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Mo Li was shopping with two servants.

He was a little depressed - due to his status, he could not attend such an important scene as the public festival.

Fortunately, since moving into the Qingdi Mansion, he has fully enjoyed the treatment of his son, not only has his own car, but also has free entry and exit, and there is no need to report to Dahong.

So, he decided to come out and brush up on his presence.

Yesterday, he heard that after the public festival, the monarch and the young monarch will work together to welcome the tablet back to the palace on this side of the Northern Heavenly Realm.

At that time, his mind was alive - if he wasn't allowed to go to the site of the public festival, or to the Northern Heaven Realm, couldn't I go to the Qingli Realm next to him to guard? When the king returned, I followed the fleet and came back together. In this case, people outside will think that I didn't attend the public festival because I was taking care of the ceremonies on the side of the palace......

The more I thought about it, the more I thought it was a great idea!

He hurriedly ordered the little servant to prepare the car, and rushed to the first city of the Qingli Realm, Streamer City, as quickly as possible.

This place is separated from the Middle Heaven Realm by dozens of realms, so only a few big people with heads and faces can go to the Middle Heaven Realm to watch the ceremony. Most people do what they have to do. The only difference from normal days is that in the streets and alleys, people talk about public festivals.

Mo Li is the first time to come to the Qingli Realm, and he is not worried about being recognized. Therefore, he did not change his appearance, but just changed into an elegant brocade robe, and wandered aimlessly on the street like an ordinary son of a family. Hearing that people were not leaving the "public festival", he was very irritable.

Well, there's no way to walk around this street.

He stopped and looked around, and saw that there was a teahouse a hundred steps away in front of him, which was splendidly repaired, and the grade was so-so.

Let's go to the teahouse and find a private room, and wait for the king's fleet.

Half an hour later, Mo Li sat in a first-class house in this teahouse, drinking tea comfortably, while watching the passers-by on the street, passing the time.

Two little guys, one stood behind him, pinching his shoulder, and the other knelt on one foot, carrying one of his legs on his shoulder, and gently pounding.

Three or two sips of high-grade Lingwu tea went down to the throat, and the irritability in my heart disappeared.

I can't get tired of such days, no matter how long they are.

"Knock knock......" Someone is knocking on the door.

Mo Li couldn't help frowning slightly--the guys in this shop are very clever, and the tea and snacks are served quickly and well. In a moment, everything he ordered was already alive. So, it can't be a guy knocking on the door.

It's the first time he's here, and he doesn't even know anyone in Streamer City.

So, who's knocking on the door outside?

The room is covered with a double-sided isolation immortal array. With his cultivation, his divine consciousness cannot pass through this array. Therefore, he could not find out who was knocking on the door outside.

The two servants, who had not received his instructions, turned a deaf ear to the knock at the door, and continued to serve him.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The voice was not slow, but it was full of energy. There is a kind of frame that if he doesn't open the door, he will knock on it forever.

"Si'er, go and see, who's outside?" Mo Li put down the tea bowl in his hand and commanded impatiently.

"No." The little guy who pinched his shoulder answered and walked to the door, opening it half a width wide.

At the door stood a silver-haired old man in a purple robe.

"You ......"

Before he could speak, the old man snorted from his nose, and with a "bang", even the door was pushed open.

"Smack!" Si'er was slapped directly on the wall behind the door by this sudden palm.

In the room, Mo Li and the little guy who was beating his legs were shocked by this sudden change, and looked at the door with their mouths open.

The purple-robed old man swaggered in.

Behind him, the door of the hole opened, with a "squeak", closed tightly.

Si'er rolled his eyes and collapsed limply on the ground.

The old man glanced at the little guy kneeling on the ground, and snorted coldly: "Mo Li, your life is very comfortable." ”

Mo Li came back to his senses, pulled the corners of his mouth, and chuckled: "Who should I be." It turned out to be the flame elder of the Feng clan. ”

"Feng Clan?" Yan Lao twisted his eyebrows, "Mo Li, you really forgot about this!" ”

"Flame Lao is too old and has no memory at all." Mo Li put his legs down from the shoulders of the little guy, crossed his hands, gently put them on his lower abdomen, and said lazily, "I have been expelled a long time ago, why do you forget your roots?" ”

"Don't leave!" Elder Yan scolded sharply, "Since the day you were born, you have been cultivated by the elite of the clan. Even if your qualifications are limited, the clan has always worshiped you according to the core children. It's just an angry move by Feng Jun, have you written off the kindness of the clan to you? Whether you're expelled or not, you're a fire phoenix! No matter where you go or what your identity is, the world only thinks you are a phoenix! Since the day you were born, your body has been marked with the brand of the Feng clan. You are a member of the Feng Clan, this is an ironclad fact, and you can't deny it! ”

Mo Li nodded again and again: "Yes, the truth in this world belongs to your family." You're always right. ”

He put on a look of not being able to eat oil and salt. Yan Lao was so angry that his face turned red: "Mo Li......"

Unexpectedly, Mo Li rolled his eyes and directly interrupted him: "Yan Lao came to me today, he won't tell me to make a big sense, right?" Say, what's the matter? ”

When Elder Yan heard this, his expression was slightly softened. Seeing that Mo Li showed no signs of moving, he snorted coldly from his nose, flicked his sleeves, and sat down on another official hat chair under the window.

