3.512 The Lord's Invitation

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No vision!

I'm too lazy to take care of you!

It's a waste of her saliva.

Qiao Mu took another sip of tea, and the group was about to get up and leave, when they suddenly saw a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar walking into the door of the teahouse.

As soon as he entered, he arched his hand at everyone, and said with a smile, "You are the top academy teachers and students who won the third place in the academy qualifying competition before? ”

Mo Lian and his party looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Uncle De, what are you asking them to do? Fairy Lingfei was so angry that she vomited blood, and when she heard the voice, she had to walk into the teahouse again.

Since she met the group of people with small facial paralysis, she Lingfei Fairy has been making a fool of herself, and all kinds of ugly things make her feel resentful.

However, now, the master and the mansion master actually said that they would invite such a group of earth buns to the Shuntian Mansion Lord's Mansion for a banquet?

Why!

Lingfei Fairy's face hung upside down in anger, and she stared at Qiao Mu and the others coldly.

That paralyzed face is hateful, but the men around the little paralyzed face are estimated to be blind!

Is it that a woman of such beauty cannot even be seen by them?

Geng Pengcheng can't wait?

As soon as they stepped into the city of Shuntian Mansion, Geng Pengcheng couldn't wait to invite them over?

Qiao Mu thought that he had secretly fought with the lord of Shuntian Mansion many times, and his mood couldn't help but become annoyed.

What Shuntianfu wanted, she knew very well in her heart.

"Jojo, if you don't want to go, don't deal with them. Mo Lian raised her hand to hold the little guy's little hand and whispered.

A small Shuntian Mansion Mansion, it is impossible to turn the sky upside down.

Qiao Mu shook his head, "Go and see." ”

Thinking of all the good things that the lord of Shuntian Mansion had done, Qiao Mu couldn't help but sneer.

Before, Prince Mo told her that in the process of searching for the souls of Aunt Fan and Fan Qiuhe, he did not find anything substantial and useful.

Presumably someone has tampered with it.

But it doesn't matter if you can't find it.

Because Qiao Mu knew very well that this matter must be inseparable from Geng Pengcheng, the lord of Shuntian Mansion.

Seeing that Qiao Mu had agreed, the middle-aged scribe who had come to invite them seemed to be relieved, and said with a smile, "That's very good, everyone, please." In the main mansion today, several young heroes who came down from the Shenzhou Continent were invited. You are all the same age, so you might as well make friends. ”

In the eyes of middle-aged scribes, being able to make friends with the young ladies of Shenzhou is naturally something that everyone admires.

It's a pity that Qiao Mu's expression was indifferent, he glanced at him, got up and went out hand in hand with Mo Lian.

"Such a dilapidated carriage, is it here to pick us up?" Qiao Mu said in disgust, and glanced at the middle-aged scribe coldly, "Since the lord of your mansion is not sincerely invited, then please go back!"

"Ah, wait!" Seeing that the small face was paralyzed and holding the arm of the man in ink, he was about to turn away. The middle-aged scribe couldn't help but feel a little anxious!

This little guy doesn't follow the routine at all! I had promised to follow him to the City Lord's Mansion before, how did he go from the door to the door, in just a few moments, this attitude completely changed!

"City Lord, I sincerely invite you!"

What's wrong with this carriage? Where is it snubbing them!

The middle-aged scribe almost wanted to howl a few times in his heart! A woman's mind is really fickle.

Qiao Mu's eyes did not have the slightest warmth, he glanced at the middle-aged scribe, and snorted, "Break!"