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    This is very bad, people in this room, after Nangong Liu came in, Madam Wang, Xue Meng, and Xue Zhengyong immediately got up and treated each other with courtesy.

    But Chu Wanning was not in the mood, so he still stood by the window.

    As for Mo Ran, Confucianism School was a tattered sect that he suppressed in his previous life. No matter how bright and beautiful the appearance is, he knows that there is only a plate of loose sand underneath, and there is nothing to be afraid of.  But he really didn't intend to embarrass Nangong Liu, he just got used to it, so he never thought of standing up.

    This scene is weird.

    ?As the master and elder, Nangong Liu stood up, smiling amiably, not angry, and his face was full of familiarity that was still steaming.

    But as a guest and junior, Mo Ran's lazy sitting posture was caught straight. He crossed his legs and leaned on the master's chair with a cup of hot tea in his hand.

    Xue Zhengyi didn't pay attention to Mo Ran's actions just now, and when he turned around at this time, he couldn't help being greatly embarrassed.

    This ink burning is too unruly!

    "This is Grandmaster Mo, who has become very famous in recent years."

    Mo Ran Tea stopped drinking, covered the lid, raised his eyes and said, "Yes."

    "It really is a hero¡ª"

    Mo Ran interrupted him, and said with a smile: "Nangong Xianjun, you have already used the saying that a hero is a boy, so don't use it on me?"

    He has a gentle tone and a gentle smile, as if he is very polite.  But what he said was not polite at all. He didn't even stand up. After saying this, he picked up the teacup again, and the small celadon lid scraped the rim of the cup, and then blew away the rising mist  .

    With thick and slender eyelashes drooping down, and eyes closed, he took a sip of tea unhurriedly.

    He is young, handsome, tall and calm, with a posture, as if he is the rightful master of this Confucian school, the person who stands at the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world, and Nangong Liu is just a dog under him.

    "Haha, what Grandmaster Mo said is good, but he is only a mere ignorant person, and he couldn't think of a better wording, so¡ª"

    "Where is it?" Mo Ran put down the teacup, raised his eyes and smiled, "Since Nangong Xianjun entered this room, he has said a lot of good things. If Xianjun can't speak, who can claim to be able to speak?  ?¡±

    "Oh, I don't dare to take Master Mo's absurd praise."

    "Who said I was praising you." Mo Ran looked at him with a pair of bright black eyes, smiling, "It may not be a good thing to be too talkative sometimes."

    Xue Zhengyi couldn't stand it anymore, he lowered his voice and said: "Ran'er¡ª¡ª!"

    In his opinion, it is justifiable for Chu Wanning and Nangong Liu to turn their faces, at least there is an antecedent reason, Chu Wanning also has this identity, but Mo Ran

    Mo Ran didn't pay attention to Xue Zhengyong, but said to Nangong Liu: "These compliments, Nangong Xianjun should keep it to other juniors, I am a rough person, I don't understand, and I don't want to hear it."

    Xue Zhengyi: ""

    Of course, Mo Ran knew that his uncle would be unhappy if he did this, but he didn't regret it.

    There are too many disgusting things in the world, Chu Wanning has a strong temper, and is always willing to be the one who stands out.  A long time ago, when he was exorcising demons at Luo Xianxian's mansion, Chu Wanning would beat Chen Yuanwai, the client, to the flesh and blood because of the Chen family's bullying of a weak woman, regardless of his own reputation.

    Chu Wanning obviously did nothing wrong, but he is always criticized by others, saying that he is "cold-blooded", "acting recklessly", and "unhuman".

    Mo Ran doesn't want people to say that his master "doesn't talk about etiquette".

    So he would rather be more outrageous than Chu Wanning, and go too far. Only by using such a stupid method can he protect Chu Wanning behind him.  So in this room, all three people accepted Nangong Liu's flattery and kindness out of courtesy, but Mo Ran did not.

    This is not a sudden rise, since he knew that it was Chu Wanning who carried him on his back and climbed back from the sea of ??corpses and blood.  Ever since he saw that wisp of human soul in Meng Potang, that bowl of Chaoshou.  Since he went to the depths of hell and rescued Chu Wanning, he swore¡ª¡ª

    As long as Chu Wanning is still willing, he will stand with Chu Wanning from now on.

    Nangong Liu touched the jade twice in a row, if it were the head of another family, he should have thrown the table in a rage and chased away the guests long ago.

    But Nangong Liu didn't, he just pretended nothing happened, and happily said a few more words to Xue Zhengyi, which made Xue Zhengyi very embarrassed, he pulled Nangong Liu aside, and apologized in a low voice  , Said that he was incapable of disciplining his nephew.

    Nangong Liuze smiled and said: "Oh, young people, who is still not bloody? I think Master Mo is really a good-natured person, very nice. ?Xin Xin, as if he saw Chu Wanning who paid a lot but couldn't get others to look back for a moment, Mo Ran asked him: "Master Ye, why don't you come to the peak of life and death."

    "What?"

    "" I felt reckless when I spoke, and I knew how Ye Wangxi would answer, Mo Ran sighed, "I'll just ask casually, you don't have to take it to heart."

    Ye Wangxi smiled, he originally smiled handsomely, seven points heroic, three points beautiful.  But now it is still the same person, with the same smile, but the cheekbones are slightly sunken, the seven points of heroism are still there, but the three points of beauty have dried up, leaving only two pools of sadness.

    He wanted to hide it, but the sadness was too deep, and he tried his best, but still couldn't hide it well.

    He smiled and said, "Brother Mo, you are here to dig people for the top of death and life?"

    "Haha, yes, yes, but Mr. Ye probably won't come, so it's just a joke."

    "Well, my adoptive father is still here, so I won't leave."

    "What do you plan to do in the future, son?"

    "" Ye Wangxi's expression seemed to be in pain, but he couldn't answer immediately, what do he plan to do in the future?  He didn't know either, he felt that he was a moth, and Nangong Si was a lamp, and he always wanted to go with that lamp, even if the result was fragmented.

    But Nangong Si doesn't want him.

    "That's right, I'm still doing what I should do in the Confucianism School." Ye Wangxi smiled and said, "Assist the head, assist the foster father, and in the future, assist the young master."

    He paused, clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles were as pale as jade.

    Mo Ran was shocked that Ye Wangxi could say the last half sentence calmly, he could really say it

    "Assist the young lady."

    After he finished speaking, it seemed that he could finally bear it no longer, and he lowered his eyes.  But just for a moment, he looked up at Mo Ran respectfully and gracefully, with a smile on his face, and the whole person stood in the cold winter like a bamboo.

    Suddenly the westerly wind blew up the floating snow accumulated in the bamboo forest, like reed flowers flying around.

    At that moment, Mo Ran thought, no, Nangong Si cannot marry Song Qiutong.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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