93. Woe to you
"Hehe," Mu Xiaomeow chuckled, a hint of tenderness flashing across her deep eyes, "Tell them that they don't need to worry about me." Thinking of that pair of fathers and mothers who were like living treasures, she couldn't help but laugh.
"Also, now Xiao Tian is a dignified martial arts commander, and a decree can make the country tremble." Mu Yuze teased leisurely, smiling slyly like a fox, revealing a few charms.
Mu Xiaomeow pursed her lips, ignored it, jumped up from the carved wooden chair, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, she glanced at the many elite talents below, waved her sleeves with great strength, carried out the majestic internal force, and said in a deep voice: "Wait for the time being, go down to rest, save your strength, and tomorrow the Japanese will send other tasks." ”
"Obey the orders of the Lord, and your subordinates are waiting to be sent!" The words of the crowd resounded in the sky like a mountain and a sea, and loyalty could be seen in the sonorous and serious demeanor and unwavering gaze.
Mu Xiaomeow gently bowed her head, brushed her sleeves and turned to leave. Mu Yuze shook his head and followed closely with a helpless expression.
〈The following began to be called Mu Aotian〉
At noon the next day, the scorching sun hung high above the clear sky, and the vast avenue of the country was crowded on both sides, and a neat and luxurious carriage and horse brigade passed through it. Such a gorgeous pomp and circumstance naturally attracted the attention of many people.
"This is the carriage of the three princes of the western neighboring country, tsk, look at the roof of the car is actually made of white fat jade!" Under the restaurant, a person stared at the carriage and horses passing in front of him with a little envy, and there was a faint trace of crystal at the corner of his mouth.
"Put away your stupidity, this is a prince, born with a noble life!" The other person slapped the slap on the skull of the friend who was still guilty of infatuation, and the words he spat out seemed to have a sarcastic meaning, as if he was ridiculing the friend's stupidity. But if you have a heart, you will definitely be able to understand the meaning. Isn't it just satirizing those so-called dignitaries, princes and grandchildren?! It's just a matter of avoiding the important and light, and using tactful words!
Directly above the restaurant behind the two, a dazzling figure with a touch of flame red was smiling and pinching the wine glass, indifferent to the excitement below. Feng Yan glanced at the two teenagers downstairs, and then drank the contents of the cup, "These two people are malleable." "And the courage is commendable! Dare to risk disobeying the nobles of the palace, if you are listened to by someone who cares about it, and report it to the government to get someone, how can you still die?
The calm black eyes of the black-clothed man beside Ligan swept over the empty cup, "You have to catch." Although it was a question, his tone was full of certainty.
Scratch?
Does she look like such a wicked person!?
The corners of Mu Aotian's mouth twitched, and he spread his hands quite innocently, smiled innocently, and asked indifferently, "Did the Lord of this order say anything?" ”
The man in black turned around and flew down. This master is really getting more and more shameless!
"It's been ten years, and the south night is still so stuffy/sassy." Mu Aotian touched his chin faintly, his eyes squinted at the direction of the carriage, and an unfathomable smile suddenly appeared on his delicate face.
Lifting the white jade porcelain pot, a liquid with a peculiar fragrance descended from it and poured it straight into his mouth, and then lay down in the soft velvet chair, sleeping comfortably. On the table, in addition to a few plates of fragrant snacks, there were also clusters of scattered white powder.
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