"Is this really for me?" Mozhong looked at the palatial hall in surprise, the smell of hot food filling the entire hall. "I'm not dreaming, right!" Rubbing his eyes, Mo Zhong grabbed Linglong's shoulder, pulled her towards him, stared at a pair of eyes and asked, "These are for me?" "Just take it as your reward for winning back the Falling Star for us!" "Miss!" the mother-in-law said on the side. "I know!" With a wave of her hand, Linglong interrupted what her mother-in-law wanted to say, and quietly watched Mo Zhong feast there, without any dining etiquette, the crumbs of food flew sideways, and a pot of good wine was poured down by him holding the jug. Looking at the ink weight that was feasting on the table, Linglong smiled very warmly. "Miss, the city lord of Suzhou wants to invite you to his son's birthday celebration at the end of this month, I wonder if the young lady wants to refuse him?" "City Lord Ding?" Linglong's face was embarrassed, as if he had stolen a lot of medicinal herbs in someone's back garden last time, wouldn't he want to bring up the old things again and pit them hard, right?" "I'll go with you, doesn't it say you can take someone with you? "Are you sure you want to go?" twisted the invitation, and Linglong pointed to Mo Zhong with a smile on his face: You can bring a servant or squire. Weight: "......"

"It's finally out!" Mo Zhong came out of the dim basement, Mo Zhong had never felt such beautiful sunlight, such fresh air, flowers and plants were so gorgeous for him...... "Lizheng!" "Yes!" The same conditioned reflex, Mo Zhong subconsciously closed his feet and legs, raised his head and chest. "Flutter!" Linglong on the side laughed happily, holding her stomach and rolling on the side. "Don't make trouble!" Mo Zhong was a little annoyed, since his mother-in-law found out that he had no etiquette, he was forcibly carried to the basement, and did a month of etiquette training. "Well, is this like my servant!" Covering his mouth happily, Linglong patted Mozhong's shoulder, pretending to be a slave master, and looked at Mozhong's teeth itching. "Sooner or later, one day, I want you to bring me tea and water!" With a mutter, Mo Zhong turned around and prepared to go, he was going to the City Lord's Mansion today, and he needed to prepare well. The carriage drove through the streets and alleys, shuttling among the pedestrians, heading for the city lord's mansion in the center.

"Miss Linglong is here!" A pager, a butler-like person stepped forward, ready to help Linglong out of the carriage, Mo Zhong waved his hand impatiently, and directly drove the housekeeper away, holding Linglong's little hand, and sending her off the carriage. "......" Linglong's face was flushed, extremely embarrassed, opened the heavy hand, and Linglong Shi Ran walked into the city lord's mansion, as if what had happened just now had not happened. "Oh, Miss Linglong's visit to the Humble House really makes it shine in the lower peng. The city lord of Ding greeted him warmly, followed by a handsome boy, carrying a long sword, sword eyebrows and round eyes, and he was born with an extraordinary image. "This is under the dog, Ding Jun. "Miss Linglong, I've been looking up for a long time. With an elegant stretch of his hand, Ding Jun made a gesture of please, "Can I have this honor to take Miss Linglong to the house for a tour, so as to pass this boring time." "Then I'll have to worry about the boy leading the way." Linglong tapped her head and agreed to Ding Jun's request. "I don't agree!" Mo Zhong looked at this and paid it back, although he couldn't be sure if this Linglong was the one on that side, but he was still sad to see the woman he liked holding hands with someone. "Hey, you can't take her away?"

"I can't, you little minion, how can you interject when your master is talking?" Ding Jun's face darkened, and he immediately scolded Mozhong for not understanding the rules, and Linglong also secretly pulled Mozhong's sleeves, and it was really unwise to make a fuss now. "Master, when did I say that I am a servant, a guy who looks down on people with dog eyes, boy, I just see that you are unhappy, you beat me!" Mo Zhong opened his mouth to be a string of cannons, and Ding Jun's whole face was completely blackened, as if he came out of a coal kiln. "Miss Linglong, don't you mind if I teach your servant a lesson? "Brother Ding, even if you do it, I will never stop it. Linglong stood with her hands closed, ready to watch the play. "Boy, come on, I'll wait for you, I look at you like a little white face, are you really a soft eater?" "Bold!" Ding Jun shouted, the flowers and plants around him trembled, it was obviously a sonic attack, Mo Zhong didn't care at all, and plucked his ears, as if he hadn't heard it. "Huh?" Ding Jun looked at the ink weight, "I have some foundation, I will beat you down today and teach you what it looks like to be a slave!"

