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Chapter 593 The old face is lost (five thousand +)(2/2)

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Tang En grabbed his hair, his face was a little distorted, and of course he was angry, after all, no one would be able to be deceived. But it is important to admit that most of this is still a kind of shame called "abandoned old face".

What did I think at that time? Fortunately, I felt that I had a good eye, so why didn’t I realize that this girl was lying all the time? Is this because she is too good at Taoism or is she not practicing enough?

Holding his head, Tang En squatted for a while, until the old butler reminded him that the real body had been standing for too long, he slowly stood up, sighing in a daze, "Zhang Wuji's mother is right. Don't believe in women. The more beautiful a woman, the more lie you!"

The emotion was still echoing in the space. Tang En, who was realistic, had opened his eyes, glanced at the inexplicable gaze that had been seen around him, shook his head speechlessly, and walked towards the corridor.

When passing by the circular wooden table, Bamutu, who seemed to be dozing off for 24 hours a day, raised his head and looked at Tang En and laughed strangely: "Little baby, did you fight with someone last night?"

Although he is in a very bad mood now, Tang En will naturally not neglect the unfathomable Bamutu: "Do you always know about this? I thought you never leave the library."

"Haha, so what if I don't leave the library? I have very few things to know when I live to my age."

"Oh, is that?" Tang En raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Then I have a question to ask for advice."

Bamutu waved his hand disapprovingly, looking very confident: "Just ask! But if I answer, you have to tell me what kind of mental method you are doing? Just ask and ask, be fair."

"Okay!" Without getting entangled, Tang En simply nodded, "My question is, should there be chickens first or eggs first?"

"Haha, what's the problem? Of course, there is chicken first... Uh, no... Where does the chicken come from without eggs? That is the egg first... It's also wrong. Where does the egg come from without chickens..."

Looking at Bamutu, who was instantly trapped in an infinite cycle and tangled, Tang En turned around and stepped into the corridor, raised his mouth, let out a light breath, and his depression actually relieved a lot in an instant.

As expected, things like negative energy need to be relieved by selfless transmission...

Thinking of this, Tang En walked through the long corridor to the hall, and was about to walk out of the door, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

This is an old man in the Northern Wilderness dressed in a blue dress and a few white beards on his chin. After more than ten steps, a gold-burned invitation flew to Tang En: "At 7 o'clock tonight, be sure to go to the appointment on time." It was like a decisive order. After the words, he simply turned around and left.

"Wait!" Tang En did not open the invitation, but threw it back casually, "Sorry, I'm a little busy recently. So I can't go to the appointment, please bring my apology." This is the truth. Since you already know the location of the antidote, Tang En naturally has to plan for it.

Turning around, the old man in green looked slightly darker, and he brushed his sleeves back to the invitation: "I hope you will finish reading the content of the invitation and then answer me."

After receiving the invitation, Tang En couldn't help but frowned slightly, opened it and glanced, and then threw the invitation back: "Oh, it turns out to be Lord Lanbit of the Mad Eagle Tribe. I regret not being able to accept the invitation."

"The Mad Eagle Tribe...Landbit?" "Son of the Mad Eagle!"

As Tang En walked out of the library, a large number of powerful children naturally left. Now, they were in an uproar and shocked when they listened to the invitation owner Tang En said.

"Bran!" A deep shout suddenly suppressed the noise around him. The old man in green looked as if he was ashen, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could burn people. "My Crazy Eagle Tribe said please, you must go! If you don't go, no!"

"Ha..." Tang En narrowed his narrow eyes and suddenly smiled...
Chapter completed!
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