"Mo Li, I heard that you entered the Qingdi Mansion?" He rolled his eyelids and asked in a cold voice, "Yes and no?" ”

"Yes." Mo Li nodded, "Your Excellency gives you the number, Feng." ”

Yan Lao asked: "You have long known that Lord Qingdi is the reincarnation of Yuanjun Niangniang, yes or no?" ”

"Yes." Mo Li said deliberately, "Otherwise, how can I not want anything, and I will follow you even if my reputation is ruined." At that time, the king had just been promoted to the general of the captivity. After a pause, he curled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I really have to thank Feng Jun." If he hadn't taken me out of Fengming Mountain and forced me to go to the king who was just a broken general, I wouldn't have found Yuanjun Niangniang so quickly. ”

Elder Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried to slow down his tone: "Mo Li, this matter is indeed too much for Feng Jun. He has realized his mistake, and that's why he came to you with this seat. Alas, this one's own teeth still have the time to bite through one's own tongue. In any case, he is your own uncle, a close relative who has broken bones and tendons. You ......"

Mo Li interrupted him unceremoniously: "Elder Yan remembered it wrong. Feng Jun is just my clan uncle. My dad had only one sister and no brothers. ”

Yan Lao was so angry that his face turned white and red, red and white, and a pair of sharp eyes glared at him, and his anger rose up.

Mo Li smiled and said, "I'm sorry." You continue. I promise to listen and won't interrupt you again. ”

Seeing this, Elder Yan knew that it was useless to have a relationship with this kid. After settling down, he suppressed his anger again and changed his rhetoric: "Mo Li, even if Feng Jun can't stand you, but the rest of our clansmen don't stand up to you, right?" Now, you've got your wish. Lord Qingdi favors you alone, and your life is enjoyable. Have you ever wondered, your grandfather, your aunt? You are excluded from the clan, but they are all still in the Feng clan, a member of the Feng clan. As far as I know, there's nothing they can't do with you. ”

The threat in the words couldn't have been thicker.

Mo Li smiled and said in a sullen voice: "Say, what do you want me to do?" ”

Elder Yan finally smiled. He leaned back in his chair triumphantly: "Mo Li, you are alone in the Qingdi Mansion, and you don't even have a brother to talk to, isn't it too lonely?" Lord Qingdi refused to regain the dust, so that's it. The left and right are the clans who suffer a little loss, and take good care of the princess for their brothers and sisters. Who makes our Feng clan always miss the old, behave in the world, and pay the most attention to a love word? This time, the clan asked this seat to send an envoy to the heavenly court, wanting to marry the Lord Qingdi......"

Mo Li interrupted him in a cold voice: "Who do you want to marry the king?" ”

Yan Lao looked at him and sighed, looking very helpless: "Mo Li, it's not that the clan doesn't want to see you." Indeed, your reputation has been ruined, and it is difficult to take on the heavy responsibility......"

"Who's that man?" Mo Li interrupted him again.

"Feather Coat." was interrupted one after another, but Yan Lao was not angry at all, and replied with a smile.

Mo Li smiled dumbly: "It turned out to be Yan Lao's precious grandson, no wonder Yan Lao was willing to condescend to me to talk such nonsense." ”

"Mo Li, this is a joint decision of the Council of Elders." Flame Lao Zhengse.

Mo Li looked up and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Elder Yan asked, wrinkling his eyebrows. The fire in his eyes rose again.

Mo Li smiled: "It's nothing." I just remembered that my aunt married Beidi back then. At that time, you Caifeng tried your best to rob your aunt's relatives. failed, so he moved out some ancient gifts and did some concubines to marry. Now, your appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and you are actually aiming directly at the position of the prince. Tsk, Mo Li admires. ”

Elder Yan laughed angrily: "Mo Li, if you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for destroying your reputation." ”

Mo Li lowered his eyes: "My reputation is bad, what does it matter?" As long as you like it. ”

"You!" Yan Lao remembered the rumors outside, swallowed back the words that rushed to his mouth, and said softly, "Yu Yi has always respected you as a brother. And marriage is only a good marriage between two surnames. He won't compete with you for favor. What are you worried about? ”

Hearing this, Mo Li raised his eyes, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head lightly: "Worried? Oh, I'm not worried. Don't Elder Yan know? What Yuanjun Niangniang hates the most is Caifeng. After being reincarnated, the king hated Caifeng even more. Therefore, I kindly advise, Elder Yan, take your feather coat back early. Don't bring shame on yourself. ”

"Presumptuous!" Yan Lao couldn't hold back any longer, and stood up with a huff, raising his hand to fight.

At this moment, the closed door was kicked open again with a "bang".

When-

A strong wind broke through the air, and it made the sound of gold and stone.

"Smack!" Elder Yan couldn't dodge, was slapped in the face, and spun straight in place.

Standing at the door with a cold face in the dark night: "Who is being presumptuous?" ”

===Dividing line===

A certain peak thanks to the book friend Ben Shu Chronicle, Shakespeare's autumn, the peace charm of the parting death, thank you book friend oo waltz oo, Ran listening to the sound of flowers blooming, Bing Wan Ning Lan, Qi Qi abuse mouse, mmzz0705, gradually drip happiness, jinger3312 month/ticket, thank you! (To be continued.) )