Huo Laocai wouldn't believe her words, if she knew how to write the word "proportion", it would be a ghost.

Yue gently faced his endless contempt and did not change his color, and continued: "I just hope that Huo Lao will support the juniors when he sees that Xuan is ruthless and troubles the juniors!" ”

Fortunately, Huo Lao had already prepared in his heart, otherwise he would have to vomit blood in anger.

How does Lao Tzu know when Xuan Wuru is going to trouble you? Isn't it to be by your side all the time? Isn't this a guard?

"Grandpa Huo, Xiao Xuan is optimistic about you!" Yue Xiaoxuan looked serious, and patted his shoulder with his little hand.

Huo Lao suddenly had an impulse to cry, he didn't want to be optimistic, he wanted to look at the door, he wanted his ears to be clean, he wanted to be free......

But he took the pill cheaply!

One night, in Huo Lao's infinite remorse, passed.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone down, and the gate of Nanfeng Academy was bustling with people.

"Have you heard? The Ruthless Pavilion Lord is here! ”

"Of course I know, I must be here for His Highness Chen!"

"It is said that the Pavilion Master of the Ruthless Pavilion is the first beauty in the Xuanyue Continent, with a strong background and high talent, and only she can match His Royal Highness Shangchen!"

"That's it, then what moon is going to be unlucky!"

……

The news spread so fast that if it wasn't for someone else, a fool wouldn't believe it.

At this time, a pleasant sound of flute suddenly sounded in the sky, and everyone subconsciously raised their heads.

However, I saw that four young women came from far and near with jade flutes in their hands, they were dressed in white clothes, and a pink ribbon around their waists was embroidered with the unique symbol of the Ruthless Pavilion with white threads.

Behind them were four women, dressed in the same way, with silver bells hanging from their hands and feet, and as they flew the bells made a "tinkling" sound, mixing with the music without any sense of disobedience.

On his slender shoulders he carried a sedan chair surrounded by white gauze, and he could vaguely see a beautiful figure.

There are four maidservants in the sky above the sedan chair sprinkling flower petals, colorful petals, refreshing fragrance, eye-catching beautiful maids, and moving music, which is the unique pomp and circumstance of the ruthless pavilion master Xuan.

While everyone was so surprised that they forgot about the admiration, on a dense tree, one big and one small were complaining.

"Xuan's ruthless taste is really bad, the first four, what's not good to blow, girls learn to; The middle four, carrying the coffin with a dog bell, and the top four, sprinkled with flower petals and the white, are clearly the funeral procession! Yue said lightly leaning against the tree and knocking on the melon seeds.

"Mother's wisdom! But does my mother think that the woman's mi/mimi is big and small? That woman's boob/mime scrolling is unnatural and looks like a fake? That woman's mi/mi/mi......" Yue Xiaoxuan shook her little thick legs and pointed over one by one.

Don't blame him for always looking at other people's mics/mias, our Xiaoxuan was weaned at a very young age, and he has an unusual longing for mi/mi.

"Yes, yes! Look at those few again, thinking that no one can see that they are broken melons if they don't walk? There are also those few, the appearance of lifting the buttocks must have hemorrhoids! ”

"Bang!"

A certain black shadow fell directly from the tree, and Feng Qingyi hammered the ground with a painful face.