"Lord, the man has arrived."

The white eagle brought Feng Muge in and stepped aside, like a sculpture.

The first thing Feng Muge saw when he came in was a table full of delicacies.

The second sight is the man sitting on the main seat.

The man was dressed in a dark striped robe, and his handsome face was half a silver black face, which looked mysterious and weird, and there was a coercion that could not be ignored.

His white hands were playing with a small black short sword the length of a baby's forearm.

The whole black sword body looks like both metal and crystal, and when the sun shines, the surface of the sword body as thin as a blade seems to slide through a golden streamer, sharp and sharp, noble and elegant.

Black Gold Iron!

Feng Muge's breath was suffocated, and he could see at a glance that it was a sword body made of black gold iron and Xuanjing, and the refiner's technique was very superb, even if he didn't observe it closely, he could see that the quality was extremely high.

The black gold iron that had just arrived yesterday was able to find Xuanjing the next day and refine a sword of extraordinary quality.

It shows that whether it is a person who is a material or a refining weapon, the other party is not lacking, and he can quickly get in place.

The next day, I was so considerate to refine the sword for her!

This ability to reach the sky with his hands and eyes made Feng Muge admire in his heart, and at the same time, he was more sure in his heart that the other party should be here...... Well, repaying the favor.

For a while, Feng Muge's gaze softened when he saw Ye Guci.

The long eyebrows under the mask of the night lonely words, who were playing with the short sword, were raised slightly.

I saw him smile when I saw him yesterday, but overnight, how did his attitude change?

"Drafted?" The man's deep voice has a sexy magnetism, as if it is ringing directly in his ears, and the slightest hint of it penetrates his heart.

Draft? What draft?

Feng Muge's attention fell on the table full of dishes, and he looked up in surprise when he heard the words.

"Squeak." A squeak on her shoulder reminded me.

Master, he disliked you yesterday for not filming well, so let you practice and come back today.

Feng Muge suddenly realized. She was so dazzled by the table full of snacks just now that she forgot about it.

Lick somebody's boots......

Does a person as upright as her look like a sycophant?

I didn't have enough to eat, so I made people pat him on the back, and I thought it was so beautiful!

Feng Muge turned his gaze and wanted to find a chair to make it.

But next to the huge dining table, there was only one chair, and it was still the one that Gu Ci sat under his buttocks.

What kind of hospitality! Do you want guests to carry their own chairs?

With a sneer in his heart, Feng Muge immediately exerted the excellent quality of 'self-reliance', and neatly found a chair to sit down, right next to Ye Guci.

White Eagle's brow twitched twice.

For the first time, there was no one who dared to sit next to the Lord without fear of death.

Ye Guci's knuckles were bent, and the deep phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, like a bottomless whirlpool, and he glanced at Feng Muge faintly for a long time.

Want to see what she's going to do?

Feng Muge sat down, his eyes scanned around the table, and then, the expression on his face fell.

If the sun was still shining before, this moment is the top of the clouds.

White Eagle that guy ass her!!

What about having dinner together? Why don't you even have a pair of chopsticks!

On the entire dining table, there is a pair of dishes and chopsticks in front of the Gu Temple.

She stared at Gu Ci in front of her, the pair of dishes and chopsticks were neatly arranged, and she could see that the master had not used them.

White Eagle looked at this scene, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart-