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Although it was a birthday banquet held by the Wujo family for Wujo Wu, Wujo Wu didn't stay at the banquet for long.

After the banquet started, Shenzi Xuefa sat in the main seat maintaining a straight posture for a while, and the five delicate delicacies on the table did not get a look from Shenzi.

It was obviously a birthday banquet specially held for himself, but Gojo Satoru seemed to be just going through the motions, his blue eyes were full of indifference, and even his face had a bored expression.

But Patriarch Gojo didn't say a word about Gojo Satoru's disrespectful attitude, and didn't even feel dissatisfied with him at all. He just smiled and chatted happily with the guests at the banquet.

It's as if Wujo Wu's every move is justified and justified, and it can't be more normal.

Therefore, after Wutiao Wu, today's protagonist Shou Xinggong, got up and left directly, the Wutiao Patriarch still had a flawless appearance.

The magician's five senses are far superior to ordinary people, no matter how surprised everyone is, they can only whisper in their hearts.

Kyoto Hoshimi was thinking to himself, before Gojo Satoru was born in the early years, he had heard that the Gojo family had gone crazy in order to pursue the birth of Liuyan, and the clan members followed the demons to conceive and have children frequently, and now Finally, he got Liuyan as he wished, and he really confessed to Liuyan.

But is that really good for a newborn?

He frowned slightly, only to feel that the six-eyed man seemed to be otherworldly, not popular at all, sitting there like a god without sorrow or joy.

Unlike his son Guangli, although he is also a mixed star that the whole family looks forward to once in a thousand years, Guangli has been raised very well by him, smart and sensible, and knows how to love his sister...

Xingjian Kyouren, who was full of filters for his children, became affectionate with his father, put down his wine glass, picked up his chopsticks, and put a piece of meat that was suitable for both fat and thin in the bowl of Guangli, who was eating vegetable leaves slowly.

Suddenly the meat slices in the bowl, Xing Jian looked up at Guangli, and saw his father with a loving smile: "Don't just eat the leaves of vegetables, the nutrition of vegetables is single, you have to eat more meat to grow taller, Guangli."

"That's right! My father also said that boys need to eat more meat to become stronger!" Zenyuan Naoya, who ran over at some point, nodded and echoed.

"Naoya, why-"

"Mr. Gong, come, let's have a drink!" Xingjian hadn't finished speaking when Mr. Gong, his face flushed, came over with a smiley smile.

Seeing that Gongren couldn't evade the drunkard's enthusiasm, he had no choice but to hold up his wine glass: "Brother, let's just have one drink. My wife is not here, so I have to take care of Guangli..."

"Hahaha what's the matter, isn't my sister-in-law just sitting on the other side? After a while, someone will send the light to her side, oh, yes, I almost forgot that my son is also here." Chung, hiccupped and said drunkenly.

"I have to send my son there too!"

He had already taken Patriarch Kamo to drink once before, and the poor Patriarch Kamo had already collapsed due to lack of capacity for alcohol, while Patriarch Wujo had an excuse to entertain other guests after drinking two cups, and got away in time.

Hearing this, Xingjian Gongren hurriedly said: "Then let's arrange for someone to send Guangli and Naoya there first."

Most of the people in the banquet hall began to push and change glasses. As a thousand-year-old family, in addition to the dishes, the drinks provided by the Wutiao family were also high-quality sake. The smell of alcohol soon permeated the venue and became stronger and stronger.

Kyoto Hoshimi quickly called a maid from the Gojo family, and asked her to take Kori Hoshimi and Naoya Zenyuan to Mrs. Hoshimi, and only after giving proper instructions did she rest assured to drink with Zhibi of Zenyuan.

"Why bother, Mr. Gong?" The man from the monastery directly squeezed his wine glass, his chaotic drunken eyes showed a bit of clarity, he grinned, "They are the ones who are most afraid of making mistakes."

Those who can be invited to the banquet are all famous figures in the magic world, and the aristocratic family values ​​face the most, especially the nature of this banquet is unusual.

If something goes wrong, not only will the Wutiao family lose face, but it will also affect the six-eyed eyes of the whole Wutiao family who regard it as a god, so the people of the Wutiao family must be more cautious than anyone else.

Xingjian Gongren gave a wry smile: "Brother, I really can't let go of Guangli as a little brother."

Why couldn't let go, he just shook his head and sighed, but the people directly adjacent to the Buddhist monastery let out a sigh of envy.

"If the Chanyuan family also has the method of ten shadows..."

