There is really no giant python Ah Wang Mang in my reservoir Chapter 1539 Return to Mo Xiao Pavilion again! The Ancient Starry Sky Clan Wants to Propose Marriage!
Chapter 1539 Return to Mo Xiao Pavilion again! The Ancient Starry Sky Clan Wants to Propose Marriage!
Hearing this, the Starry Sky Clan leader nodded and said slowly:
"The extreme realm has three poles, the physical body extreme realm, the soul extreme realm, and the realm extreme realm."
"If you can enter one of the poles, it is already God's favor."
"I didn't expect that Wang Mang had already entered the extreme realm of the soul at a young age."
"The young man is so terrifying!"
After hearing his words, Hao Shixuan asked thoughtfully:
"Clan leader, do you know what the prerequisite is to enter the extreme state?"
"I……"
The Starry Sky Clan Chief smiled helplessly and interrupted:
"If it is really easy to enter the extreme realm, I will not be still staying in the fourth level of the Eternal Realm."
"In this life, I will have no hope of entering the extreme state."
Looking at the starry sky leader with a bitter face, Hao Shixuan whispered in an unknown expression:
"Clan leader, do you think I can enter the extreme state?"
Hearing this, the Starry Sky Clan Chief paused and became silent.
At this moment, his silence was so deafening.
After being silent for a long time, Hao Shixuan smiled a little far-fetchedly:
"I won't say this anymore. The leader of the clan, please help me propose marriage to the Mo clan."
Upon hearing this, the Starry Sky Clan leader looked at him with a complicated expression and said slowly:
"Don't worry, I'm still optimistic about you and Mo Xiaoyou being a couple."
"After so long, Mo Gu's old stubbornness should be relieved."
"Tomorrow you and I will go to the Mo Clan."
"good."
...
At this time, Wang Mang was traveling aimlessly in the streets of Mocheng.
Looking at the people in Mocheng with joy, Wang Mang chuckled inexplicably.
Walking without purpose, he finally stopped in front of Moxiao Pavilion again.
"I'm back here after going around."
Looking at the coming and going Moxiao Pavilion, Wang Mang murmured softly.
The next moment, his figure immediately walked towards Moxiao Pavilion.
At this time, Hei Yan, who was drinking in the Moxiao Pavilion, felt Wang Mang's breath, and his expression suddenly changed.
In an instant, his figure disappeared, leaving only a little Dao Crystal left on the table.
Hiding in the void and looking at Wang Mang coming, Hei Yan cursed in anger:
"Why is this kid back?"
"It's not clean if you drink wine!"
...
At this time, Wang Mang, who had just entered Moxiao Pavilion, frowned and whispered:
"Hmm? Why do you have a familiar atmosphere?"
The next moment, the waiter appeared in front of Wang Mang again.
I saw him bowed and respectfully:
"Sir, you are here again."
"This time, you're the only one?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang came to his senses and nodded slowly:
"Yeah, it's still the same."
"Okay, you can wait for a moment."
He responded diligently, and he quickly jogged towards the kitchen.
Seeing this, Wang Mang found a random place to sit down.
Interestingly, his current seat is exactly what Kurohiko has originally.
At this time, a guest next to Wang Mang's seat said happily at Wang Mang:
"The performance of Lord Saint Son in the endless holy war is really powerful!"
"Come on...I'll do it first...to respect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up a jar of spiritual wine and drank it hard.
Seeing this, the guest who was on the same table and chair as him almost scared his soul.
The next moment, the guest quickly smiled at Wang Mang and said:
"Sir, don't care, he has drunk too much."
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang smiled silently and turned his head aside.
Looking at Wang Mang who didn't care at all, the man immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, the waiter came with a few jars of spiritual wine.
"Sir, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
While saying that, he placed several jars of spiritual wine on Wang Mang's table.
Seeing this, Wang Mang waved his hand and said lightly:
"Okay, there's nothing to do with you."
"Okay! OK, just tell the younger one if you have anything to do."
As soon as he finished speaking, he continued to wait for the guests who were coming at the door.
After opening a jar of wine, Wang Mang directly held the jar and drank it hurt.
Tons! Tons! Tons!
"Forehead."
Putting down the wine jar, Wang Mang burped.
At this moment, the discussions of several people around attracted Wang Mang's attention.
"Hey, have you heard of it? The Ancient Starry Sky Tribe has already spoken and will come to the Mo tribe to propose marriage tomorrow."
"Oh? Why don't I know when?"
"I heard that, it seems to be from Hao Shixuan and Mo Xiaoyou!"
"Hahaha, that guy is not giving up. He was so miserable by Mo Zu last time."
"Hi, I'm puzzled."
"I guess the leader of the Mo tribe won't agree. If you want to talk about Mo Xiaoyou's husband, I'd rather be optimistic about the Holy Son of my tribe!"
"That's right, Hao Shixuan's native dog who was crushed by the Holy Son is worthy of coming to propose marriage."
"Stop talking, look."
...
While talking, one of them secretly signaled them to look at Wang Mang.
After seeing Wang Mang with a blank expression, these people immediately stopped discussing.
Seeing this, Wang Mang narrowed his eyes and silently recited in his heart:
"interesting."
At this moment, the person who was originally talking spoke to Wang Mang:
"Sir, what do you think about this?"
After he spoke, everyone seemed to have opened the gates of words and said:
"Yes, Lord Shengzi, Mo Xiaoyou is the goddess of the Mo clan. You can't just let outsiders get cheaper!"
"That's right, I'm asking me to say that you and Mo Xiaoyou are the ones that I have made."
"That's right, Hao Shixuan is your defeated man, how can he be worthy of Mo Xiaoyou?"
"Agree!"
"Reconsideration!"
...
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang's mouth twitched and said with a dark face:
"Who Mo Xiaoyou married to, what does it have to do with me?"
"You don't have to stand up here anymore. There is nothing between me and Mo Xiaoyou."
After hearing Wang Mang's words, everyone stopped talking.
But looking at their angry expressions, I guess there are still a lot of words to say greeting Hao Shixuan in my heart.
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Mang smiled silently and continued to drink spiritual wine.
At this moment, Hei Yan, who was hiding in the void, smiled with satisfaction at Wang Mang's indifferent attitude.
"Well, it's not a big deal for the Taoist couple in the Abyss Nine Clans."
"A mere girl in the middle world is not worthy of your young patriarch."
“I have it under my disciples…”
...
In this way, after staying in Moxiao Pavilion for a long time, the spiritual wine on the table was also drunk.
After throwing some Taoist crystals on the table, Wang Mang slowly stood up and left.
"Sir, the Holy Son, walk slowly!"
Looking at the departure of Wang Mang, the waiter greeted respectfully.
After leaving Moxiao Pavilion, it was already evening.
A breeze gently brushed across Wang Mang's cheek.
Looking at the brightly lit streets, Wang Mang was silent for a moment and whispered:
"Are you proposing a marriage? How can you miss such an interesting thing?"
At this moment, the system's prompt sound suddenly rang in Wang Mang's mind:
[Ding! The current situation of the host was detected! Give the following tasks to the host!]
[Task 1: When the Starry Sky Ancient Clan proposes marriage tomorrow, ignore it and watch it.]