This smile, even the disciples of Shushan have a lot of crazy, including that one muscle Changsheng.

The leader of Shushan nodded in appreciation and said, "Miss Tang has the ability and the wisdom of God. We Shushan will follow the command of you two. We will be able to change the magic plate soon."

Tang Yuan nodded slightly, and then returned to indifference.

Shen Xu hooked his lips, "Taoist priest is modest."

Tang yuan added: "in fact, we all have our own needs. Shu mountain asks for a common life, Tang family asks for stability, God asks for a magic disk to leave, we Happy cooperation. "

The leader of Shushan mountain immediately burst out laughing, "good cooperation, good cooperation!"

Shen Xu gently raised the corner of his lips.

Happy cooperation Fuduo is a little uncomfortable sitting in the chair. She is like an outsider. She can't fit into the atmosphere. She looks like the leader of Shushan mountain, Shen Xu and Tang yuan are the same people, but she is an outsider who can't get in.

Near noon, fuduoduo went out of the hall with the crowd to the dining hall.

More than a dozen disciples of Shushan pass by. Fuduo sees a familiar person, like Wangcai's ninth elder martial brother. He can't help thinking of Wangcai.

"By the way, why don't you see Wangcai today?" She turned to look at the leader of Shushan.

Shushan headmaster's face was slightly stunned, and his tone was somewhat unnatural. "Well, Wangcai has recently come to the stage of closed cultivation, so let him shut up."

"Shut up?" Fuduo couldn't help frowning.

How can we say shut up? I haven't heard Wangcai say it before, OK?

At dinner, Fuduo was silent.

Everyone is dining together, Tang Yuan also with them, her character should be very good, servant girl is she eat with live, also on the table with everyone to eat.

"Well, don't eat this bun. I'll send it to Xiao Xi'an later."

"Ah? Elder martial brother nine, you are too partial to believe. We are all your younger martial brothers. You are in love with little eleven! "

"Who can make my little 11 look for someone to like? They are white and tender, which can be compared with you rough guys!"

On the table next door, more than a dozen disciples of Shushan said they were making trouble. An older disciple put away the steamed stuffed buns.

Next to someone asked: "I didn't say that, why was Xiao Xi suddenly shut down?"

"What is confinement? He's autistic! I don't know what happened recently. Last time when he was autistic or ten years old, he was molested by the goblins in the demon tower. This time, I don't know what happened. I asked him, he didn't tell me. He was copying with a book in his arms. If I knew which bastard had provoked my little 11, I had to kill him! " Elder martial brother Jiu said, looking angry and slapping on the table.

Everyone looked at each other and sighed.

"I guess it's our own people in our sect, otherwise Xiao Xi would have told us a long time ago."

"Elder martial brother Jiu, if you want to vent your anger, take me with you! I'll go too! "

"Take me, too! I have to see who is so heartless and has the heart to bully little eleven! Take care of him

There was no end to the sound of helping out. After a meal, everyone pulled away. Elder martial brother Jiu still had two steamed buns in his arms.

On the table here, Chang Sheng's face is extremely ugly. It's not too wonderful to listen to the younger martial brothers to clean him up in public.

Fuduo stares at the porridge in the bowl, his eyes are gloomy, and his face is not so good.