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This is very bad. After Nangong Liu came in, Mrs. Wang, Xue Meng, and Xue Zhengyong immediately stood up and treated each other with courtesy.

But Chu Wanning was not in the mood, so he still stood by the window.

As for Mo Ran, the Rufeng Sect was just a shabby sect that he had flattened in his previous life. No matter how glamorous the appearance was, he knew that there was only a pile of loose sand underneath, and there was nothing worthy of awe. But he really didn't mean to embarrass Nangong Liu, he was just used to it, so he never thought of standing up.

This scene is weird.

As a master and an elder, Nangong Liu smiled pleasantly, not angry, and his face was still full of familiarity.

As a guest and junior, Mo Ran's lazy sitting posture was caught. He crossed his legs and leaned on the Taishi chair, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.

Xue Zhengyong didn't pay attention to Mo Ran's actions just now. When he turned around, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

This ink burning is too unruly!

"This is... Grandmaster Mo, who has become famous in recent years."

Mo Ran Tea stopped drinking, covered the lid, raised his eyes and said: "Yes."

"It's really a hero--"

Mo Ran interrupted him and said with a smile: "Nangong Xianjun, you have already used this sentence on my cousin, so don't use it on me, right?"

His tone was gentle, his smile was gentle, and he seemed to be very polite. But what he said was not polite at all. He didn't even stand up. After saying this, he picked up the tea cup again, scratched the edge of the cup with the small celadon lid, and then poured out the mist that rose up. .

She lowered her thick and long eyelashes, closed her eyes, and took a leisurely sip of tea.

He was young, handsome, tall and calm, and his posture made it seem as if he was the real master of this Confucianism sect and the person who stood at the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world, while Nangong Liu was just a dog under his seat.

"Haha, what Grandmaster Mo said is right. He is just a man of limited talent and knowledge. I couldn't think of a better wording, so——"

"What are you talking about?" Mo Ran put down the tea cup, raised his eyes and smiled, "Nangong Xianjun has said a lot of good things since he entered this house. If the immortal king can't speak, who can claim to be able to speak? ?”

"Oh, I don't dare to take Grandmaster Mo's ridiculous compliments seriously."

"Who said I was praising you?" Mo Ran looked at him with a pair of bright black eyes, smiling, "Being too talkative is sometimes not necessarily a good thing."

Xue Zhengyong couldn't resist anymore. He lowered his voice and said: "Ran'er——!"

In his opinion, it is understandable that Chu Wanning and Nangong Liu fell out. At least there is a reason. Chu Wanning also has this identity, but Mo Ran...

Mo Ran ignored Xue Zhengyong, but said to Nangong Liu: "Nangong Xianjun should save these compliments for other juniors. I am a rough man, I can't understand, and I don't want to hear them."

Xue Zhengyong: "…………"

Of course Mo Ran knew that his uncle would be unhappy if he did this, but he did not regret it.

There are too many disgusting things in the world. Allen Chu has a fiery temper and is always willing to be the one who stands out. When he was exorcising demons at Luo Xianxian's house a long time ago, Chu Wanning would beat the client Chen to pieces because the Chen family bullied a weak woman, regardless of his own reputation.

Even though Chu Wanning did nothing wrong, he was always criticized by others, calling him "cold-blooded", "willful" and "unreasonable".

Mo Ran doesn't want people to say that his master is "not polite" anymore.

So he would rather do something more outrageous and excessive than Chu Wanning. He only used such a stupid method to protect Chu Wanning behind him. So in this room, the three people all accepted Nangong Liu's flattery and kindness out of etiquette, but Mo Ran did not.

This was not a sudden rise. Since he knew, it was Chu Wanning who carried him on his back and crawled back from the sea of ​​​​blood in the corpse mountain. Ever since he saw the wisp of human soul in Meng Potang and the bowl of hand-cooked hands. Ever since he went to the depths of hell and rescued Chu Wanning, he had sworn -

As long as Chu Wanning is still willing, he will stand with Chu Wanning from now on.

Nangong Liu touched the jade twice in a row. If it were the head of another family, he would have set off the table and kicked out the guests.

But Nangong Liu didn't. He just pretended that nothing happened and happily said a few words to Xue Zhengyong, which made Xue Zhengyong very embarrassed. He pulled Nangong Liu aside and apologized in a low voice. , saying that he was unable to discipline his nephew.

Nangong Liuze smiled and said: "Oh, young people, who hasn't got some blood yet? I think Grandmaster Mo is really a sweetheart, very nice."

After meeting Nangong Liu, the disciples of Rufeng Sect led a group of people to stay in another courtyard.

Mo Ran was sneezing all the way, and Xue Meng turned to look at him: "Could it be that you were cursed by the head of Nangong because you were so ungrateful just now..."

"Go, go, you are cursed." Mo Ran's eyes filled with tears, "I...ah, I can't smell the incense that is too strong. The room just now - Ah! The smell of spices is too...ah Chirp! So..."

"It smells so bad."

"Ah, Master - Ah Zhi - Zun."

Allen Chu handed him a handkerchief, frowned and said in disgust: "Wipe it, it doesn't look good."

With tears in his eyes, Mo Ran smiled and took the handkerchief embroidered with crabapple flowers: "Master still cares about me, thank you Master."

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