Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but feel a little ashamed for a while. He originally thought that he shouldn't have let his society die no matter what he said this time, but who knew that this time, the picture was even better than before.
Fortunately, Wei Wuxian let out a sigh of relief.
At present, these people here more or less know what kind of person they are. Although the above self refreshes his shameless bottom line again and again, these people do not have any expectations for their own stability or anything., and will not tell his black history.
If he let the entire cultivation world watch it together like last time, would he still have face at that time?
However, Wei Wuxian glanced at Lan Wuji, who looked indifferent beside him. Anyway, he had already found his home. As long as Lan Wuji felt that it was nothing, what did it matter what others thought?
Jiang Cheng looked at Wei Wuxian's indescribable gaze at Lan Wangji, and felt goosebumps for a while. A thought flashed in his mind, but because the thought flashed too fast, he didn't catch it for a while..
He was just about to speak to make Wei Wuxian normal, but he suddenly remembered what Wei Wuxian had said. After he snorted, he didn't pay attention to Wei Wuxian anymore, and focused on looking at the picture above.
[Mo Ziyuan didn't expect Mo Xuanyu, who had always been bullied by himself, to start stalking him at this time, and didn't give him back all the things he went to get. He became a little impatient, and immediately put Mrs. Mo's instructions for her to behave well in front of the immortals were forgotten, and he raised his leg and kicked it directly.
Wei Wuxian had long expected Mo Ziyuan's actions, turned over, and just when his leg touched his clothes, he fell towards the table next to him.
With a "bang", the table shattered
Mo Ziyuan stared dumbfounded as he didn't even touch Mo Xuanyu's feet and froze in place.
But Wei Wuxian did not give Mo Ziyuan a chance to react.
"Oh~~ Look, it's okay if this Mo Ziyuan stole my stuff, and he doesn't admit that he wants to kill me here, I'm really pitiful."
"You... you're talking nonsense."
"Alas, this Mo Xuanyu was fine when he came back, and now he has turned into this crazy look. Maybe this Young Master Mo really abused him."
"That's right, Mo Xuanyu is also pitiful. He was driven back by his father, and his mother also died of depression. The few relatives below him..."
"Ouch, look at Mo Ziyuan's size and Mo Xuanyu's size, it seems that what this madman said is true."
So people started discussing.
Seeing this situation, Mrs. Mo was about to lose control, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Oh, everyone has misunderstood, even if their two cousins are joking, they can't be real."
Wei Wuxian took advantage of the situation and spread his hand to Mo Ziyuan: "Okay. Since you are playing, then return everything you took from me. I don't want to play with you now."
Mo Ziyuan sighed: "What is it, you little *, don't talk nonsense."
As he said that, he was about to go forward and hit him.
Good guy, Wei Wuxian was amazed in his heart. He had seen people who were confident, but he had never seen people who stole other people's things and were exposed in public.