As long as it's not the last one, I'll admit it! " Smoke if dream again cut in.

She had a bad idea.

She is determined that even if the day round Pavilion barely gathered enough people, it must be the penultimate.

"OK, that's settled."

Yu Yingfeng directly clapped, then turned to Mo Yan and asked, "a Yan, do you have any opinions?"

Mo Yan said indifferently: "no problem."

The situation is far from as bad as imagined.

Last?

It doesn't exist.

A demon king of the ten thousand demon mountain in Kunlun, and a Nine Tailed Fox elder who is tens of thousands of years old, can never lose to a group of 20-year-old human disciples.

Now the most serious problem is how to make up the three substitutes in two days.

These three substitutes can't be borrowed.

You have to be a disciple of Xuanwu college.

Those who came from outside temporarily did not have the identity of that disciple.

"Since there is no problem, the meeting will be over." Yu Yingfeng stood up and rubbed his back, which was a little sour. "You all go back and get ready for Dabi. I have something else to do with the president. The envoys of the South moon state are here. I want to receive them in person. "

Then he left.

Only a rosy back with hot eyes.

Mo Yan is thoughtful.

Envoys of Nanyue Kingdom

Jingxuan, the little emperor of Nanyue Kingdom, has been living in Zijia for some time. He travels with Zhuque all day. There's something going on in the South moon country.

After the meeting, the white elder of the star Pavilion, before leaving, smiles and nods with Mo Yan, which is to say hello.

Yu Wuji looked at Mo Yan deeply and said, "don't lose."

Mo Yan is indifferent.

He has always had a complex psychology about this depression.

Mingming has a love for his family's little Momo, but he never breaks the rules and controls himself in a good degree; Moreover, he repeatedly extended a helping hand to help them; More importantly, Yu Wuji is really concerned about Yu Zhujun. It seems that he cares more than little Momo.

"I'm for bamboos." Yu Wuji seems to be a little uncomfortable, but also took the initiative to explain, "he likes rilunge very much, and grows up in rilunge. I don't want the place where he lives to disappear."

The cool color in Mo Yan's eyes was a little less, and he said, "thank you very much."

Thank you, thank you.

Politeness, at least.

Yu Wuji bowed his head and accepted Mo Yan's thanks. He said goodbye and left.

The beauty Pavilion leader came over gracefully and laughed at Mo Yan“ Master Mo, it's OK. Even if you rilun Pavilion is broken up, we Hongyan Pavilion will take over the female disciples of your Pavilion regardless of the past. I promise that I will treat them well. Hongyan pavilion has always been very tolerant towards women. Especially ziqianmo. I really like her. "

Mo Yan's face, black two points: "don't bother."

Anyone who covets Momo should die.

Both men and women.

Regardless of age.

With a shrug and a happy smile on his face, the master of Hongyan Pavilion left.

Third uncle zimucheng, because of something temporary, was called away by the disciples of Changsheng Pavilion who were guarding outside.

Finally, in the huge conference hall, only Mo Yan and Yan Ruo Meng were left.

Smoke if dream is deliberately do not go.

Her original intention is to target Mo Yan.