Article 61

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Apologize?

How to write apology? Who will teach him?

The ink burned and said: "The wound on his face, it will take half a year for him to retreat. When I just gave him medicine, he still told me not to blame you, Master, he does not blame you, but Do you think you are in charge of this?"

This sentence is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

Chu nightning endured for a while, but after all, he didn't hold back, suppressed his voice, and said solemnly: "Get out."

Ink burning: "..."

Chu nightning said angrily: "Go away!"

The ink burned out, and the door slammed shut in front of him, almost pinching his fingers. The ink is burning, look at it, look at it! Who is this? Shouldn't he just apologize? A face that looks precious and precious, what's the difficulty in saying sorry? This seat is Stepping Immortal Emperor, and this seat is not shy about apologizing to others. And the Big Dipper Immortal Venerable, halfway through his speech, he was inexplicably like swallowing gunpowder, what a tantrum!

It's no wonder that such a handsome face is not uncommon!

Blind for nothing, deserve to be single for a lifetime!

Since Chu night Ning ignored him and gave him a closed door to eat, the high-ranking Emperor Taixian Emperor Human Realm Emperor Zun certainly wouldn't be dead skinny and roll over the threshold. Although he is tough, he can't get rid of it like a candy stick, but he sticks to the teacher, not the teacher.

Immediately left without caring, and went to accompany the teacher.

"Why are you back?" The beauty teacher, who had already lay down and rested, saw the ink burning in, stunned, sat up, and her long black hair was hanging down, "How is the teacher?"

"It's good, the temper is still as big as usual."

Teacher: "..."

The ink burned a chair and sat there, with his hands on the back of the chair of the master, with a lazy smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, looking back and forth at the appearance of the teacher with soft long hair.

The teacher said: "Why don't I go and see him..."

"Wow, don't think about it." Mo Ran rolled his eyes, "It's fierce."

"You made him angry again?"

"Does he need someone to provoke him? He can be angry with himself. I think he is made of wood, and he will burn right away."

The teacher shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The ink burned: "You rest early, I will go downstairs to borrow a kitchen and cook something for you."

The teacher said: "What's the trouble? You haven't slept all night, you don't sleep yourself?"

"Haha, I'm fine." Mo Ran smiled, "But if you can't bear me, I can accompany you for a while until you fall asleep."

The teacher quickly waved his hand and said warmly: "No, you have to look at me like this, but I can't sleep. You should go to bed earlier, don't be tired."

The curvature of the corners of the mouth was slightly stiff, and the ink burned a little sad.

Although the teacher is gentle with him, he always maintains an attitude of being distant and close. People who are clearly close at hand are like the moon in the mirror, the flowers in the water, which can be seen but cannot be seen.

"...Okay." In the end, I just tried my best to fight the spirit, laughed, and the smile of the ink burned was very bright. When this person is not bad, he is actually stupid and cute, "If you need to call me, I will just do it. Next door, or downstairs."

"Ok."

Mo Ran raised his hand and wanted to touch his hair, but finally held back. He turned his hand in midair and scratched his head.

"I am leaving."

Out of the house, Mo Ran couldn't help but sneezed.

He sniffed.

Because of the production of incense in Caidie Town, the prices of various kinds of incense and reclining incense are not expensive, so the inn is not stingy. Each room is lit with a long special high incense, which can ward off evil spirits and dehumidify. , three can make the room fragrant.

But when the ink burned, it was uncomfortable to smell the incense, but the teacher liked it, so he endured it.

When I came downstairs, the ink burned and came to the shopkeeper, stuffed a silver ingot for him, narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper, it's convenient."

The shopkeeper looked at the silver and smiled more politely than the ink burned: "What is the order of Xianjun?"

The ink burned: "I see that there are not many people here for breakfast. I have discussed with you. The kitchen will be used by me this morning. Please return the other guests."

How much money can you make early? He might not be able to earn a single silver ingot in half a month. The shopkeeper immediately smiled and agreed, leading Mo Weiyu, who was swaggering, to go to the kitchen of the inn.

"Xianjun wants to cook by himself? Why don't we let the chefs in our shop do it, the craftsmanship is very good."

"No." Mo Ran laughed, "Have the shopkeeper heard of the Drunk Jade Building in Xiangtan?"

"Ah...is that the famous music house that left the water more than a year ago?"

Ink burning: "Well."

The boss took a peek outside and determined that his daughter-in-law was busy and didn't eavesdrop, so he snickered: "Why haven't you heard of it? The most famous restaurant by the Xiangjiang River used to have a famous singer, that's called a famous restaurant. Move the world, but unfortunately it is far away, otherwise I would also like to listen to her play a song."

The ink burned and smiled: "Thanks for the praise, I thank her for her."

"For her? For her?" The shopkeeper was puzzled, "Do you know her?"

The ink burned and said: "It's more than just knowing."

"Wow... Xianjun can't see it, eh? But you cultivators, can you also... um..."

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