Mo Zhu reacted, he was angry, he was unexpectedly, he was stabbed by this hairy boy, insulted, shameful!

Without waiting for Mo Lao Pifu to make a move, Murong Su shook his hand, pulled out the dagger, and automatically dodged behind Zi Lao to seek protection.

Joke, she is cultivating a little bit now, and she really has a hard time with Mo Lao Pifu, and she has to die thousands of times.

"Look at you kid, why are you so careless, can you take out the dagger and play with it casually?" In front of everyone, Zi Lao scolded Murong Su.

"If you know your mistake in vain, you won't dare next time." Murong Su lowered his head and assured with a guilty face, but he couldn't hold back a smile in his heart, she, a cheap master, didn't turn slowly at all.

"It's good to know, fortunately, this time it's Mo Lao, if it's someone else, it's not so generous." Zi Lao continued to count, and by the way, put a high hat on Mo Zhu.

"The disciple is ignorant, he just blamed Mo Lao, Mo Lao forgave the disciple so generously, the disciple is ashamed and grateful!" Murong Xu said, bowing respectfully to Mo Lao, looking moved and taught.

The old Mo on the other side was so angry that he trembled, if it weren't for so many people, he would have tore this kid on the spot.

Generosity, forgiveness?

When did he say not to blame him?

"Hehe, Brother Mo has long been known for his generosity, and this kid is really lucky, if it were me, I wouldn't be so easy to forgive him."

"It's no wonder that Mo Lao is so worshipped."

"I think this little doll is also unintentional, knowing mistakes can improve a lot."

……

Everyone was distracted, and they didn't know whether they smoked or how to drip, but they actually helped Murong Su to speak, which frightened her a lot, could it be that these people had some bad ideas?

But she really thought wrong, these people just saw Xuantian's different attitude towards her just now, and sold her a face in advance.

Although they are not optimistic about her, who would have thought that this kid would not be successful in the future, just like Zi Lao said, don't bully the young man, anyway, it's just a matter of words, if you can help, just help.

"Why don't you bandage Mo Lao?" Murong Su asked timidly.

Seeing her like this, Mo Zhu was even more angry.

"No need, that's it for this time, pay attention next time." Mo Zhu snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and walked away directly.

has said so much, plus so many people are present, if he really treats this kid, isn't he left a small belly?

Hmph, this account will never end like this, this kid, wait for him.

"Thank you seniors for interceding with your disciples, today's grace, juniors should remember it!" Seeing Mo Zhu go away, Murong Su breathed a sigh of relief, flashed out from behind Zi Lao, and bowed slightly to everyone present.

"Hehe, this kid is good, a good seedling."

"Zi Lao's eyes on people are naturally not wrong, he knows how to be polite like this, and he will be a big tool in the future."

……

Everyone smiled on their faces, and they were so worshiped by Murong Su, they were all very happy, this kid is quite interesting.

Zi Lao naturally had a polite conversation with everyone again, and then led Murong Su towards the bottom of the mountain.

Xuantian, who was dressed in a golden robe, stood at the door of the Nine-Fold Palace, taking in all of this, and there was no expression on his handsome face, and his eyes were as deep as ink and cold, unable to set off a ripple.

Looking at all this lightly, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and as if nothing in this huge world could arouse his interest.

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