Chapter 945

A group of aunts were pointing at dye girl behind her back, and their faces were suddenly a little ugly.

"How can even a brothel woman enter the martial arts school, because of the miasma?"

"No, it's really strange whether it's Jubi or singing the wind and moon."

Hou Ping frowned at the words and turned to look at the long tongued women. "Girl ran was invited. Some of them would not talk at random."

Several aunts showed a disdainful expression one after another, but they didn't dare to continue to hate Hou Ping.

Hou Ping saw that the time was almost over, so she ordered people to close the gate of the martial arts school.

But listen to a light voice said a "wait."

Hou Ping turns around, but sees a few young childe miss, along the separate crowd, slowly toward this side.

In the crowd, the screams of the flower lovers appeared one after another.

Song Ying embroidery looks around coldly, "what is it called? Never seen a man! "

"Young master muzijun of Fulu family, you are late!" Hou Ping nodded politely to the eighteen year old young man.

Muzijun is not good-looking. He is short among several young men and has a faint gloomy air on his face.

But Hou Ping hurriedly ran to meet a handsome young man dressed in a white fur fur with a tight collar and a sick face

Shi Guangyun smiled and hugged the Lord of the Marquis, politely saying, "the Lord of the Marquis, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Lord of the marquis." Zheng six smiled faintly.

When Hou Ping saw the sick childe and Zheng Liu, her smile became very warm.

Song Ying embroidery glanced at Shi Guangyun and Zheng Liuyi and said coldly to Hou Ping, "Lord, can you take us in?"

Hou Ping opened the martial arts school in the capital of Mexico City. He didn't recognize the ordinary dignitaries.

Miss Song Ying Xiu, a two thousand gold scholar in the family of the head of the household, was not a good talker. She dared not ignore her immediately, nodded her head repeatedly, and invited her son Jun Song Ying Xiu and others to come in.

There are seven or eight people in muzijun and Songying embroidery. Shi Guangyun and Zheng Liu come together, just two.

So they followed Mu Zijun and others into the martial arts school.

When Hou Ping shut the door, the heavy gate of the martial arts school was closed by two forging masters.

"Pedals." The sound of the stairs made many people turn their heads and look at the stairs.

The head of muzijun's family, who used to be taut, was a little more relaxed when he saw his adopted son muzijun's appearance. He stretched out his hand a few steps forward and just wanted to pat muzijun on the shoulder to exchange greetings. He saw muzijun's cold face and walked directly past the head of muzijun's family without touching him.

Mu's master's hands were frozen in the air, causing a few ironic laughter.

When Shi Guangyun and Zheng Liuyi came up, Wu Xiaoen hurried out of the Wu's team and greeted them with a smile. The game is about to start. It's said that today's rules are a little strange. No lottery, whoever can do it! Six people who can finally stand on the court will win

Zheng nodded at six, and Shi Guangyun saw Prince Mo at a glance, and hurriedly went to salute him.

Mo Lian is slightly stunned. She smiles and says hello to him. Her eyes follow Zheng Liu.