Chapter Thirty-Seven: Contest!
The sound is loud!
Even the two of them who were waiting outside heard it.
"What are you talking about with this young lady of the Bai family?" He stabbed the monster next to him with his elbow.
"How do I know?!"
"Don't you know how to guess!" The elbow stabbed the monster again.
"I don't know," as soon as Wei Wei's words came out, he received the aggrieved eyes of Wei Mei, and could only quietly give Wei Mei a hint: "Miss Bai is Master Bu's most proud disciple. ”
But it seems that the hint of the dragon is not in place, and a child with a low IQ can't understand: "What does this have to do with Master Bu?" ”
Xiao Wei felt that he needed a heart-saving pill, and he was quite helpless to make his words clear: "Master Bu's supernatural medical skills are unmatched today, and the master is poisoned." ”
"Got it." As soon as Wei Wei was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Wei Mei say, "But what does it have to do with this Miss Bai family?" ”
The green tendons on his forehead jumped, and the dragon barely evoked a bitter smile: "Think for yourself!" ”
No matter what the ghost said, the spirit stopped talking.
"Just tell me!"
“……”
……
A smile appeared in the corner of Ghost Ye's eyes: "Yes." ”
"Why do you think I didn't plan it out, though?"
"Guess."
Mo Yan is mysterious.
"Oh~?"
"Let's watch the show." Ghost Ye's eyes fell on the Moyan teacup, and then picked up the teapot and continued.
"Thank you."
For a moment, Mo Yan felt that he was ghostly......
Crazy, must be crazy!
Shaking his head, he shifted his gaze away from Ghost Ye.
……
Ground floor lobby.
When Mo Yan shifted his gaze, Mu Zheying seemed to have a feeling.
Instantly lock the target.
Mo Yan smiled triumphantly at him.
"Night Pearl, you can't keep it." Eyes go straight to the pearl of the night.
Mu Zheying was first surprised and then angry.
She's really calculating.
In fact, Mu Zheying probably guessed it when Mo Yan turned around and left without hesitation.
However, I never thought of how she met Ghost Ye when she was there.
If there is a ghost building to join, then this night pearl is indeed only for Mo Yan!
Really underestimate her!
Mu Zheying whispered to the shadow guards beside him, "Withdraw." ”
It was irrepressible anger, revealing from the tone: "Don't want the pearl of the night, retreat!" ”
"Yes!" Shadow Guard executed.
"Withdraw!" Added the voice of the internal force to preach in the ears of everyone present.
The major sects were even more excited, and the Book of Poetry rushed towards the Night Pearl with all their might.
Liu Niang, who is closest to the Night Pearl, is ready to take the Night Pearl in one fell swoop, but she didn't expect to receive the sight of her master, although there are many questions, but now is not a good time.
Swallowing back the question, Liu Niang sent a message to the subordinates who were shuttling through the various sects to wait and see.
……
Mo Yan took everyone's performance into his eyes on the second floor, and took a sip of tea: "It's time for the owner of the ghost building to take action, right?" ”
"Charm, spirit." He said to the two people waiting outside the door: "Action!" ”
"Yes!" Both of them answered at the same time.
Mo Yan asked casually: "Do you need me to help you detoxify and then give it to me?" ”
In the final analysis, Mo Yan just didn't want to understand.
And if this poison is not fatal, then there is no need for detoxification.
"Even if Miss Mo Yan guessed, why bother?"
Ghost Ye continued, but buried a hole in his words: "Could it be that Miss Mo Yan has repented?" ”
His eyes were extremely dangerous, as if as long as Mo Yan said "yes", he would be wiped out immediately.