Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind!
That’s right!
In this Mo City, Mo Zeling said that her father was just a minor official.
If he was just a minor official, he wouldn't be able to help her.
Because what Su Luo needed was to make identity badges for all twenty children, which was not a simple project.
In Su Luo's opinion, only someone at the level of a city lord could accomplish this.
Thinking of this, Su Luo took a few steps back and turned around.
The middle-aged guard was standing in front of Su Luo. His eyes were cold and murderous, his face was gloomy and looked very ugly!
"Girl, please leave quickly!" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes.
His hand was pressed against the scabbard, as if he would take the sword out of the scabbard and kill someone at any time!
Su Luo smiled faintly: "Is your old man injured?"
The middle-aged man's eyes were dark, and the murderous intent in his eyes was a bit stronger.
"Let me guess. Your old man is suffering from chest disease, right?"
There was a hint of murderous intent in the middle-aged uncle's eyes!
"That's definitely the chest cavity. It must have been hit by a sword. Is there iris poison on the sword?" Su Luo smiled faintly.
As soon as the old man appeared in front of her, she smelled a faint scent of iris poison. Only a god-level alchemist like Su Luo could smell this kind of poison. No one else could smell it.
"Who are you!"
The sword in the middle-aged man's hand was across Su Luo's shoulders and neck.
Su Luo smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that your old man has been saved since he met me."
The middle-aged man thrust the sword deeper into his hand: "Tell me, who are you!"
The strength of this middle-aged uncle is not simple at all. The person he protects can be said to be the one with the most say behind the entire Mo City.
How can a middle-aged man be weak if he can protect such a person?
But Su Luo was not afraid. She looked at the middle-aged man and smiled faintly: "If you kill me, your old man's poison will really never be cured by anyone. He won't live for more than three months."
"you!"
The middle-aged man's sword was almost piercing Su Luo's neck!
But at this moment, the old man who had been silent the whole time said calmly: "Fengming, step back."
"yes."
The middle-aged man listens to the old man very much.
Fengming?
A white light appeared in Su Luo's eyes.
She actually guessed it right.
Su Luo had been with Mo Ze Lingzi these past few days, and from her, she had almost learned everything about the sphere of influence and celebrities in the entire Mo City.
However, Mo Zeling focused on this Fengming.
Feng Ming, the personal bodyguard of the old man in Lord Mo's family, is a very powerful warrior, known as the Sword Coming from the East.
So... the person he protects is Lord Mo's biological father, the person with the most say in Mo City?
Su Luo had originally wanted to negotiate with City Lord Mo to have identity badges made for the twenty children, but now that she had met City Lord Mo's biological father, it couldn't be better.
Mr. Mo didn't move. He just stared at Su Luo and said, "Little girl, do you have anything to say?"
Since the old man had spoken, Su Luo hurried over, sat opposite him, and said with a smile: "My words are very simple. In one sentence, I can save your life."
Mr. Mo stared at Su Luo with his wise and deep eyes.
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