear it on your body for more protection."

Zuo Mo quickly saluted and thanked him.

"My nephew may have to refine some recently." Yan Le said with a look of distress on his face: "Now your senior sister is surrounded by people and can't escape. Only by selling some immediately can things calm down."

He couldn't help but admire the vision of the head brother. If he really didn't sell it, he was afraid that his small shop in Dongfu would be demolished immediately, and Wu Kong Jianmen would undoubtedly become the target of public criticism. Can it be done by then?

It's hard to say how to retain Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo was stunned. He didn't expect that things would turn out to be like this. He immediately said: "Master, don't worry, I will refine a batch right away." If nothing else, Senior Sister Li Yingfeng is in trouble, and he can't do it anyway.

Can't sit back and watch.

Yan Le nodded with satisfaction, gave Zuo Mo some instructions, and then left.

Zuo Mo woke up, widened his eyes, and gradually became excited!

He curiously looked at the Xianlan Spirit Armor in his hand. This was the first time he had seen the spirit armor. Curiously, he poured spiritual power into it. He saw that the Xianlan Spirit Armor in his hand suddenly melted into a ball of blue water, flowing along his body.

The arms spread and quickly covered his whole body, and he could clearly feel the connection between this spiritual armor and him.

Are you really going to get rich?
Chapter completed!