Retrograde fairy way

Early the next morning, Wang Mo was still calm and relaxed, sitting in the clinical position, observing the food on the table with great interest, but unexpectedly, a sudden sound made the bamboo chopsticks in his hand almost fall to the ground.

"Brother, what a coincidence!" Although Wang Mo made a fool of him yesterday, Qiong Ya still greeted people with a smile, which shows his good temper.

After hearing this, Wang Mo, who was sitting at the table, felt extremely speechless. The food and wine on the table had just been put away, and Qiong Ya sat down opposite him. Obviously, he had been waiting here for a long time, and he really didn't know what he was doing. How can you be so patient.

Although the other party smiled at him, Wang Mo has always been quite unimpressed with people who look like shemale. He treats the other party like a cowhide plaster, and he is even more certain that Qiong Ya has any bad intentions for him. Outside the window, no more sound.

"Hehe!" Qiong Ya was not angry when he saw Wang Mo's behavior. He had already experienced it yesterday. Opposite Wang Mo.

As the saying goes, Wang Mo has completely lost his temper with such a person who is born once and familiar with twice.

Although there was nothing he could do about it, Wang Mo made up his mind and ignored it.

Qiongya saw that Wang Mo was silent for a while, but he didn't care, and immediately rolled his eyes and said: "Brother, we are already acquainted yesterday, Qiongya still doesn't know your name!"

"Good guy, yesterday I didn't speak more than three sentences, and my words were not more than ten words, but I became an acquaintance!" Wang Mo sighed in his heart, but he couldn't keep silent, even though he had always been impolite to Qiong Ya: "Mo Cang!"

Qiong Ya's eyes lit up, and his smiling face revealed, making his eyes narrow like a pair of crescent moons, making Wang Mo, who looked at him helplessly, feel sick all the time: "Shemale! You really deserve the name of shemale!"

Obviously he is a man with an Adam's apple, but he was born with such a face, that's all he was born with, and he still has sexual interest in men. Can Wang Mo not be disgusted?

Unaware that Qiong Ya, who was defined as an adult demon by the man opposite, smiled like a flower at this time, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Good surname, good name, and good spirit!"

Although I don't know where Qiong Ya found out that his name is worthy of such praise, Wang Mo had no choice but to pull out a smile when he stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face, but that smile looked like a wry smile no matter how you looked at it.

"Brother Mo, I invited my brother to drink yesterday, and today I brought good wine as a thank you gift, I hope Brother Mo will not refuse!" After speaking, Qiong Ya took out a white jade tall neck bottle and said.

This is good. Knowing Wang Mo's name, he was automatically upgraded from brother to brother. This familiarity came really fast.

Without waiting for Wang Mo to speak, he took the wine glass in front of him and filled it up on his own. Then he raised his own wine glass and filled it, and then said: "This wine, congratulations to me for getting acquainted with my brother! Brother, do it first as a respect." !"

After finishing speaking, Qiong Ya held the glass with both hands, covered his face with half his sleeves, drank the wine in the glass, and then turned the glass upside down, indicating that Wang Mo had drunk himself.

Seeing Qiong Ya like this, Wang Mo couldn't express anything. Immediately enduring the discomfort in his heart, he raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp, but in his heart, he muttered secretly: "As expected of a shemale, even drinking is so elegant!"

Qiong Ya, who didn't know anything about it, repeatedly praised Wang Mo for his boldness and poured wine for him one after another. The situation between the two of them was really like good friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

Although Wang Mo didn't like to see the other party very much, he had to admit that the wine brought by the other party was indeed good wine. At least, Wang Mo had never drunk such good wine.

As for wine, there was a little alcoholic named potato at home, so Wang Mo bought a lot all the way, so naturally he knew a little bit. In this way, the two of them spent the day happily.

And Wang Mo, because of the existence of Qiong Ya by his side, it is not easy to pay too much attention to the casting conference. If he pays too much attention, it will inevitably arouse the other party's suspicion. In addition, the other party is too mysterious, if he has anything to do with Zhuliantang, then he is in danger of being exposed.

You must know that Li Batian, the current master of the Casting Hall, is like a mad dog because of what happened recently. Any disturbance may shake the other party's tight nerves, so it's better to be more careful.

Therefore, under the attention of the other party, Wang Mo put on a look of watching the excitement.

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As the third day of the casting conference began, the number of monks who came to watch was obviously several times more than the previous two days.

Gein, according to the convention of the conference, today the refiners of the Casting Hall will refine spirit weapons. This kind of skill ability, in the cultivation world of Great Xia, is rarely possessed by such a skill, so it has attracted many monks, and the level of attention has never been higher.

At this time, Wang Mo also restrained his expression, not caring about still appearing beside him. Qiong Ya, who was like a cowhide plaster, focused his attention. At this time, all the monks were all paying attention to the field. If he was indifferent , that is weird!

Wang Mo had used his spiritual sense to secretly investigate the handsome Qiong Ya who was not like a man beside him. What surprised him was that this Qiong Ya was only in his early twenties, but he had the cultivation base of the last level of Qi refining, and he was still a person of Qi refining. Qi heavy.

