The eyes of all the people were fixed. They could not help but draw their lips. The student who came here had a scratchy beard. His greasy hair hung on his head. He looked like a large dog who had been wandering for many years

Duan Yue takes a step back, looks at Prince Mo with a smile and says, "ah Lian hall, this is not your lost brother!"

The Mohists are talented. If they are not as good as those of Mo Kun, it seems that they are not as bad as this man in front of them.

"Your Highness, my name is Xing Tianyang. If you want to join your highness, please accept me as an apprentice!" The goods fell to their knees with a thump, with a bitter and bitter look. What they said made people laugh for minutes.

"You're the only one who wants to be close to us..." The little fat man scolded half of the words and stopped suddenly.

His eyes widened and he exclaimed, "what? Do you want to learn from his highness Lin? "

Is this guy sure he's not here to be funny?

Look at this age, this kid is probably a year old!

Mo Lian gave Xing Tianyang a speechless look. "Don't stand in the way."

Joking, he doesn't want to accept such a greasy disciple.

"Right, right, don't get in the way!" People yelled at Xing Tianyang to get out of the way.

A group of people are all blocked at the door. Xing Tianyang climbs over to reach for his hand and wants to hold Mo Lian's thigh, "Your Highness! Please accept me! "

"Take me, your highness! Your highness! Take me! "

At the same time, all the people are speechless.

Xing Tianyang's brain may not have a hole in it. As for his stinking image, whoever accepts him will be unlucky.

After receiving the goods, I have been fumigating him all day.

The broken moon drops its head slightly and can't restrain the smile on his lips. "Xing Tianyang is so sincere, or you can take him."

Xing Tianyang cast a tearful look at the broken moon.

Mo Lian glanced at the broken moon, thanked his family, then walked past Xing Tianyang with long legs.

When Xing Tianyang saw it, he quickly got up again and ran for a few steps. After Mo Lian, he cried, "Your Highness, please accept me, your highness, I really want you sincerely..."

The little fat man swung his round arm and pushed Xing Tianyang aside. Xing Tianyang's voice suddenly stopped.

I saw the door of the private room on the second floor of the dining hall was pushed open, and a man came out who wrapped himself tightly and showed only one pair of eyes.

A group of people came downstairs with the man in front of them. They met with a group of people who had broken the moon.

The little fat man's mouth was obviously shaking, his head was down, and his shoulders were slightly shaking.

Qi Xuanxuan also glanced at the man, then coughed and stepped back to the side.

At this time, a male student with a meal turned around, and the soup bowl in his hand ran into the hooded man.

The soup turned out and sprinkled on the tightly wrapped man's chest, which was dyed wet.

"Ah!" When the man's body is flanked, a person drinks out a voice, "how to walk?"

"No eyes!"

"Wrong, wrong." As soon as the male students saw the posture of these people, they immediately bowed their heads and apologized.

The man who scolded him came forward and clapped his hand.

With a bang, the soup bowl in the male student's hand fell to the ground, making a lot of noise and attracting many people's attention.

"Do you know who this is?" The man thrust in his waist, a face of hufeihuwei expression.