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Chapter 1,250 Flying Flower Sword(2/2)

The treasures produced are better than Liuyunzhu.

But what kind of rare treasures could she come up with from a small place?

Old Man Jiangtian frowned, and when he saw the frail little girl, he put away his severity and said with a kind smile: "Girl, do you have any good treasures for grandma?"

"Reporting to the Palace Master... this... this is not what I dedicate to you. This treasure is... my brother Bai Ye dedicates it to you. I just dedicate it to you on his behalf..." Mu Qingqing's voice

weak.

"white night?"

Guests, you look at me and I look at you, all showing doubts.

Only a few people's expressions changed slightly.

"Bai Ye? Who is that?" Old Man Jiangtian asked strangely, his eyes a little tense.

She had never heard of this person in her memory, but his surname was Bai, which made her quite unhappy.

"It's just... I'm just a casual cultivator who has just entered the Qun Sect Domain. My brother said that he admires you very much, Palace Master. When he learned about your birthday recently, he specifically asked me to present a birthday gift to you on his behalf to show respect." Mu

Qingqing said nervously.

She is indeed just a young lady from the Mu family in Gongcheng, and her status is not considered noble. Even Young Master Chang Ying can suppress the Mu family. How can she not be nervous when the leader of the big sect, Old Man Jiangtian, is in front of her?

"Really?" Old Man Jiangtian held Mu Qingqing's hand like a kind old grandmother and said with a smile: "Then let me see what kind of treasure your brother Bai dragged you to grandma, okay?"

Seeing the kind face of Old Man Jiangtian, Mu Qingqing's nervous heart calmed down a bit. She nodded gently and opened the piece of rag.

There was nothing inside, only a wonderful array pattern. The array image was temporarily drawn on, the array lines were rough, and the array prints were done very randomly, more like a child's scribblings.

Some guests in the front row stood up, stood on tiptoes and looked at the rags. When they saw the formation diagram, they burst into laughter.

"What the hell is this! Can this thing also be used as a gift?"

"Little girl of the Mu family, come down quickly, don't disturb the old birthday girl's interest!"

"Take off that piece of rag of yours. The things my dog ​​can lick with his tongue are hundreds of times better than yours!"

The guests started shouting dissatisfiedly.

The sounds of ridicule and ridicule are endless.

The people sitting at the table next to Gong Yue couldn't help shouting at Gong Yue.

"My lord, it seems you brought Mu Qingqing here, right? Why don't you bring her back quickly? Don't embarrass her."

Gongyue's face turned red and white, extremely ugly. He wanted to go up and drag Mu Qingqing back, but when he saw Qianlong drinking leisurely next to him, he finally held back.

"She is her, it has nothing to do with me." Gongyue said in a low voice, drinking silently.

The others shook their heads and looked at Gong Yue with a little more contempt.

"What do you like about such a woman?"

Mr. Qingyun closed his eyes and said calmly.

Chang Ying beside him smiled and said: "Her physique!"

"constitution?"

"Yes, her physique is probably the same as her sister's, and she is very useful to me. Although this woman looks like an idiot, in my eyes, women's functions are almost the same. After I finish playing with her, she will be of no use.

Already." Changying licked his lips, his eyes showing a cold light.

"This...this is..."

At this moment, Old Man Jiangtian suddenly grabbed the rag, stared at the formation diagram above, and stood up from his chair, looking extremely excited.

In an instant, the entire birthday banquet hall fell silent, with pairs of eyes looking up in astonishment.
Chapter completed!
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