"Since your master can't support you, why not come with me?"
a pretty girl said "Yun'er" originally had a gentle male voice filled with anger.
Murong Wu didn't even raise her head, still drinking, completely indifferent.
"I'm talking to you, Miss.
I've taken a liking to your pet.
Since you can't satisfy it, why don't you just leave it with me?"
The arrogant voice was arrogant, and the face that wasn't even ugly looked extremely bitter, with straight eyes.
Staring at Snowball.
Without moving her eyes, Murong Wu continued to pick up the wine glass and sip the wine one sip at a time.
She looked aloof and slapped her hard.
Snowball, Xiaoxiao couldn't move.
Xueqiu'er lay down and attacked the food, while Xiaoxiao was still floating in the air, occasionally giving her a look of contempt, and then raising her head high with an arrogant look on her face.
The woman was so angry.
When had she ever been treated like this?
The blue fighting spirit rushed towards Murong Wu ah Everyone screamed and took a breath for the handsome man in brocade clothes.
With a raised hand, the blue light that hit his face disappeared.
Unexpectedly, a burst of energy rushed towards the woman just now.
The woman called Yun'er was stunned.
She didn't expect that this extremely thin man could break her attack and counterattack.
She even forgot to dodge for a moment.
Murong Wu was still calm and calm, as if she was not the one who made the move just now, looking at her like a clown.
"Yun'er, be careful," a rough male voice said.
The bronze sword met Murong Wu's attack, and part of it attacked Murong Wu.
Murong Wu's face turned gloomy this time, murderous aura spread all over her body, and the surrounding area suddenly became a few degrees colder.
She looked easy to bully.
Xueqiu'er and Xiaoxiao both had gloomy faces, not knowing whether to live or die.
He had raised his hand and was about to put it down when the warm male voice sounded again.
The Jingyu Sword in his hand had already swung away the bronze sword that hit Murong Wu, taking advantage of the situation and dispelling the internal force that hit the woman just now.
This guy has great skills.
However, this does not mean that she will give them face again Murong Wu always acted without saying anything.
The silver light in his hand was shining, and the silver needles shot towards the three of them with the force of piercing the air.
The three of them were shocked and hurriedly raised their protective shields.
Unexpectedly, the small silver needle easily pierced the protective shield and pricked them.
Among them, the one named Yun'er stabbed the hardest. ah A sharp scream broke through the sky.
Murong Wu had always made deadly attacks, but this time the matter had not been completed yet, so she did not want to cause too much trouble, so she just taught them a lesson.
Everyone around was shocked.
What kind of skill was this?
At the same time, I was also worried about Murong Wu.
This was the master of Mo Beilou.
This Mobei Restaurant is one of the best restaurants in these countries, and it belongs to Mr.
Mobei.
Mr.
Mo Bei is the most mysterious and richest prince.
It is said that he has three heads and six arms and is omnipotent.
It is said that he is merciful but never touches his body.
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It is also said that he has a cut sleeve and does not like women.
In short, there are all kinds of speculations and daydreams about him, but no one has seen his true face.
These three people were left by Young Master Mo Bei to take care of Mo Bei Tower, and they were considered half masters of Mo Bei Tower.
This time, Murong Wu provoked them, and everyone naturally thought that she was seeking death.
"Young Master, my foolish sister accidentally offended you, and I forgot about your master."
The person who spoke was a gentle man, tall and thin, with warm eyebrows.
His voice was like a breeze blowing, soothing and warm.
You couldn't tell that he was the same person at all.
A person who has been stabbed into a painful point has nothing but excessive sweat on his forehead.
Another nine-foot tall man, carrying a huge bronze sword on his back, groaned.
"So this is how your house treats guests."
Murong Wu said coldly.
"It's our fault this time.
This young man is free of charge in the building."
"Brother," the unruly woman said angrily as she couldn't lose her face.
The man glanced over with a cold look, and the woman fell silent.
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