Chapter 1174

Hearing the refined man's words, Until Hong Zun, Qingshi, and the others were all stunned; have to cut off their manhood?

For a moment, they all looked at Mo Yun with strange gazes.

And Mo Yun, who didn't know what had happened, held the grass knot and asked with a confused face.

"No, why are you all looking at me like that?"

Finally, Facing Qi Xiong and the others said in unison.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother, on finding a good match."

"What kind of nonsense is this? What are you all talking about?"

Seeing the group's expression, Mo Yun also sensed something was wrong; was there a problem with this grass knot?

Finally, under his questioning, he learned about the local customs, and afterward, looking at the grass knot in his hand, he fell into deep thought.

He really didn't want to do anything; it was just that the old woman kept leaning toward him, and he couldn't understand what she was saying with her "oh oh oh" sounds; he had two drinks, and then she gave him the grass knot.

Just as Mo Yun was feeling hopeless, several direct disciples of Wenxue Academy also walked over excitedly, each holding grass knots in their hands, and more than one.

"Master, these people are really enthusiastic; they all gave us gifts."

Hmm???

Hearing Shen Xian's voice, Mo Yun turned his head and was instantly dumbfounded.

How the hell could there be so many grass knots? Especially Shen Xian, who was holding at least ten or more.

"You... you all..."

"Hehe, Master, these were all given by the villagers, we couldn't refuse."

They hadn't realized the severity of the problem yet, and Until Hong Zun and the others, seeing this scene, also asked the refined man curiously.

"What about this?"

"This... if you receive multiple grass knots, you just take turns; anyway, you definitely have to finish them all."

The refined man's mouth twitched, but looking at the build of Shen Xian and the other Wenxue Academy disciples, it wasn't hard to understand.

In the eyes of these natives, men should be tall and strong, and the Wenxue Academy disciples were obviously the strongest, so naturally, they were the most favored.

And someone like Ye Changqing, who was fair and clean, was actually unpopular; this was a difference in aesthetics.

"Truly, the student has surpassed the master."

Watching Shen Xian and the others, whose hands were full of grass knots, Facing Qi Xiong sighed with a strange smile.