Song Tan had no intention of explaining, but took out an invitation.
There is a big word 'Longevity' written on it.
"This is?"
"Xue Xi's father's birthday is in two days." Song Tan opened the invitation and clicked on the paper, "It's better to arrive early than to arrive late."
Jiang Yisheng looked at the invitation carefully. It didn't seem to be a fake. More importantly, the invitee's name was one he had never heard of.
"Uncle Master, where did you get this invitation?"
Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "Well...it was given by someone else."
"..."
I even have my name written on it, can I still give it away?
It's almost enough to say that they went out to rob.
Song Tan obviously didn't care about these small details. He put the invitation back on his body and said decisively:
"Take care of yourself and attend the party the day after tomorrow."
Just as he was about to walk out the door, Song Tan suddenly came back and took out another piece of paper.
The paper was unfolded, and it turned out to be a map of the capital. Several places were circled on the map with a red pen, including brothels, medical clinics, rouge and gouache shops, and even teahouses and restaurants.
Mo Qin looked at the map and had a bad feeling.
Song Tan acted like it's all yours and you can pick whatever you want.
"That's right. I think there may be some problems with these stores. Anyway, you can't go to the harem now. Why don't you go to these places to have a look?"
Mo Qin: "..."
Uncle Master is serious about doing tasks.
Jiang Yisheng held the map and studied it, as if he wanted to find out some secrets from this map.
Song Tan caught a glimpse of Mo Qin's expression and he said with a smile:
"You young people have nimble legs and feet, and are full of energy. You are also the hope of our sect's future..."
Song Tan's eyes moved around the four people, taking into account the demon power that did not belong to his command.
"Do you want to act individually or in groups?"
It is impossible to act individually, of course they can only act in groups. After all, the two goblins don't care about the truth of the matter.
Of course, the grouping is still the same as during the day, Jiang Yisheng is with Yao Yao, and Mo Qin is with Feng Jun.
That's how things were settled.
As for Concubine Shu and the babies, they were taken away by Song Tan.
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Everyone else left the room, except Feng Jun.
Feng Jun was still sitting upright, still wearing fancy and eye-catching clothes, with an expression on his face as if someone had offended him.
Mo Qin smiled at him, "What's wrong? If you don't want to go tomorrow, there's no need to force it."
Feng Jun frowned even more tightly.
Is it a question of whether you want to go or not?
He pursed his lips and said, "Uncle, you are really annoying."
The reason why Song Tan appeared so promptly was because he had spies everywhere.
If he deliberately avoids or blocks these eyeliners, it will naturally arouse Song Tan's vigilance.
Sneaking through windows at night is no longer possible.
Thinking of this, Feng Jun gritted his teeth and cast a resentful gaze on Mo Qin.
Mo Qin chuckled, and finally used a trick to temporarily deceive Song Tan from prying eyes.
Although you have to practice your account again every time you enter a new world, with so much knowledge from the past, the speed of upgrading is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people.
In order not to arouse Song Tan's suspicion, Mo Qin naturally hid his strength, so he lost to Zhu Sheng that night.
As for the eyeliner left by Song Tan.
How could a slightly talented and diligent disciple see through the methods of a powerful master?
Mo Qin stood up and walked inside.
A smile appeared on Feng Jun's face, and he hurriedly followed.
He picked her up by the waist, walked to the bed in a few steps, and placed her on the couch.
Mo Qin glanced at Feng Jun's head, feeling itchy in his hands.
"Pull out your ears and touch them for me?"
I used to brush my fur every day, but suddenly it stopped. How can I get used to it?
Of course Mo Qin can!
But now that they are all delivered to your door, wouldn’t it be a loss if you don’t touch them?
Mo Qin didn't want to suffer a loss.
Feng Jun's small fan-like eyelashes trembled, and the smile on his face widened. Mo Qin's words obviously made him feel very happy.
Licking a few drops of blood tomorrow is indeed a bit addictive for him, but he likes it even more.
Mo Qin wanted to touch his ears, which was naturally a way of showing his affection for him, and he was very happy.
Feng Jun reached out to hook Mo Qin's collar and said in a low voice:
"I can't change it, you can figure it out yourself."
He does it all by himself. Whatever Mo Qin wants, of course he has to do it himself!
He's very fair.
As soon as he said these words, a soft kiss fell on his cheek.
Feng Jun's movements paused, as if the pause button had been pressed.
The ears and tail popped out instantly, and Mo Qin held the big fluffy tail contentedly.
The tail trembled restlessly, struggled out of Mo Qin's hand, and then deliberately dangled it near Mo Qin's hand. It also brushed Mo Qin's palm from time to time, tempting her to grab it.
Feng Jun: "..."
This must not be his tail!
The sharp teeth pierced the delicate skin on the collarbone, and Feng Jun got his wish and tasted some sweet blood.
He licked the wound, and the skin there was still intact. He didn't let go, but deliberately rubbed it with his blunt teeth.
Mo Qin patted his head and said, "Become a fox?"
Feng Jun: "?"
Feng Jun hugged Mo Qin's waist tightly with his hands, feeling a little dissatisfied, "What's so good about a fox? I like it better now."
The original form is indeed more comfortable for demons. If there is no need, they are generally willing to appear in the original form.
But now in human form, he can obviously do more.
Why should he be turned back into a fox?
Could it be that Mo Qin just regarded him as a pet?
This idea almost made Feng Jun's hair explode.
Mo Qin interrupted his random thoughts, "If it doesn't change, go down."
What can Feng Jun do? He had no choice but to turn back into a fox.
It's not the size you can hold in your arms, but it's half a person long. The restless tail sways wildly, brushing against Mo Qin from time to time.
Unexpectedly, he didn't see Mo Qin's surprised expression. Instead, he saw surprise on Mo Qin's face.
She seems to like it more?
I don't like people, I like animals... She is indeed a pervert!
Of course Mo Qin likes it.
For such a big dog, the fur on its body is soft and smooth, and it doesn’t shed.
Feng Jun stayed in Mo Qin's room for less than half an hour and left.
From Song Tan's perspective, Mo Qin and Feng Jun were sitting at the table outside chatting for a while.
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On the other side, Concubine Xiang was sitting on the imperial concubine, holding a small paper figure in her hand.
There was no sign of weakness on her skin as white as frost and snow, and she didn't look like a pregnant woman with fetal force at all.
"Sir, those demon slayers are so arrogant that they dare to throw garbage into your palace!"
After the demon slayers were sent back, the emperor stayed here for a while before leaving.
This paper man was discovered just now. Originally, the paper man wanted to run away, but after being caught by her, he turned into a piece of waste paper.
Concubine Xiang threw the paper man away, and the paper man instantly shattered into tiny pieces of paper.
"I outsmart them."
Pretending to be caught in a trap, he was actually trying to sneak into her palace.
