"Lord Qiqi, this last round of competition is a four-person scuffle, but now there is still one person who has not come, please make a decision."

In the silence of the audience, I only heard the housekeeper of the Nine Emperors Mansion step forward and bow to the Nine Emperor Uncles.

"Oh? Who is so bold? The corners of Murong Jiu's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes were terrifyingly cold, and his whole body was shrouded in a terrifying majesty.

The housekeeper of the Nine Kings Mansion paused, and said in a clear voice: "It's the young castle master of Mujiabao, Mu Qingmiao." ”

Wow!

Everyone in front of the ring was in an uproar, and they were a little incredulous - now the most famous young castle master of Mujiabao in the rivers and lakes also participated in this competition to recruit relatives?

Finally, Mujiabao, who has always held a neutral position, also intends to fall to the Nine Kings Mansion?

What exciting news!

I saw a cold anger in the eyes of the Nine Emperor Uncles, the sleeves of his robe were lightly raised, and his tone was low and cold: "If you are absent, you don't need to be named." ”

The crowd was in an uproar again!

Nine Emperor Uncle This is Chiguoguo's contempt for Mujiabao, if it is someone else, how can he wait for the master of Mu Shaobao.

But...... Uncle Nine Emperor's style has always been like this, and it is not surprising that he would have such an attitude.

Looking at the entire Eastern Chu, the most qualified person not to give face to anyone is the Nine Emperor Uncle Murong Jiu.

"Yes, lord." The butler of the Nine Kings Mansion had a gleam in his eyes, turned to face the three people on the stage, cleared his throat and said, "Lord Mu Shaobao is absent, so this round is ......"

"Who said I was absent?"

Before the butler of the Nine Kings Mansion could finish his words, a white shadow gracefully came from mid-air.

Like stepping on the clouds and riding the wind, the solid color of the robe without a trace of dirt is suffocated, and the clothes dance with the wind, noble and elegant.

Everyone is happy: there is a good show to watch!

"It's Lord Mu Shaobao!"

"Lord Mu Shaobao is here!"

Some of Mu Qingmiao's admirers couldn't help but scream.

Although the Nine Emperor Uncles are more authoritative and deterrent in Eastern Chu, Mu Qingmiao has an absolute affinity, so the world only dares to suppress the worship of the Nine Emperor Uncles in their hearts, but they dare to shout out the worship of Mu Qingmiao.

That gentle smiling face, I don't know how many ignorant people have deceived the world.

In the direction of the second floor of the teahouse, Ye Qinghuan's eyes narrowed: Mu Qingmiao, you are finally here!

"The little county lord, this Mu Shaobao lord, also seems to know that the little county lord is here." Lan Ge saw Mu Qingmiao's eyes sharp, swept the window on the second floor, and whispered.

Ye Qinghuan smiled: "The people of Mujiabao have been staring at the ring venue, how can they not know that I am here?" ”

"It seems that he really came for the little county lord." Lan Ge looked at the Nine Emperor Uncles sitting firmly on the edge of the ring, and felt a little worried in his heart.

Originally, the plan of the prince and the little county lord was that the prince pretended to be a mysterious person and defeated Mu Qingmiao, so as to keep the little county lord, but now the prince suddenly changed his plan...... I don't know if anything will go wrong in the end.

Lan Ge was worried, but Ye Qinghuan was extremely relieved of her ninth uncle, she looked back at Mu Qingmiao's gaze with a smile, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly: "I'm afraid he won't come." ”

The competition is set up for Mu Qingmiao, if he doesn't come, how can a good show be staged?

At this moment, Mu Qingmiao had already taken his gaze back from the window of the teahouse, he stepped forward lightly and hugged Murong Jiu: "Uncle Nine Emperors, there is something going on below, please forgive me for being a little late." ”

The pretty boy is as indifferent as a fairy, his smile is as warm as jade, and his dusty temperament is eye-catching.

And they were all drunk.

However, Murong Jiu raised his eyebrows coldly: "Who are you?" ”