The middle hall of the merit building fell silent, and a group of interrogators looked at Meng Fan, and the matter that could have been solved smoothly and smoothly was reversed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Reconsideration?

Mengniuba actually knew this regulation, this regulation is a supplementary item, and it is written on the bottom of the announcement board in small letters, and you can't see it if you don't look carefully!

Why is this Mengniuba so careful, or has someone else instructed him?

Everyone's minds were confused, but they didn't know that Meng Fan had a mysterious dream dao technique, and he had already practiced the ability to never forget, even if he couldn't find it for a while, he couldn't even escape a punctuation mark after a careful aftertaste.

How could he let go of such an important provision that could reverse the situation!

"But, Brother Niu Ba, will there really be someone to prove it for you?"

Petite and cute Moli, today with double ponytails and braids hanging on both sides of his head, he is as cute as he wants. This time she came in a hurry, and it could be seen that she was concerned from the bottom of her heart, and Meng Fan, who was moved, wanted to rub her little head.

He also couldn't figure out what happened to Mo Li, I don't know if it was Cao Xiong's poison talisman that played a role, or if this girl really moved his heart to him?

However, he is an undercover agent, if he really kills the Lord of Moguan one day, I don't know...... Mo Li, what will this girl do to herself.

"Brother Niu Ba......" Seeing Meng Fan's appearance outside the divine object, Mo Li whispered, "Will anyone come?"

"Oh. Meng Fan retracted his thoughts, heard the clock on the wall clicking and walked, and saw Han Yu and Daoist Qiu both looking at him expectantly, he smiled bitterly and said, "It should be." ”

Probably so, right?

What is the answer to this?

Mo Li and the others were worried again, Mo Li even thought that he could only invite his grandfather if he couldn't do it again, but his grandfather was dull and incomprehensible about things like the rules and precepts, and he didn't know if he would help Meng Niuba speak.

"Eight hours, Mengniuba, we have given you the opportunity for reconsideration, if you can't catch these eight hours, even if the Lord of the Audience comes, you will not be able to escape the end of being removed!" As the deacon of the dormitory, Cao Xiong calmed down, thinking that Meng Fan was just trying to delay time, and in these eight hours, Meng Fan couldn't make any waves.

Want to find the viewer through a strange relationship?

It's better to die of this heart.

Cao Xiong has long studied the mind of the Guanzhu thoroughly, and in the past few decades, there have been more disciples who have made mistakes, many of whom are talented and academic, and he has never seen the Guanzhu show favor to anyone.

For the Lord of Moguan, the rules are an important factor in making the incense of Huyangguan not extinguished.

Without rules, let alone a Huyang view, even if it is a large company of 10,000 people, it will be a matter of time before it collapses.

"Move the table!"

"Move the stool!"

"Serve the tea!"

Seeing Cao Xiong and Deacon Zhao sitting steadily behind the long table, drinking tea, and saying these cool words, Mo Li became angry, crossed his waist, and commanded his anger, showing the eldest lady's temper to the fullest. Now that the results have not yet come out, no one can treat her Mengniu bully brother as a prisoner, let alone treat her as a prisoner.

Hearing Mo Li's words, the two squatter disciples glanced at Cao Xiong, Cao Xiong waved his hand, and the two disciples moved the table and stool, poured tea again, and served Mo Li and a few people. Meng Fan and the others sat down, drank tea and began to chat, although they were worried, but there was no wave on their faces.

To believe in Mengniuba, they all think so.

"When I came back from the mission, I encountered a landslide and blocked the road, I don't know if the road is open now?" Meng Fan's fingers were white and slender, and he didn't lose to the girl, and he scratched around on the white ceramic teacup, and he was dizzy to see it.

"It was almost cleaned up yesterday, so it should be passable today. Han Yu looked at the tea in the teacup, pale green and full of aroma, but he was not in the mood to take a sip.

If this review had determined Meng Fan's sex, he would not have been able to escape the catastrophe, and he finally survived to the outer disciples, and then he was beaten back to the registered disciple and lived on the penance cliff, which was as uncomfortable as he was. What's even more uncomfortable is that if his junior brother is really expelled from Huyangguan, he doesn't have the face to mess around in Huyangguan, he took Meng Fan to do the task, something happened, and he felt guilty!

"That's fine. Meng Fan smiled lightly, took out his mobile phone from his robe and started playing, although there was no signal, but the game was installed with a few, Mo Li saw it, put his little head up, and was very happy to see it, his hair rubbed against Meng Fan's nose, and he couldn't help but sneeze.

Seeing Meng Fan playing with his mobile phone, Daoist Qiu frowned, his affection for Meng Fan was not very deep, but after all, he owed favors to others, and now he was a disciple of Shifangtang, if he was expelled like this, his face would not be bright, and he would be laughed at by Cao Xiong...... I can't even keep my own disciples, and I still be a deacon.

Remembering that his son was lying in bed and not waking up, which was caused by Cao Xiong's hand, Daoist Qiu couldn't help but clench his fists, then slowed down, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and muttered: "It's cold." ”

The clock on the wall clicked and walked, a little ruthlessly, and the projection of the sunlight on the floor slowly shifted, and a group of people just stayed up.

At noon, Mo Li asked her disciple to bring food, she hurriedly ate a few bites, and she couldn't eat anymore, but Meng Fan ate quite deliciously. And Cao Xiong and Deacon Zhao watched Meng Fan eat dryly, and also asked the disciples to bring a few copies, and after another hour, calculating the time, eight hours had passed and three hours had passed, and there were five hours left, looking at the clock on the wall, they couldn't help but want to take off the clock and adjust the time faster.

"The rules of reconsideration must be changed, which is a bit unreasonable. Deacon Zhao leaned back in his chair, unexpectedly things would suddenly turn into a protracted battle.

After another two hours, even Meng Fan was a little weak-hearted, and when he left the hospital, Dean Liu of Huimin Hospital held his hand and said that he would come to the Taoist Temple to visit him, and also prepared an incense money, which will be sent to the Taoist Temple in the near future.

Now that the road is almost open, and several days have passed, what Dean Liu won't say is polite words! If he is really driven out of Huyang Temple, it will really waste the hard work of the seven groups.

Thinking of this, he felt that time was going faster and faster.

And Cao Xiong and Deacon Zhao also began to smile on their faces.

Han Yu and Daoist Qiu sat expressionlessly, Mo Li was tired of playing with his mobile phone, his chin rested on the table, his eyes blinked, waiting for a miracle to come.

"Mengniuba, I think you better don't toss, it's this time, and your witnesses won't come. Deacon Zhao and Cao Xiong exchanged colors and opened their mouths to break the silence of the scene.

But at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the little Taoist priest Li Yi suddenly broke in, panting, and said to Meng Fan: "Senior Brother Niu Ba, there are people coming down from the mountain, there are many people, I want to see you, ......" (to be continued.) )