I don't know when the picture in the ancient and modern mirrors became Shangguan Junqian's courtyard, and Jiu Luo was taking out a jar of wine and putting it on the stone table in the courtyard.

Shangguan Junqian stretched his waist and walked out of the room, his robe was wide and unbelted, and every step seemed to drain his physical strength.

He sat lazily on the stone bench and slowly lifted the lid of the wine, suddenly sat up straight, and took the wine jar into his arms......

Jiu Luo smirked at him with swollen eyes.

Mo Chen stared at the picture, his face turned blue with anger.

Four altars become one altar, this is her sincerity!

Out of thin air, the ink dust conjured a piece of golden brocade to cover the ancient and modern mirrors, and no longer looked at it.

He walked quickly to the courtyard like a gust of wind, and the little fairy ginseng that was passing by was knocked by him, and most of the medicinal soup he had finally brought was poured on his body.

"Hey, hey, Tianzun can bully people casually?"

Xiao Xian Ginseng shook the soup spilled on his body, and vented his dissatisfaction irritably at the ink dust that was not apologetic.

Mo Chen turned his head suddenly, staring at her coldly.

"The deity likes to bully people casually, you, no, serve?" The last three words were almost gritting his teeth, and Xiao Xian Ginseng didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and ran away with his little short legs carrying the Shengyue bucket like a puff of smoke.

She wouldn't be so stupid as to argue with an unreasonable person about right and wrong. What's more, this man is a hundred times more powerful than himself.

Mo Chen looked at the puddle of water stains on the ground and scolded angrily: "Stupid. As stupid as your master. ”

Jiuluo pushed open the door of the temple and came in, and this curse was in his ears.

As if scolding yourself?

"I'm back. She was keenly aware of the rolling anger on Mo Chen's body, squeezed out a smiling face, and held the last jar of black plum wine in front of him like a treasure.

Mo Chen glanced at it and snorted coldly, "Just one altar?"

Jiuluo had already thought of the words, and lied to Mochen with a sincere face: "Originally, there were two altars, but when I dug it, I smashed one altar too hard." She shook her head and said with a look of regret, "It's a pity." ”

Mo Chen looked at her lying, and echoed her with a look of regret: "It's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Jiuluo took advantage of the situation to nod and coaxed him: "Drink this altar first, and there will be something that can be opened after a while." I'll pick it up again. ”

"How many more altars?" he asked calmly.

Jiuluo thought about it, there were still a few jars of wine, but he couldn't tell the truth.

She still has to rely on these jars of wine to support Dongguo to do things. In case Shangguan Junqian is addicted to drinking and wants to drink, she has to make a margin.

"Two altars. and two altars, which I will bring with me at that time. ”

Mo Chen looked at her there with an expressionless face, and counted the names of Dongguo, Xuanchu, and Shangguan Junqian one by one.

At the same time, the three people in the three places all shivered in unison.

Jiu Luo thought that he would be happy to bring wine, at least he didn't have to keep his face black, as if she owed him eight hundred yuan.

I wanted to coax him hard, but she was not in a good mood, so she simply fell silent.

The ink dust fire is even bigger.

Obviously, I saw her smirking at Shangguan Junqian, and she smiled brightly.

When he came to him, his face stiffened, without a trace of superfluous expression.

Hum. Who is rare.

Xiao Xian Ginseng came back with the Shengyue bucket again, and when he saw Jiuluo standing in the courtyard, he happily threw the bucket and ran over to hug Jiuluo's thighs.

"Master, you're back. I miss you so much. She wiped her snot on Jiuluo's legs, thinking that tomorrow's watering work could finally be stopped.

He buried his face in Jiuluo's legs excitedly, and smiled thickly.

Jiu Luo shook her twice and asked, "Do you really miss me?"

"It's true. There is no lie. "Little Ginseng swears by the sky.

Jiuluo ruthlessly exposed her careful thoughts: "You want me to come back and water the fields for you." ”

"No, no, watering the fields is practice, so I won't be like the master thinks. I like to water the fields. Very much. ”

Mo Chen listened indifferently to the answer between the master and servant, and sneered: "Two liars. ”