"Yes, the mandrill is my friend..." She nodded and was about to say a few more words, but suddenly she found that the mandrill had appeared in front of her. She was looking at Po Jun coldly, with the words "hostility" clearly written in her eyes!
"Mondrill, you're here..." She was stunned at first, then hurriedly got up, smiling and preparing to introduce Pojun to Mondrill to Mondrill.
But before she could speak, Shan Mandrill looked at Po Jun coldly and asked unhappily: "Who are you, why did you appear in Qingyuan Mountain?"
Po Jun also noticed his inexplicable hostility. If he were in heaven, those who spoke to him in this way would have been punished long ago!
"Are you the mandrill in her mouth?" Po Jun did not answer his words, and asked indifferently.
"Hmph, my name, no one can call me casually..."
The mandrill looked at Po Jun up and down. Seeing his bright eyebrows and eyes and his clothes were graceful, he felt even more unhappy. He snorted coldly and said.
Lian'er noticed the dissatisfaction of the mandrill, hurriedly pulled him down secretly, and then smiled at Po Junzun and explained: "Sorry, he may be in a bad mood..."
"You don't have to apologize for him..." Po Jun waved his hand and said coldly: "He is not enough to make me angry... but I didn't expect that he is completely different from you and can become your friend!"
She was stunned again, facing Po Jun's deep and unpredictable gaze, shook her head and smiled calmly: "It's not that you can be friends with similar personalities... I have known Shan Gong for a long time, and I practice together on weekdays, even this guqin,
He also gave it to him..."
Po Jun didn't want to listen too much from her to talk about this mountain spirit who was disrespectful to him. He waved his hand to stop her from talking. He looked at her and the mandrill for a while, and Fang Youyou said, "Mandrill,
Judging from your expression, you seem to be dissatisfied with me. Could it be that you want to compete with me?"
"Yes, I do want to compete with you once..." Shan Mandrill raised his head and said with a sneer.
Lian'er was anxious. She didn't know Pojun's skills, but she knew everything about the mandrill!
It’s not that she doesn’t believe in the cultivation of the mandrill, but she doesn’t want to see any mandrill or Pojun injured...
"Mondrill, you are a guest from afar, why do you have to use force?" She could only whisper in a low voice. Unexpectedly, Mondrill did not listen to her advice at all, patted her shoulder, and asked indifferently: "Lian'er,