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the meeting hall echoed the two elders' murmur, which was extremely harsh. But hear Mo Ran's ear, but can't help but arouse the anger in his heart.

"what do you mean? Xiamawei? " Don't think about it.

when you put your hands behind you, Mo ran straightened up and looked at Mo Xian directly. There was no fear in your eyes.

"why don't you go on. I don't understand you? What is unbridled? What is "supercilious"? Can you explain it to me Hearing the old man scold himself, Mo ran did not show the anger in his heart, but asked in defiance.

"hum!"...