How could such a discovery not surprise him?

You must know that so far, the mid-level monks in Qi refining that Wang Mo has encountered, except for those few young talents, are all middle-aged and above, let alone the post-qi refining cultivation base.

However, Qiong Ya was able to achieve the last level of Qi refining at such an age, which made him very surprised. Turning to his own situation, he sighed in his heart, "Although I am only 17 years old in this life, I have been forty in the two lives." People who look at things, still judge by memory and middle age, it is true that the years have no trace!"

Beside him, Qiong Ya also withdrew his eyes on Wang Mo, looking at the situation in the field, but he didn't know if he could see clearly from such a distance.

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"Shan'er, this person from the casting hall really has some skills, he can actually forge spiritual weapons!" Among the seats of the six major forces in the arena, a man in his thirties and a rather handsome appearance whispered to the woman in purple shirt next to him. road.

"Senior Brother Lu, please respect yourself and call me Junior Sister or Junior Sister Yang!" The woman in the purple shirt had a beautiful and refined face, holding a mouse-like monster with a ring of golden hair around her neck, but her words were quite distant, His cold tone made Senior Brother Lu immediately stunned.

Senior Brother Lu seemed to have a good temper, and the embarrassment on his face was fleeting. He immediately let out a chuckle to cover it up, and said with a look of indifference: "Hehe, Shan'er, Master has promised to be a brother, and proposed marriage to Elder Ning." , presumably Master Ning will definitely not refuse, when the time comes..."

"Shut up!" The woman in the purple shirt didn't wait for her to finish her sentence, she suddenly changed her face, stood up and glared at the man surnamed Lu, and said, "Lu Changkong, let's give up on you, don't say that the old man will agree, even if he agrees. I won't agree either!"

After the woman in the purple shirt finished speaking, she immediately turned around and left with a flick of her sleeves, ignoring the stunned Lu Changkong. Behind her, a white mouse followed him with a jump, and walked away amidst the curious expressions of the people around. But a silver-clothed woman who was slightly older got up, apologized to Lu Changkong with a helpless expression, and followed her away.

Lu Changkong, who watched the two leave alone, looked gloomy. Looking at his clenched fists, he was obviously irritated by the unceremonious words of the purple-shirted woman before, and his gentle expression could no longer be maintained. .

"Hehe, Martial Nephew Lu, why do you have to be like this for a woman? There are not many good women in the world. With Martial Nephew Lu's talent, his future is limitless, and he will definitely find a suitable woman to accompany him!" Seeing Lu Changkong's situation, the old man immediately comforted him road.

"Master Bai's words are very true, Changkong saves it!" Hearing what the old man said, Lu Changkong immediately pretended to be educated, and said respectfully.

Seeing his performance, the old man surnamed Bai immediately nodded slightly in satisfaction, and turned to look at the situation on stage.

It's just that he didn't know that although this Lu Changkong appeared to be magnificent in front of others, he was jealous and narrow-minded in his heart. His light smile of relief earlier, in his ears, sounded like a sneer, which made him secretly hate him.

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The purple shirt and the silver shirt girl, the two of them are beautiful in appearance, and their own cultivation is not vulgar, the youthful breath is naturally exuded, and they are together, although their faces are quite cold, they do not reduce the attention of the people around them.

"Sister Shan'er, it's quite unwise for you to treat Senior Brother Lu like this!" the woman in silver shirt whispered to the woman in purple shirt next to her with a worried face.

"Senior sister, there is no need to say too much about this matter, my younger sister will definitely not marry Lu Changkong! If you talk to him again, then the relationship between you and me will end here!" The silver-clothed woman's tone turned cold when she heard what she said Apparently, he was still quite annoyed by Senior Brother Lu's words, and even the Yinshan woman was a little impatient.

"Hey!" The silver-clothed woman looked at the purple-shirted woman's expression, let out a long sigh, and said nothing more. After being together day and night for many years, she naturally knew the other party's mind. Send it yourself.

Suddenly, the woman in purple shirt looked up to the side, with a look of doubt on her face, but looked around, but found nothing, thought for a while, and then left with the woman in silver shirt.

As the two women left, it took a while for the people around to come back to their senses, sighing one after another, seeing such beauties in the world today, this trip is not in vain!

In the upstairs corner where no one was paying attention, Wang Mo withdrew his gaze and sighed in his heart: "Grow up!"

Qiong Ya, who was watching Wang Mo secretly, saw a touch of tenderness inadvertently flashing in his eyes, doubted in his heart, he looked out the window, but only saw two moving figures from his back.

Qiong Ya's eyes lit up, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to Wang Mo who was paying attention to the situation in the field: "Brother Mo is very elegant, and he found such a wonderful person, why didn't you tell me?"

It's just that as soon as his words fell, his whole body suddenly became cold, as if being stared at by a beast that was about to choose someone to devour, but this feeling came and went quickly. Thought it was an illusion.

And the people around also shivered in unison, looking around in puzzlement.