Chapter 190: Don't Touch!
What's even more terrifying is that he is not afraid of offending people, and has robbed almost all the secret books of the trialists, including our Tang family's Chaos Alchemy Technique! β
Tang Qing had such an expression and sighed: "This son is too terrifying. It's a pity that it can't be used by our Tang family, and it's a good friend of the Zi family, hey. β
Tang Muyan pursed his lips and didn't dare to speak.
After a long while, Tang Qing spoke: "The day after tomorrow, the noble concubine Niangniang is going to host a birthday banquet for the little princess, a big banquet for the ministers, because my father is injured, Mu Yan, you go for your father." β
Tang Muyan replied respectfully, "Don't worry, my son will prepare a gift to satisfy my aunt." β
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Tianyan Chamber of Commerce Headquarters.
Mo Yan looked at a certain friend with a blank expression.
"Ah, good wine!"
Yu Zhujun drank a glass and slurped his lips vigorously, feeling that it was not enjoyable, so he simply picked up the wine jar directly, crossed one leg on the chair, and poured it into his mouth with his head up.
Drink that is called an unrestrained one.
Mo Yan looked away, indicating that he really didn't see it.
Eight hundred silver beads and a jar of Purple Palace Xingluo, resting on people's homes, are all savored in a small sip, where is it like this goods, whales swallow cattle drink.
"Ah Yan, do you want to take a bite?"
After drinking half a jar in one go, Yu Zhujun looked slightly drunk, and then he remembered Mo Yanlai, and as soon as his mouth was bald, he shouted out the "nickname" he gave Mo Yan, "A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows!" Look at your worries, your head is turning red. β
He looked at a small Momo figure carved from rubies, stretched out An Lushan's claws, and touched his round little head, "Look at this red one." β
Mo Yan: "......"
Itchy hands.
I want to throw a certain drunk straight through the window of a seventeen-story building.
"Ah Yanβ"
"Don't touch it!"
Mo Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and rescued the little Momo figure carved by the ruby from the hands of his friend, and the corners of his forehead were bruised, "Also, don't call that name anymore." β
Yu Zhujun hugged the wine jar and smiled
"I'm just screaming, hehe."
"......" draws his sword
"Don't don't, don't have something to say, what do you do? Aren't we the best brothers? Yu Zhujun was immediately stunned, and most of the wine woke up.
Mo Yan withdrew his sword and threw a sobering pill to his friend.
Yu Zhujun didn't dare not eat it, and after swallowing it, his consciousness became more sober: "Say, what's the matter with me?" β
He won't call himself to the headquarters just to cash in a jar of Purple Palace Xingluo.
There must be something important.
"There's somethingβ"
Mo Yan confided in his friend about a puzzle that had been held in his heart for a long time.
The more Yu Zhujun listened, the more energetic he became, and when he heard the mysterious white ball Xiao Momo in the Burning Xi Secret Realm, his eyes lit up, and when he heard that Miss Ziqi's poison and medical skills were amazing, and when the prince retreated from Tang Qing, his back straightened.
"So, do you suspect that Ziqian Mo is a demon?"
Yu Zhujun understood, and became more and more excited, "Do you suspect that Ziqian Mo and that little Momo are the same person, ah no, the same demon?" β
"Hmm." Mo Yan frowned slightly, his expression was solemn, and his black pupils were extremely deep.
"That's easy."
Yu Zhujun took out an object from his arms and put it on the table, "This is my ancestral demon mirror, no matter what kind of demon, use this mirror to take a look, and the prototype can appear in the mirror." β
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Mo Yan: ...... Ask for a ticket
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