At the same time, the young men and girls dressed in the scarlet waiter costumes of the Suzaku Mansion also held large trays high and wandered among the guests. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info a table is automatically raised in front of each guest for the waiters to place the delicious food on it.

If Ubao had seen such a scene here, she would have instantly understood why it was so difficult to get the master carpenter to give her an entire round table in the first place. People in the fairy world still eat more in this way, rather than sitting around a table.

The two ways are not better or worse, but at least for now, it is convenient for the fate master's poisoning plan.

All the Shadow Team Killers are nervous at this moment. They held bamboo chopsticks, pretending to taste the food, but in fact, they stared at Mo Qingshan, who was getting closer and closer. However, the waiters who walked like butterflies in the field always stood between them and Mo Qingshan from time to time, and they were never able to gather more than ten people to attack at the same time.

The captain of the leading shadow team felt a little uneasy in his heart, could it be that the plan of himself and the others had been seen through? These waiters were all deliberate? He was a little uncertain, and all the remaining eight Da Luo of the shadow team were dispatched in this operation, but with the current situation, if he made a move, there would inevitably be more than two people who would be slow to get on the line because of the block.

Nangong grandchildren and grandchildren have always walked with Mo Qingshan.

The old patriarch of Nangong is a senior Da Luo who has been promoted a long time ago, and no one knows what level it is now, but no matter how bad it is, at least he can deal with two of them.

Nangong Wufang, who had just been promoted in front of everyone's eyes, only the Golden Immortal Cultivator could kill Da Luo in seconds, and I heard that when Ying Yi died, he had been promoted to the third level of Da Luo through the secret method, but he was still invincible. Even if he has just become Da Luo, he can't be underestimated at all.

Not to mention the new Xuanwu patriarch who walked behind a few people without saying a word.

The captain of the shadow team closed his eyes slightly, according to the custom, Mo Qingshan should return to the position of the Qinglong vassal race after the ceremony to show his closeness. As a result, most of them are lurking here. But now, he wasn't sure if Suzaku, the difficult grandfather and grandson, would send Mo Qingshan all the way back to his hiding place.

If so, then the mission is a complete failure.

Of course, for Mo Qingshan, it was not unscathed, and the rumors of the cowardice and incompetence of the young master of Qinglong were about to spread when they came.

But the problem is that their "employer" Mo Heshan this time will definitely not be able to accept such a result. If he is allowed to make trouble with the eldest lady, he and the others will be punished again.

Under the ardent anticipation of the killers of the shadow team, Mo Qingshan finally bowed his hand to the old Suzaku patriarch when he walked near them: "Thank you patriarch for sending me off, I may not have seen my subordinate clans for a long time." It's just a good place to catch up with them, you don't mind, right?"

Nangong Wufang smiled Yan Yan, "How can I mind, Uncle Mo, please take care of me, you will treat it as your own home here, and you don't have to be polite at all." ”

Grandpa Nangong also said with a smile: "The Qinglong clan has changed a lot in recent years, and you should be close to them in advance. If you want to come to Heshan, your nephew won't stop you, right?"

Mo Heshan, who was sitting in the front row, sneered, seeing that these three people were pretending to be polite, who didn't know that you were already good enough to wear a pair of pants!

Anyway, most of the people sitting around him now are the races that have long been attached to him, and he doesn't bother to hide it, so he said with a smile: "Whoever he can befriend and get close to Qingshan is his own creation." How could I stop you? Old Patriarch, you're really joking. ”

The assassination occurred when Mo Qingshan walked alone among the leaders of the various Qinglong subordinates.

At this time, Xuanwu and Xuankong were surrounded by the Xuanwu tribes in the middle, and Nangong and his grandson were also worthy of walking to the location of the Suzaku tribe. In the eyes of the captain of the shadow team, these people are definitely far away from the water and can't save the near fire! Mo Qingshan is dead!

Mo Heshan, who was urging and pleading for this assassination operation, was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that the people arranged by the eldest lady would actually blend into the Qinglong tribe. In this way, isn't it clear that the one who wants to kill Mo Qingshan is he Mo Heshan?

Mo Heshan, who was used to wearing a mask, couldn't adapt to being directly exposed to people like this for a while, but now he had to send it. He reacted very quickly and coughed lightly, glancing at the patriarchs around him who were most loyal to him.

Those people also came to their senses instantly, pretending to be panicked, and stopped in front of the few people who wanted to rescue Mo Qingshan.

"What are you doing, the young master is in danger!, don't stop me!" said one of them angrily, pushing away the man who stood in the way.

"What are you pushing me for? I just accidentally fell here! As if you were the only one who was faithful to save the young master!" said the other man, grinning and rubbing his stocky ass, and sat on the ground scoundrel and shouted loudly.

Alone in the face of the killers who attacked from all directions, Mo Qingshan was very calm. Old Man Suzaku didn't know what method he used, but he found out the number and cultivation of all the killers and their approximate locations in detail, and informed him one by one.

If it were him, he would have chosen such a time to make a move, so there was no surprise!

Nangong Wufang, who was standing not far away, had itchy hands, "Grandpa, we really don't need to help?"

"Wait a minute. Grandpa Nangong said unhurriedly, "If we strike too early, how can Qingshan be able to establish his authority? Some people are willing to be the first stepping stone, how can we not be perfect? It is also a good opportunity to see how many tribes in the Qinglong clan are loyal to orthodoxy." ”

Nangong Wufang pursed his lips, "Uncle Mo has been away from the immortal world for so long, and it's good that the clan hasn't all fallen to Mohe Mountain." Didn't the people who were truly loyal to him have long been hiding in Miss Cheng's territory with the Qinglong Elders?"

"Hmph, you Daomo Heshan has such a great ability, then you also underestimate Qingshan's mother. Grandpa Nangong couldn't help but show a hint of disdain, "If it weren't for Qingshan's mother, it wouldn't be certain whether the old Qinglong would be able to sit in the patriarch's seat back then!"

Nangong Wufang's mouth opened wide all of a sudden, "Isn't Uncle Mo his father, isn't he ungrateful?"

"I can't tell if there is any entanglement in this for a while, and you don't need to know, in short, many tribes in the Qinglong clan are on the side of Qingshan. It's not as bad as you think. After Grandpa Nangong finished speaking meaningfully, he stopped talking.

If he wasn't sure that this was his own grandfather, Nangong Wufang, who was scratching his ears and cheeks, really doubted that one of himself or his own father must have been raised!

He was so distracted that he wanted to vent his frustration on the killer who came to him, but when he turned his head, he found that Uncle Mo didn't seem to need his help at all.

I saw that dozens of killers in disguise were knocked to the ground, struggling to get up with their hands pressed against the wounds, but they never got their wish.