didn't draw his sword, Ding Jun lightly fluttered his palm to the ink reprint, as if a good friend slapped it, the ink dodged, Ding Jun's palm was printed on a stone pier on the side, and the stone pier was suddenly cracked, and the gravel was in the air, and the city lord Ding waved his sleeves, and a force blew out, crushing all the gravel around. "Come on, I'll just stand here, will you hit me?" Mo Zhong leisurely held a weed in his mouth, leaned against a stone pier, opened the tendons and veins of his feet to give him a higher speed, like the palm just now, he refused to hit him at all. "Interesting!" Ding Jun started to get up with Mo Chong, bowed his body, jumped under his feet, and before Mo Zhong could see Ding Jun's shadow clearly, he felt a pain in the left side of his face, and the whole person had already flown out. "You dare to hit me?" Stroking the left side of his face, Mo Zhong stood up from the ground, his eyes exuding a dangerous aura. "It's you who beats, quickly kneel down and admit your mistake, maybe I can spare your dog's life!" Ding Jun was also high-spirited, standing with his hands in his hands, and looking at Mo Zhong condescendingly. Very good, you me off!" Mo Zhong smiled weirdly, his true qi was full of true qi, and the earthy yellow true qi spread all over his body, rushing towards Ding Jun like a wild bull. Brute force!" Ding Jun smiled disdainfully, turned around and let Mo Zhong go, and imprinted his backhand on Mo Chong's body, wanting to shoot him out. "It's a trick!" Mo Zhong smiled, and it was completely fine to take the palm hard, but the true qi on his body emitted a suction force, firmly sucking Ding Jun's palm, preventing him from taking it back.

"How is that possible?" Ding Jun was shocked, and immediately sent out a powerful true qi with that hand, hoping to shake away the ink weight. You're too late!" Haha laughed, and at the moment when Ding Jun shook off the suction, Mo Zhong punched Ding Jun directly in the face, causing him to bleed all over his nose and be embarrassed. "You are a minion!" "You are a minion! Your whole family is a minion!" Mo was furious, grabbed Ding Jun's collar with one hand, and began to slap Ding Jun in the face with the other hand, scolding while fanning: "Call you a dog to look down on people! Call me a minion! See if I don't smoke you to death!" "Enough!" When the city lord Ding saw that his son was at a loss, he raised his hand and took a needle to separate the two, and when he saw his son's face covered with blood, he wanted to raise his hand and directly kill Mo Chong. City Lord Ding, you won't bother with a small attendant, will you?" Linglong, who had been standing on the side, spoke, with anger on her face. "What Miss Linglong said is, how can I deal with a little attendant!" The word "attendant" almost popped out of his teeth, and with a wave of his sleeves, City Lord Ding took his son to the backyard to heal. "Boy, this is not over!" Mo Chong waved his fist at Ding Jun, grinning with white teeth. "You wait for me!" Ding Jun's face was full of resentment, but his face was full of blood, and he was really embarrassed. Not daring to stay long, Linglong walked to the main hall with Mozhong, where the dinner was about to begin, and there must have been some celebrities who had already arrived at this time.

The main hall of the city lord's mansion is no worse than that of the Linglong mansion, it is just as magnificent, and the gold shines as if it is going to dazzle the eyes of a blind person. "Good girl! that old ghost is so rich! this can't be pure gold!" Touching a lampstand, the golden light simply occupied all the colors in Mo Chong's eyes, looking up and down, if it wasn't for Linglong to stop him, Mo Zhong might go up and take a bite. "It's just gilded, how can it be pure gold. Linglong pouted, it was a shame, she now regretted bringing the ink out again. "Miss Linglong, how can Yaxing come to the birthday banquet today?" A voice sounded in Mo Chong's ears, and Mo Zhong turned his head alertly, which one of the blind wanted to fight Linglong's idea?