Immortality Cultivation Era

There are a total of no more than ten songs that can make Gao Ge impressed, but now, let's take a visual inspection. There are 40 or 50 people who stand at the gate of Xingchenzong.

Gao Ge couldn't figure it out. Are these people doing nothing at all?

You have to join in the excitement at this time.

What about the Yuexincheng wedding as a classmate's party?

No one asked the poor in the busy city, the rich had distant relatives in the mountains.

The truth of the world is actually almost the same as the ancients said. Gao Ge felt that what he needed to do was slowly understand what the ancients said.

Although she was speechless in her heart, Gao Ge still called Meng Jing to make her look at the students who were responsible for arranging them, but she was busy doing other things.

What a joke, what's the matter with Gao Getang's Sect Master, wandering in front of these people?

Does he still have his own things to do?

Seeing Gao Ge left like this, some people's faces were also unhappy.

"What do you mean by Gao Ge?"

"Yes, Teacher Song, everyone was a classmate before, so he left us here?"

"Okay, say a few words..."

Listening to these words, Meng Jing felt a little uncomfortable, but he still explained with a smile: "Don’t get me wrong, Gao Ge is busy with his own business. He is the master of the Star Sect, and you see it now. Now, there are so many people in Xingchenzong, but it is normal to be busy. Teacher Song, Teacher Zhao, Teacher Liu, Teacher Zhang... Dear students, let me arrange for you to sit down first?"

Meng Jing was a good student when he went to school, and he never skipped classes, so everyone present, Meng Jing knew everyone, and there were even a few of them, and he had never taught Meng Jing to sing. There is no way. Good students’ memory is powerful. !

After listening to Meng Jing's words, the expression on those people's faces eased.

What I didn't think I could enter was that this was just the first set of people, and then there was the principal and vice principal.

What makes Meng Jing speechless is that some school girls and other youngsters, who are not the same age as themselves, have all come.

These people, don't say Gao Ge, even Meng Jing doesn't know!

"Classmate Meng Jing!"

"Meng Jing!"

"Sister Meng Jing is good!"

A group of people shouted that Meng Jing was neither Gao Ge nor Yue Xincheng. When treating these people, they could only entertain them as much as possible. Fearing that they were not doing well, they made the other party unhappy. , Looking at Meng Jing one by one as if they could not say anything, either that Meng Jing had excellent grades in school and was obediently obedient, they were their favorite students, or that they saw Meng Jing at first sight At the time, I knew that Meng Jing was a man of great fortune.

In the face of these compliments, although Meng Jing was already bored in his heart, he could only listen with a smile, and never make his face warm and cold ass.

Fortunately, after a while, many disciples of Xingchenzong came to help and take care of them.

At this time, Meng Jing’s cell phone rang, and after reading the message above, Meng Jing quickly said, “The principals, classmates, and I are still the bridesmaids today, so I can’t entertain you now. If you have If you need anything, you can ask the disciples here."

"Um... that line, you go busy."

After all, Meng Jing is a bridesmaid, which is also a good thing. You can’t let her go.

After Meng Jing left, several male students gathered together and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Meng Jing looked so beautiful. I remembered that she had studied well before."

"That's a problem in your mind. When we went to school, Meng Jingke was the joke. Who doesn't know she looks good?"

"Yes, hey, it's cheaper to sing."

"Haha, don't you piss to see yourself, even if there is no singing, Meng Jing can see you?"

"Bah, at the school, where is Gao Ge better than me?"

Some Xingchen sect disciples stood beside them, sneering in their hearts.

As for you scum, how can you compare with the suzerain?Is this an abnormal brain?

Of course, they also know that these people are former classmates of their own patriarch and deputy patriarch, so even if they feel a little unhappy in their hearts, they do not show it.

Suddenly, Xiao Huangmao glanced around, beckoning to a disciple of the Star Sect.

"come here!"

The young man, who was 16 or 7 years old, stepped forward and said with a smile, "Hello, what do I need to do?"

"Pour me a cup of tea." Xiao Huangmao said.

The disciple was a little puzzled because the teapot was placed on the table and the cups were all prepared. This is something that can be done well by raising your hand.

However, he didn't say anything, still smiling, walked over, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Xiao Huangmao.

"Please use."

"Well, by the way, get me some more food." Xiao Huangmao said again.

"Cough, it's not yet time for a seat."

"Okay! I came here this morning before I ate anything. Now I'm hungry. Can you find something for me to cushion my stomach?" Xiao Huangmao frowned. "Don't you know me?" Who is it?"

"I know, you are the classmate of the deputy deputy.

"I don't know if I will go soon!" Xiao Huangmao sneered.

The young disciples blushed a little and were embarrassed. They smiled bitterly: "That's it. If I get you something to eat now, it's a bit unruly. After all, so many people are...

"Slap!" Before the young disciple finished, Xiao Huangmao suddenly turned around and slapped on his face.

In fact, although the young disciples were short in entry, they were some kind of immortals, but he never thought that the other party would suddenly start to act, so he was unprepared.

"What are you doing!" The young disciples were a little confused.

The students at the dinner table were also surprised.

"Lying trough, Xu Hao, you're fooling!"

"Yeah, what are you so good at doing?"

Xu Hao, who is Xiao Huangmao, smiled, and sat down again and said, "This is the disciple of Xingchenzong. It is straightforward to say that even the younger brother of Gao Geyue Xincheng is not counted. Who are we? That’s all classmates. If they teach one or two disciples, can they still stare at us with beads?"

"The same is true, this little boy is really not very sensible, he just made it to eat, and it is not a big deal, he is still huffing."

When young disciples heard this sentence, their faces were pale. At this age, their self-esteem was fragile. And the slap just now, when they hit him in the face of so many people, it was considered to have broken him. Self-esteem, watching him with red eyes, biting the back molars, just about to start, but one hand was pressed on his shoulder.

"Xiao Yang, don't be impulsive, these are the classmates of the suzerain and deputy suzerain, and, you forgot, what day is it today? Are you going to shame our Star Clan?" A thick god, in the ear of a young disciple Sounded.

He turned his face and looked at the man behind him, tears could not stop flowing down.

"Brother..."

"It's okay, you should go find some melon seeds and dried fruits first." The older disciples sighed and whispered.

"but……"

"go quickly."

"Yes..." Xiao Yang gritted his teeth and forced his tears back, his sleeves rubbed his eyes and turned to leave.