The black-faced man echoed: "Yes, how can his kind of waste be compared to someone like you who can rescue the prince from the hands of a master?" There is no comparison at all. ”

The emaciated man nodded very respectfully at this sycophant, and said, "That's nature." Lao Tzu naturally didn't take him seriously. I'm just afraid that there will be masters involved. ”

"Actually, I'm also very curious, the county lord is pregnant with Mojiu's child, and then almost everyone knows about it, but I haven't heard of recruiting relatives for her."

The emaciated man lowered his voice and said, "Anyway, nominally she is still the fiancée of the waste, and she was also pregnant with his child, so this marriage cannot be revealed." No matter how thick-skinned she is, she can't really recruit a horse in the name of recruiting relatives. ”

The black-faced man seemed to be interested, and leaned closer and asked, "That's not coming openly, how can you come?" ”

"Haven't you heard? It is said that due to a miscarriage, her body is extremely weak, and she is recruiting famous doctors to regulate her body. ”

The black-faced man was puzzled: "How can Dr. Zhao say that he is recruiting relatives?" ”

"Use your brain, it is said that all the people who were recruited this time were young men. If you think about it, generally speaking, medical skills are defined by their knowledge. Can a young doctor's medical skills be better than an old doctor's? ”

The black-faced man seemed to suddenly realize, and said, "It turns out that there is still this hand, it seems that you passed in the name of seeing a doctor?" ”

The emaciated man nodded arrogantly and said, "Exactly." It's more than enough to match her on Lao Tzu's terms, right? ”

The black-faced man echoed and said some words of approval, and reminded: "But I think that if you think about it carefully, this eldest son of the Mo family may not be as wasteful as the rumors. ”

The emaciated man seemed to be a little impatient when he heard him mention Mo Jiu again, frowned and asked, "Why did you mention that waste wood again?" ”

"Think about it, a waste wood without spiritual power can actually kill the child in the county lord's womb. I remember that the county lord's spiritual power is not low, and is there no guard in the Eighth Prince's Mansion? And a few days ago, he was paraded through the streets, didn't he say that he escaped? Is this really something that a scrap wood can do? Don't you think it's weird? ”

The emaciated man snorted coldly and said, "Waste wood naturally has no spiritual power. The reason why he was able to do this must be that someone is behind him. I heard that his mother is the only daughter of General Song, I'm afraid that the power of the Song family is behind him, right? ”

"Brother is smart, you can still think of this relationship."

Then the two changed the subject and began to brag to each other.

When the two of them talked about Xin Ziyan, they both lowered their voices, which was equivalent to mosquitoes in a noisy teahouse, and it was difficult for others to hear it.

Since the cultivation has improved, the ear power has also improved a lot. In addition, there was an eighth-order spirit beast lying on her wrist, which helped her hearing to be even more sensitive. Therefore, Mo Jiu listened to the conversation between the two people at the adjacent table word for word.

Of course, these words were also listened to by Coke, who was wrapped around her wrist and pretended to be tattooed.

"Master, do you need me to deal with this slut?"

The corners of Mo Jiu's lips were slightly hooked, although the long eyelashes blocked the cold in his eyes, but they couldn't hide the coldness at the corners of his lips.

"Coke, it's a compliment for a slut to use on her. You don't have to worry about how willing to let you do it against her. ”

After speaking, Mo Jiu got up and walked out of the teahouse.

Out of the door, Mo Jiu began to take out some tools in a no-man's corner, smearing the ground and changing his appearance again.