This is an auspicious and happy family!
Bao stared at the boss.
Who's family with that shameless tenant?
Unfortunately, the boss did not receive his fierce gaze and praised his face with a smile. "Madam, what a blessing. Your husband loves you so much and your son is so filial to you...”
Muang: “???? ”
However, without waiting for the boss to finish, and without waiting for Mu Yan to ask questions, Bao Tiger pulled Mu Yan away with a small face.
Along the way, no matter what Muang asked, Bao refused to say.
Robbing something can't rob that man, and fighting is no better than that man...
He won't say anything embarrassing. He won't let his mother know!
Hmmm...!
Mu Yan had just returned to the Junjie pharmacy with Xiaobao, but found that he was supposed to be in a cold and refreshing pharmacy, while many people were sitting there.
Because the Junjie pharmacy sells very few premium Xuan drugs every day.
Everyday in the morning and morning, people are pouring their heads out, and they can't help but lay the pills on the ground.
But in just a minute, these people will be scattered.
Because the premium Xuan medicine is sold out!
If it's sold out, what are they doing here? Naturally, we'll wait for the queue in the morning.
Curiously, it's evening time for Muang to come back today. The store is not cold, but it's packed with dozens of people.
As a hospitality, Chen Qingfeng shrunk in the corner, blushed, and shivered.
But also in the living room, the sky is tight, like an enemy.
As soon as he found Mu Yan entering the door, Chen Qingfeng rushed over like he had caught a lifesaving straw. “Miss Jun, little boy, you are finally back! ”
If he doesn't come back, he's gonna faint.
Mu Yan glanced at the past, quickly understood why Chen Qingfeng would be so scared, and Xiao Haotian would be like a great enemy.
Because all the people sitting in this shop are from Ghost Market.
Smoke and old Tao are among them.
Others, not ghosts of the ghost market, have seen Muang in the cave of 10,000 men and the battlefield.
They are slaves who are accustomed to blood or brutally murdered people.
Tsk... Ghost Market What is this to do?
To avenge the day before yesterday?
“Seen Miss Jun.” I was just thinking of seeing a middle-aged man in the crowd stand up and bow their hands to her, "Xia Yi, Yan Wang of the Haunted City. Miss Jun is here today to make amends. I hope you, my lord, will forgive us for being rude to you. ”
Ga--?!!
Chen Qingfeng turned his head silly and looked at the middle-aged man. He couldn't believe his ears.
Even Yan Hao Tian glared shockingly slightly.
Just now, who did the middle-aged man say he was?
Yan Wang of Ghost Market?!
Jesus Christ, that's not even the Emperors of Red Flame, Jing Orange, and Huang Yao.
Why are you here?
Moreover, the Yan Wang of Haunted Market... came to compensate Miss Jun?
Chen Qingfeng felt that it was not his ear that was broken, that it was his fantasy.
Muang sat down in a chair beside her unhappily.
Xiaobao brought her a cup of tea, Mu Yan smiled and took the cup and held Xiaobao in her arms.
He was just holding tea, and Slow Slow Slick smiled: “King Xia Yan, don't you blame me for ruining the ghost market and emptying out the sins of the ghost market? ”
Putong--!