(BL)(MTL)The strongest face-stepping gold finger [quick wear]

Chapter 177

Chapter 177 The God of Cultivation Loves Me Again

    Build a foundation? ? Jia Ding doesn't know the level of the cultivator, but he can read people's faces. The Daxian, who was tall and tall in front of him before, with eyes above the top, is now weak like a dog. The master pretends to be a grandson in front of Daxian, and Daxian is a dog grandson in front of the eldest young master. So, the eldest young master... He was so terrified when he

    thought about it, the servants broke out in cold sweat, but in the blink of an eye, his back was soaked. He secretly raised his eyes to look at this beautiful little fairy, it was clearly a milk doll, but his half-smiling eyes seemed to see everything. Looking at each other for a short while, Jiading felt a chill from the soles of his feet hitting the top of his head, and his hair exploded in fright.

    A sect great immortal who repairs at face-to-face doesn't want it, how strong this child is. Swallowing saliva violently, Jia Ding felt that my life was over. He hunched over tremblingly, trying to hide his huge body.

    "Are you the servant of the Mo family?" Mo Shi raised his jaw and walked to the servants who were curled up on the ground, daring not to resist.

    The servant shivered, afraid that the fairy boy would get angry and kill him with a wave of his hands, so he answered honestly after the question: "Yes! The servant Wan Shun greets the young master."

    "Is the master asking you to find me?"

    Wan Shun lowered his eyebrows Shun ears, with awe: "Master, Master, please go back, Li San is dead, Master is furious..." I used to be a beautiful job before, and I can get the reward of my wife, but now it seems that there is no return. Offended God. However, fortunately, he can show his goodwill on the road, and I hope that the eldest young master will not hold him accountable for the sake of his integrity.

    His eyes flickered slightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of Mo Shi's mouth. Oh, seeing the wind makes the rudder smart enough.

    The three-headed body is clearly in front of the rickety servant, but it is as tall as a mountain top and cannot be crossed. Mo Thirty took Xiao Hei's hand: "Lead the way ahead."

    "Yes, yes! Young master, please come with the servant." The near tears of the rest of the life after the catastrophe. Now that he can't protect himself, he didn't dare to show his eyes to the Qingpao disciple, and he didn't pay attention to the subordinates who were lying on the ground and didn't know whether to live or die. For fear of the eldest young master's resentment, Wan Shun fell down and became small along the way, wishing he could kneel on the ground with his waist extremely low.

    In order to please Mo Thirty, he told Mo Thirty a lot of what happened in the past two days, just to please him. What Wan Shun said was not much different from what Xiao Miao said, even the filth in Ping's wife was also reminded by him. Especially in the end, he almost knelt on the ground and called out Daxian for mercy, and after that, he was willing to change his mind and start a new life, and no longer help the emperor.     Tan Zhuoxi quietly followed Mo Thirty, and kept his ears pricked to learn the news from the mouths of others. Then again, he made a note of it secretly. The three of them didn't go back quickly. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, the errands at the squire's house spotted them. After a while, the hula-la's servants surrounded them with sticks and vicious faces.     Wan Shun broke out in a cold sweat, for fear that the child would not go his way, and blood flowed into a river for a while. He immediately reprimanded: "What are you doing! Let's get out of the way soon!"     "Wan Shun, is this kid our eldest young master?" After seeing the appearance of Mo Shi and Tan Zhuoxi, the vicious servants were all confused. . They were suspicious and finally asked Wan Shun: "Where's the big immortal?"     "Don't talk nonsense, let's get out of the way, we're going in." Wan Shun winked hard: "The     eldest young master still needs to see the master." Master? He hasn't read books, don't fool them. The eldest young master is dry like a skinny monkey. This kid with apricot face and peach cheeks exudes a unique temperament. Even the person in charge from the sect can't compare, and he will never be a child of ordinary people. How could it be his crippled young master with a broken leg.     However, in the end, it was still just in case, the housekeepers, look at me, I look at you, and finally surrounded the three of them silently, followed up the Mo family's mansion, and the sticks and ropes in the hands of the house were not used in time.     Tan Zhuoxi slowly looked around the family, and the dark pupils were even more secluded.     Someone from that family would go to report to the master and catch the eldest young master who escaped, so the two of them stepped into the hall with their forefoot, and a teacup fell in front of them, and the hot tea was splashed all over the floor. If it wasn't for Tan Zhuoxi's timely response and a tug at Mo, the boiling water would have fallen all over his body. Wan Shun, on the other hand, was not so lucky. After being splashed with a few drops, he jumped up hot.