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"Tut-tut, it looks like that kid can't escape today!"

"Who made him so unlucky, when he ran into the little ancestor of the Song family, who here dared to offend her? Didn't you see that even Manager Jin had to nod to her?"

"Alas, I'm really sorry for him, it's clear that he's carrying the black pot for others!"

"Shhhh

"Yes, yes, thank you Brother Zhang for reminding me!"

When they finished speaking, everyone was silent, bowing their heads like quails, but their ears were pricked up to listen to the movement of this head.

Since Mo Lingqin entered the bracelet space to cultivate, his five senses have become much more sensitive, and his spiritual power has also increased by one order, and now he is at the third level of the human level.

However, for some reason, others couldn't sense her aura on her, and only when she came out of her palm did the aura leak out.

Although she was puzzled, it was a good thing for herself.

Then in the future, no matter how many levels she cultivates, others will not be able to see through her cultivation, so it will be convenient for her to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and catch the other party off guard!

For example, now, everyone, including that Song Qianqian, can't see her true cultivation, thinking that she is just an ordinary waste material.

Most of the whispered words around him fell into Mo Lingqin's ears.

Of course, if she can't hear that the person named Song Qianqian wants to find her as a substitute ghost at this time, then she deserves to frame her!

Of course, she is not an appointed Lord, nor is she a person to be trampled on!

The corners of Mo Lingqin's mouth curled, thinking about whether she should surprise her and make her fall into the dog's eye!

Song Qianqian folded her hands together across her chest, obviously waiting for Mr. Jin to give her an explanation.

Mr. Jin was hinted at by her people, and was about to tie up the 'little beggar' and bring it to the Song City Lord, and put all the charges of accidentally injuring the snow fox on Mo Lingqin's body.

How do you know it's okay not to look at it, it's so scared that his whole heart is going to beat out!

Oops!

Isn't this the person next to Prince Huasheng?

Although he wondered about the identity of this kid, but he could get the special care of Prince Huasheng, and his identity would not be simple.

It's good now, people on both sides are not something he can offend!

Song Qianqian had already discussed with him, and blamed all the blame on Mo Lingqin, thinking that she could smoothly tie people back to the Song Mansion to give her father an explanation, and he could also invite this little ancestor away as soon as possible.

Who knows......

Seeing that Manager Jin didn't say anything for a long time and didn't take any action, Song Qianqian couldn't hold back her temper and raised her voice, "What's the matter, Manager Jin? Shouldn't your people even be able to deal with a little beggar?"

Mr. Jin's back was already sweating, and the beads of sweat on his forehead couldn't stop falling desperately, he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it, and his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

The surrounding people eating melons kept their ears pricked up to watch the excitement, but they all wondered why Mr. Jin didn't do anything to the 'little beggar' for a long time.

And Song Qianqian's patience is obviously extreme, especially when everyone dares not blatantly laugh at herself, but the substantive ridicule of her eyes makes her feel very embarrassed.

Immediately, as soon as she raised her hand, she was about to give Mo Lingqin a whip, wanting to win back some face, "Since Mr. Jin has done it, then I have to arrest people myself!"

As soon as the words fell, the demon whip in her hand beckoned towards Mo Lingqin-