This footsteps kept walking, and went straight to Master Wang's work room.
At a glance, a doubt appeared on the face.
Who? Dare to go directly to their master's work room? Aren't you afraid of being punished by Master?
However, they quickly ignored this and continued to talk about the flight fighter.
Feng Wu asked: "What extent have your flight fighter studied now?"
Mo Zi touched his chin, although he liked the little fairy, but ... such a confidential thing, he still won't say it.
Feng Wu was not good at it: "Mo Zizi, the board you took to Master Wang just now is the highest level you are studying now?"
Mo Zi was almost choked, and he suddenly had a feeling of being proud of being proud and confidential ... it was not worth mentioning.
So, is it actually his illusion?
"Do you understand?" Mo Zi was suspiciously looking at Feng Wu.
Feng Wu didn't speak yet. At this time, a sound of a tea cup utensils fell to the ground next door!
"Even if my Wang Zhiheng died, I would never ask him!"
"What he did that year, he didn't have a pen in his own heart?"
Fengwu was startled by this sudden voice, and they rushed away next door.
Before they waited for them to go out, the sound came again.
I do n’t know what the other party said. Master Wang was angry and roared: "The gambling contract set up three years ago, Wang Zhiheng remembers clearly, and you need to remind him? You go back and tell him, even if Wang Zhiheng died, it would be
Will never kneel down and ask him for mercy! Roll! "
A roar, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects.
Feng Wu was going to Master Wang's work room, but was dragged by Mo Zi at the door.
Mo Zizi's original relaxed face, at this moment, is unprecedented and dignified, and has a grievance, pain, anger ... all kinds of emotions are intertwined.
Feng Wu looked back and found that the young people in Room 4 and room 5 came out. They had a colorful color on their faces.
Everyone seems to be angry?
At this time, the footsteps that had passed from them came out.
The other party is not alone, but a team of five people.
The person headed was not bad, but the pride on the face destroyed his face, and it looked disappointing.
All the four people behind him were proud of the chin, and the arrogance was so arrogant.
When I passed the door, I saw a bunch of people standing at the door and laughed at the person.
"Who is my Tao? It turned out to be the apprentices of Master Wang?" All the people who were empty glanced at Mo Zi, "As the most powerful disciple of Master Wang, Mo Zizi, how many levels do you now inscriptions now
Is it? "
Mo Zizi held his hand tightly into fists, his eyes were red, and extremely angry!
When the other party saw that Mo Zi did not answer, I said it: "I heard, are you still the seventh level of inscriptions?"
Speaking of this, this person also stepped forward, a whole unknown shirt, and said with a smile: "Brother, your brother, I am at the eighth level, you seventh level, you said, how could they say that you were genius in the past
What about it? Obviously stupid is. And follow, it is still a stupid master, hahaha- "
The other party is going to leave.
Mo Ziqi Higher Ending Blue Vascular Rabbit Riot!
Mo Zi lifted his hand, but the other party had already held Mo Zi's hand with force.
"Brother, your inscription is far worse than me, strength, but not as good as me, hahaha-"