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Chapter 2020 Shiquan Dabu Chicken Soup

The handsome face of the man next to him seemed to melt the glacier, and he slightly outlined a little smile.

The deep eyes as deep as ink stared at the distant ring, and the arrogant and light self-sustaining voice, "Natural."

Feng Liao: "..."

No, no! My subordinates are even more worried, Madam is so powerful...Aren’t you worried about being abused in the future?

Feng Liao silently swallowed the doubts in his heart. He didn't doubt his own strength...but the emperor was always eaten in front of his wife, and with his wife's fierceness, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

However, if Feng Liao had another hundred courages, he would not dare to ask out the doubts in his heart.

"Master, you must be extremely careful when you are with your wife in the future." Feng Liao said seriously.

Di Jiuque's eyes were slightly cold and he snorted, "You must be careful."

There are too many people who covet his wife, and they all want to pry him into the corner.

The brain waves of the master and servant are not on the same frequency at all.

Feng Liao thought that his noble emperor had listened to his opinion, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

...

At the same time, on the other side of the audience.

The man in black robe stood quietly in a dark corner, out of place with the surroundings.

But strangely, no one around noticed them.

Under the black robe, a few rays of dark purple long shining with luster poured out. Upwards, a gorgeous silver mask covered half of the face, revealing only a pair of charming purple eyes.

"Hahaha." A series of low magnetic laughter flowed out of the red lips, "The kitten's claws are getting sharper and sharper."

After speaking, the pair of charming and treacherous purple eyes looked to the side of their side, "Hey.

You said, whether this palace wants to send people to the Demon Emperor of the Seventh Realm? He has never seen his granddaughter yet."

Without waiting for the followers beside him to answer, the man's slender hands groped in his chin, and his eyes showed a malicious look of thought, "And the confined Your Highness.

It's really pitiful that I don't even know what my child looks like.

This palace is the most unbearable to see the separation of flesh and blood. It is better to make their members angry. What do you think?"

A low and irritable voice came from the void, "Your Highness, do you want me to bring people?"

"No...no hurry."

...

On the ring, the host was stunned and slowly walked to the stage, holding the amplified instrument and announced loudly,

"I announce! Chicken Mushroom Stew Team Wins!

This is the second consecutive win in the Tianyuan Competition Silver Games, let us..."

Before he could finish his words, the amplification ingot in his hand was suddenly snatched away.

The host looked blankly at the fat man with excitement beside him.

The little fat man's face was flushed, holding his amplified instrument and bowed loudly,

"Thank you for your support and encouragement, thank you everyone."

The host who was snatched the microphone: "..." Who is the host?

The little fat man continued to laugh and said, "

Tonight our team will sell the 10-to-large chicken soup in the open space outside the Tongtian Tower Gate!

At 9 o'clock tonight, everyone is welcome to taste the Ten-Full Big Chicken Soup named by the Chicken Mushroom Stewed Team.

One thousand special Yuan jades can be filled with you and you still want to drink them!"

Yun Qingyan, Huo Yichen and others looked at each other, "??!"

On the stage, the little fat man had not stopped moving, and he held the microphone and said loudly, "One thousand special Yuan jades, you can't buy them and suffer losses, and you can't buy them and be fooled!

One thousand special Yuan jade, ten complete big chicken soup to bring home!

one……"
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