After Xuanyuan Wuyin finished his explanation, he immediately retreated and gave the ten master refiners a time to prepare.

"Mr. Ruo." While Luo Xiaoman was observing other refiners, an adult man walked over, hugged her fists, and said humbly: "I am Wang Quan, a sixth-grade refiner. I have long admired the name."

"Leaning for a long time." Luo Xiaoman hugged his fists and said casually.

"I don't know what you think about this test?" Wang Quan's mouth was always smiling, giving people a very friendly feeling, and it was a little bit hostile.

In this way, Luo Xiaoman is really not good to ignore the other party.

As the saying goes, not hitting smiley people, Luo Xiaoman replied even though he was reluctant to pay attention to him.

"No idea."

"Hehe, Mr. Ruo is really extraordinary. I believe you are determined to win this test."

"Of course." Luo Xiaoman was also not humble, raised his head and put on a haughty look, imitating Ruolin's temper as much as possible. "If you don't want to be embarrassed, just quit as soon as possible, and you can still save some face."

"Uh, hahaha!" Wang Quan smiled, shook his head, and said, "Mr. Ruo, although you are the most famous among our ten, it does not mean that we are worse than you."

"Humph." Luo Xiaoman snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Seeing that she ignored her, Wang Quan smiled angrily, and walked away silently.

It's just that there is a trace of doubt hidden in his eyes, it seems that Ruolin in front of him is different from the impression.

Why are there so many discrepancies with the rumors, it seems to be very short and young?

However, Ruolin has always rarely appeared, and she usually retreats in the mountains deep in the refining device. It is rare for everyone to see it. If it were not for Xuanyuan's invitation, it is estimated that she would not have been out of the mountain.

Wang Quan swept the other crafting masters again, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he almost went to cover them again.

This Wang Quan's scheming is quite deep. Luo Xiaoman squinted his eyes slightly, his heart was dark, he wanted to get close to each other, and then understand the strength of his opponents, so that he could occupy an absolute advantage.

However, she doesn't care about this guy's careful thinking, anyway, the person who stands out in the end is definitely herself!

Hey, I don’t know Yuan, what happened to Dad? Luo Xiaoman frowned, but his thoughts were on Mo Yuan and Luo Mushan.

I don't know how Xuanyuanmeng will tease Yuan. That woman is like a hungry wolf. After staring at the prey, she will show her fangs and she is not reserved at all.

At this moment, Mo Yuan was sitting in the inn, sitting opposite Mount Luomu, sipping tea.

Xuanyuanmeng was sitting on the side, staring at him with scorching eyes, and Luo Mushan secretly shook his head with that straightforward look.

Xuanyuanmeng was the maid of the saint, and her status was much higher than that of ordinary servants.

In order to rescue Xian'er, they could not turn their faces with this woman for the time being, they could only let her.

"Yuan..." Suddenly, Xuanyuan Meng got up and wanted to sit next to Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan's eyes dazzled, he lifted his foot, flicked his skirt, and slammed on the stool on the other side. He casually played with the teacup in his hand. His movements were natural, making Xuanyuanmeng's newly pouted **** froze. Mid-air.

Nowhere to put the ass, inexplicably cool at this moment!

"I, I'm going to get you something to eat." Xuanyuan Meng smiled awkwardly, then took advantage of the situation and resolved the embarrassment.

Seeing Xuanyuanmeng slipping away to order, Luo Mushan couldn't help but said to Mo Yuan: "Mo Yuan, you have to stay steady. This Xuanyuanmeng is a famous loitering in the Xuanyuan clan. Most people are stared at by her. You have to disarm in three more days."