Seeing that those people were only caring about saluting themselves, the seventh son couldn't help but say coldly:

"What a bunch of unsighted minions! One by one, on the contrary, they just came over to talk to your seventh master, but they didn't know what kind of person they were sitting in your seventh master's car! If you don't hurry up, open the main door, call everyone in the Zhuangzi, and hurry up and start to get busy! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned for a while.

In the meantime, only one person was a little bolder, barely calmed down, and stepped forward to ask respectfully:

"The seventh master commanded, how dare my generation disobey! It's just that the little one still dares to ask more, but I don't know, who is sitting in this car? Only if you ask clearly, the small ones can also come up with corresponding regulations. In other words, the appearance of this car alone is too simple, and this car is ......."

"Stupid, stupid!" The seventh son gritted his teeth and scolded: "Your seventh master, you have to drive your master's top-level pumpkin cart to come, can you open your dog's eyes and recognize your master." The master has an important matter to pass by here, you slaves, don't hurry up to kneel to welcome our master! ”

As soon as these words came out, I saw that under the mud ground, there was already a lot of uproar, and a large area fell to his knees.

"Little greetings to the master! May the master's body be healthy and blessed! ”

Frowning, Prince Nangong said coldly in the car:

"Well, get up. This king brought a very important friend over today, and he is not in the mood to talk nonsense with you. Hurry up and pack up the good room and come over, the king's friend is unwell and needs a quiet rest. ”

"Yes, the minion will do it." A Zhuang slave hurriedly got up and flew away.

"Seventh son, put down the pedal, this king needs to take her out of the car."

There was already a special wooden bench, covered with a big red felt carpet, and it was sent to Rufei:

"Back to the master, everything is ready to live, welcome the master to get off."

The rather simple door finally opened silently.

The first to come out was a little fox with a fiery red coat.

Staring at a pair of dark and smart little round eyes, he first searched around, and Ah Tong's child shook a thick long tail, walked on four short legs, and slowly got off the car full of arrogance.

The villagers, who were originally waiting respectfully, couldn't help but be a little stunned on their originally solemn faces:

In other words, when did the master, who has always been like a god, adopt such a little red fox with a high toe and empty eyes?

Haven't heard of it!

After coughing lightly, Nangong Wang Ye slowly got out of the carriage.

is still long hair, red like ink, like fire, like a delicate flower in February.

It's just that what's even more surprising is that this time, in his arms, he actually cherishes a person.

A young descendant in a green shirt combing a man's hair in a bun and unconscious.

The little prince, who often refuses people thousands of miles away, actually made an exception and came back with a person, and it was the princess who had the most intimate attitude and the most ambiguous attitude, and everyone's eyes lit up when they came, and their hearts began to burn with gossip:

It turns out that his master, who is as cold as an iceberg and is not close to people, likes it in private, and it is actually a little minister, a little minister!

Moreover, it is a little minister who is low in force and often faints and shows timidity!