"Stop talking! Congratulations, cheers!"

The banquet venues for the male guests and the female relatives are not far apart, but they are arranged in two courtyards respectively. In the past, it was necessary to walk a certain distance around the winding corridors to get there.

On the way, the attendants of the Wujo family lowered their heads and quietly led the way ahead, while Zenyuan Naoya chatted non-stop in the starlight while walking.

Children's thinking is always jumping and unconstrained. One second, they are talking about meat is delicious and can grow taller, and the next second they jump to brothers who are too ugly. How can I change my brothers' beautiful faces.

"I think it's almost enough to be the same as Guangli and Wujun."

After Zenyuan Naoya finished speaking, he nodded in satisfaction, agreeing with himself.

Xing Jianguang heard it, and only felt that in terms of self-acquaintance, no one should be able to surpass Zenyuan Naozai.

In Xing Jianguang, people who know this world and this country pay great attention to appellation, and often no matter how familiar they are, they will only be called by their surnames. Calling them directly by their names already shows that they are very close to each other.

For example, for him, or for Wujo Satoru whom I met just now, once you meet someone you are interested in, no one is as enthusiastic as Zenyuan Naozai.

"Beauty and ugliness are all born, you can't force it." Xingjian Guangli felt that Naoya of the Chanyuan was unusually important to people's appearance, so he reminded him.

"Ah? But I heard that ugly people can have plastic surgery to make them look good." Zenyuan Naoya scratched his head and looked puzzled after he understood what Xingjian Guangli meant.

Xing Jian Guangli, who had not been exposed to this knowledge, was taken aback, and Zenyuan Naoya saw Xing Jian Guangli's calm expression with obvious doubts, and quickly showed off the knowledge he had only glanced at on TV commercials.

"Plastic surgery is to operate on the face! Where it doesn't look good, use a knife to cut it off, and then put something in to make it up!"

Xing Jianguang was even more at a loss when he heard it, his expression remained unchanged, he just asked in doubt: "Can this really make you look better?"

Asked by Xing Jianguangli, Zenyuan Naoya immediately puffed out his small chest proudly: "Yes!"

Guangli is asking him, if it can't, it must be able!

"Push!"

An abrupt laughter sounded, Zenyuan Naoya felt that he was being laughed at, and immediately turned his head in dissatisfaction to find the source of the laughter: "Who? Who is laughing at me?!"

Staring at the light, he turned his head and looked at the Podocarpus pine tree in the courtyard outside the corridor. Behind the thick trunk surrounded by two adults, a touch of white clothes was exposed.

Before the man could continue to speak, the maid who was leading the way for the two of them had already bent down respectfully to salute, and called out the identity of the other party: "Master Wu."

The corner of the white clothes behind the Podocarpus pine tree trunk moved, and then under the watchful eyes of Naoya and the two of them in the Xingjian Guangli Zen Academy, Xuefa Shenzi, who had briefly appeared at the banquet just now, walked out with an indifferent expression.

"So it's Wu-kun!" Zenyuan Naoya, who was very stern, found out that the person laughing at him was Wujo Wujo, and his dissatisfaction disappeared immediately.

Zenyuan Naoya asked Gojo Wu very happily: "Wu Jun thinks what I said is wrong?"

"Even if I haven't seen plastic surgery, I know that if you cut off the unsightly parts and fill them in, it still won't look good." Gojo Wu Jingui raised his chin slightly, staring straight at Xing Jianguangli.

"That makes sense, Mr. Wu is so smart!!" Chanyuan Naoya didn't realize that Wujo Wu was refuting what he said just now to Xing Jianguang, but instead praised Wujo Wu foolishly.

Hearing it, Xing Jianguang felt that there was a problem with Zenyuan Naoya's concern about appearance.

A good-looking person makes sense in everything he says?

Gojo Satoru was indifferent to Zenyuan Naoya's praise, and he had heard similar praises since he could remember, and there were more and more of them, and his ears were already tired of hearing them.

And in his eyes, Zenyuan Naoya is just a six-year-old child version of the projection spell that can be seen at a glance, and there is nothing special about it.

How can it compare to the fact that there are two diametrically opposed forces operating in the body, each of which is still operating in an orderly manner, without breaking and smashing the owner of the body?

So Gojo Satoru, who felt Naoya was very noisy, ordered the invisible maid beside him: "Take the Zenyuan family away."

He raised his hand and pointed to Xing Jianguangli: "You stay."