Miss Eight Series Summoner

Peony, who walked out, did not see the girl waiting at the door, but only after hearing the voice did she find her.

Peony looked at this girl who was worthy of her waist, and a trace of disdain flashed through her eyes. She looked at this girl condescendingly, her eyes were very unkind.

The girl was very ignorant, looked up at Peony, not knowing what she was thinking, her expression was very dull.

Faced with this situation, Peony didn't know what to say, and flung his sleeves helplessly and left.

After all, Peony is not a bullying person, for this girl, it is only because of Mochizuki's anger.

Behind Peony strode out of Mochizuki's room, disgusting it for a while.

Looking at Peony's back, that girl was really helpless, not knowing what to do, standing at the door tangled.

Mochizuki in the room didn't know the episode, she never wanted to maliciously speculate on other people. So just ignore this issue.

Now she, the plan is almost laid out, just waiting for the Oiran Contest tonight to start, and then she can act.

She has already discussed the future plan with Peony, and hopes that all this will not be screwed up!

...

The night had just dimmed a little bit, and the people in Mochizuki Tower were in an endless stream, all attracted by the Oiran Contest. Although everyone knows the episode of Mochizuki last night, there are still people who come to join in the fun, even more fun than last night.

"This son, please here. You are here to find Rose!"

"Liu Gongzi, I'm sorry, there are no more boxes, please sit outside!"

"This son, you can't go behind here."

"..."

Inside the Mochizuki Tower, everyone's voices were everywhere, which seemed extremely noisy, but in these voices, the old bustard's voice could still be distinguished, and when it was a little sharp, the ears were very harsh.

A rugged man held a purse in his hand, and kept throwing it up and down, making the sound of gold coins colliding inside. His voice was a little hoarse, but the excitement could still be heard.

"Old bustard, call out Rose."

The old bustard's eyes kept moving with the purse, without turning his eyes.

"Oh, son, Rose will be on stage in a while, wait a minute!"

However, the old bustard was also very helpless for this man's request.

The man was a little unhappy when he heard this. But he still took out another purse from his body, bulging.

It can be seen that there must be another huge sum of money inside.

"I want a rose to call someone out."

"This... how can this be!" The old bustard's saliva was about to fall off. At the same time, her heart was shaken, and she almost agreed to it.

"Is it really bad?" The man said coarsely, while preparing to put his purse into his clothes.

The old bustard's face was very embarrassed, and his eyes followed the two purses. After the last gritted teeth, he said:

"You give me the money, and I will let you take you in."

The man who heard this finally laughed happily. Just talk about the purse and hand it over to the old bustard.

The old bustard took his purse, weighed his weight carefully, and called someone over.