Chapter 877: Don't Joke Master
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Lu Xiaoman ran to Mu Yan Zhenjun's cabin to prepare the tea fruit for hospitality, the cabin where the two Zhenjun lived was naturally the largest, and it was not crowded with more than ten people, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth and snicker when she lowered her head to wash the teapot, and then received a hairy chestnut on her head.
"What are you laughing at? Sneaky look. Mu Yan Zhenjun's eyes were like torches.
"Master, is it a male guest or a female guest who will come in a moment? I brought snacks, would you like to put a few boxes? โ
"Huafeng Valley Jinhong real person came to visit, and you still came to ask if the guest was a man or a woman? Do you want to work in the bilge until you enter the secret realm? Well? I'll only take you to my little brother these days? You don't want to go along? โ
"I'm just thinking about what if, what if Huafeng Gu accepts male disciples?"
"There is no that, just in case, Huafeng Valley has advertised that it is the inheritance of the Huafeng Fairy since the beginning of the sect, and has never accepted only female disciples, no male disciples."
"How could the whole woman's sect know Shizun?"
Mu Yan Zhenjun glared at him with a roll of his eyes, "Qianyinghui." โ
"Oh, this Jin Hong real person is really affectionate~"
"Why don't you go to the bottom of the boat now? You don't need to welcome guests. โ
"I won't say anything."
Lu Xiaoman made a gesture of sewing his mouth up, cleaned the tea set neatly, and then took out two boxes of self-prepared flower cakes and placed them in the middle of the coffee table.
Mu Yan Zhenjun glanced at it, asked Lu Xiaoman to cover the dim sum box, and put a few more plates next to the dim sum box, and waited for the guests to enter the door and then pick out the dim sum in front of people, this is what it means to make people eat, otherwise a whole box will be placed there, and neither the host nor the guest will reach out, and the good dim sum in the Ye family restaurant will be reduced to a plate.
Lu Xiaoman stuck out her tongue and immediately changed it, this was the first time she entertained strange guests seriously, she was negligent, and the reception matters that the affiliated sects were invited to come to the door before were also undertaken by the older and experienced senior brothers and sisters, and the only thing her young disciple did was to attend the banquet on time, and she didn't worry about anything else.
This side has just been rearranged, and there is a knock on the door outside to greet the arrival of the guests, who have just gotten on the flying boat and are now on the deck.
Lu Xiaoman immediately got up, dressed up, and went out to greet guests on the deck.
On the side deck of the ship, there are three bright palace nuns, all of whom are red and white gradient skirts, the upper body is pure white, the more red the skirt is, the more the shawl is held on the arm, and the comb is also a complex bun with the palace costume, and the hairpin ornament worn on the head is an offensive and defensive weapon, the style is mainly a phoenix bird, especially a phoenix-shaped jade pendant is hung on the waist.
The leader exudes a strong Jindan spiritual pressure all over his body, which is obviously the cultivation of Jindan Dajing, and the three girls stand in one place, and the four words of beauty like flowers are unbearable compared to them.
Compared with these three gorgeous female cultivators, Lu Xiaoman, who was wearing a disciple's robe, combing a Dao girl's bun, and had no jewelry except for a hairpin with fixed hair, looked a little disgraced.
The law cultivation is gorgeous, the sword cultivation is simple, and Lu Xiaoman understands how the inherent impression that has not changed for many years came about.
"The arrival of distinguished guests is far away, and the master Mu Yan Zhenjun is waiting for Jin Hong Zhenren in the cabin, please come here." Lu Xiaoman didn't run or jump, raised his head and chest, and walked out of the corridor with a dignified smile, smiling enthusiastically and neither humble nor arrogant.
"Mu Yan Zhenjun is your master? Are you Lu Xiaoman? The top genius of the Heaven Seeking Sect? "Jin Hong's real warbler voice is particularly pleasant.
"Disciple Bucai, it's Lu Xiaoman." Lu Xiaoman bowed again, "Real person please." โ
"There is labor."