The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Article 407

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Chu Wanning said: "Don't move."

"Why?"

Chu nightning did not speak, just shook his head, Mrs. Wang sighed and said: "The treasures are charming, such a book can be sold for tens of thousands of gold."

"..." Xue Meng retracted his hand with a livid face, and then sat slumped in the cushioned Taishi chair.

He thought of the ranking book he saw on the bookstall before. At that time, he was angry because he was not among the top 100 young and talented people in the world of cultivation. Now he felt that the book was not deceiving him.

There was a big black character printed on his forehead:

poverty.

But having said that, the book disappeared somewhere, and he lost it before he even had time to finish flipping through it...

After a while, the curtain made of staggered red coral and freshwater pearls made a sparkling sound. Two delicate and dignified female nuns, wearing snow gauze fairy clothes from the Confucian Fengmen, floated in. One left and one right raised the bead curtain. , lowered his eyes and bent his knees, his voice was like the warbling of an oriole.

"The Immortal Lord in charge has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in his forties walked into the door with a smile. He had an average appearance and a bit of a bookish look. He had an ordinary appearance that would be lost immediately if he was thrown into a crowd. Apart from being very fair, he didn't seem to have much. Remarkable place.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Ran, who was sitting there drinking tea, almost spit out the tea——

"Oh, Master Xue, Master Xue, I am just looking forward to the stars and the moon. I look forward to you coming to Rufengmen early every day. Look, when you come, you are so heroic and majestic that you are a hero in the world. Who can reach it! It’s great, great, the humble house is flourishing! Okay! Okay! Okay!”

Xue Meng: "…………"

Mo Ran: "…………"

The leader of the most dignified sect in the world, faced with the leader of the dead and alive who was the last of the ten sects, he spared no effort and praised him lavishly, saying "Okay!" three times in a row, each one more generous and more passionate than the last.

He praised Xue Zhengyong so vigorously, and Xue Zhengyong was of course very impressed. He said with a smile: "No, Master Nangong is so polite."

"I'm not being polite, I just sincerely envy Head Xue. Head Xue is a generation of heroes. He is majestic and makes people admire him. Looking at him again, he has lost his vitality in middle age. He is already dead and has no fat left. He is really ashamed of himself. Not as good as that.”

Nangong Liu spoke with great enthusiasm. Xue Zhengyong originally wanted to hold it in, but his peacock tail could no longer hold it in and spread out a little: "I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it, haha, hahahaha, the head of Nangong is too modest."

Mo Ran had never had any dealings with Nangong Liu in his previous life. During the Tu Ru Fengmen, this man ran away quickly. Mo Ran didn't bother to pay attention to such a trash fish, and didn't care that he died in the end with swords, guns and sticks. , or escaped and lived the rest of his life in anonymity.

This was the first time in his life that he had met Nangong Liu so closely, but when he saw his accent, Mo Ran didn't like it. He lowered his voice and said: "It turns out that the leader of the best sect in the world has a mouth that is wonderful."

When Xue Meng heard this, he rarely agreed with his words, and whispered: "Yes, when you look at him, he is really like a lotus with a brilliant tongue and sharp teeth. I can't even smell the fragrance of flowers in the room. Tsk, only Nangong Liu is left. Sweetness in the mouth.”

After Nangong Liu finished praising the old one, he came to praise the younger one.

"Oh, isn't this the proud son of heaven, Mr. Xue?"

Xue Meng, a poor young master, is poor and full of energy.

He cupped his hand in a nonchalant manner: "Headmaster Nangong."

"It's true that a hero comes from a young boy. He's handsome! Amazing! Look at this nose, these eyes, tsk tsk, he's so energetic! Sure enough, a tiger father has no dog son!"

Xue Meng: "…………"

Nangong Liu turned around and said to Xue Zhengyong: "Brother Xue, I am really envious of you. Look, in today's world, which young man has half an inch of the spirit of your son! If you ask me, there are so many young leaders in this huge world of cultivation. , if your son is ranked second, then no one can be ranked first!"

Xue Meng was still holding it, hating him, but Nangong Liu didn't seem to see the alienation on Xue Meng's face at all, and threw baskets of warm praises at Xue Meng, destroying the good little Mr. Xue They were all stunned, but in the end they actually showed a smile.

When he whispered to Mo Ran again, what he said was: "Well, this Nangong leader, although he is a bit exaggerated, he is telling the truth."

"What's the truth?" Mo Ran was amused and looked at him sideways, "You said you are the second in the world and no one dares to claim the first?"

"What's wrong, I'm from the Lingshan Conference..."

"That was a competition. Many casual cultivators did not participate. Do you think the world's heroes can really compete in that small arena?"

"..." Xue Meng's face turned red. After a while, he muttered angrily, "Forget it, I know you envy me."

If he was young, Mo Ran would definitely laugh at him again, but now that the words are on his lips, he feels that Xue Meng's competitive and narcissistic temper is nothing to argue with, so he nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I envy you, you are the best."

But when he looked up at Nangong Liu again, the smile in Mo Ran's eyes disappeared.

There are many types of evil people in this world. Some people are extremely rebellious and have sins that reach the heavens. The whole world wants to find and kill them, and kill them quickly.

But some people are amazing. With their smooth tongue and flattery, they are rotten to the core, but they are not despised by everyone.

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