Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 925 Fengyun Night Banquet [Two -in -One](2/3)

So this wave of Yanbeihan brought over more than 4,000 people with it.

"Come in, come in!"

When he reached the sixth row, Feng Yun suddenly laughed and said: "Night Demon, you killer! Let me ask you alone, how many people are you going to kill this time?"

The meaning is very obvious, these two words are already trying my best.

It was also a promise. It was this gesture that made Mo Wang and Ma Qianli, two people who couldn't get in, feel much more at ease.

"Pretend! Mr. Fang, who has three wives and four concubines!"

The arena outside has already begun.

Feng Yun's eyes lit up, he tried his best to control the smile in his heart, and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this the world-famous Night Demon Cult from our Southeast Headquarters?"

Immediately, cheers and cheers soared into the sky!

Ling Kong rolled his eyes and pulled him in.

"We'd better stay here for two days. We'll be even more unsure when we go back."

First, one of the ten people will be selected. As the champion, he will be automatically qualified by defeating ten people. After this batch of selections, there will definitely not be enough people, and there are still many places.

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Have Master Yan made any arrangements?"

There was loud laughter all around.

This evening.

The whole night, Feng Yun was good at dancing, just talking about drinking, telling some harmless jokes, and being harmonious and happy.

In full view of everyone, Ding Ziran said with difficulty: "...It's grand!"

Feng Yun was stunned: "What else?"

And this time, raising troops and crowds to come, in fact, to a certain extent, it is a kind of recognition of oneself.

He smiled and walked in with everyone.

After Dong Yunyu saw these two people, she said angrily: "You are so shameless, damn, you have such shame! Rebellion is justified, Mahler Gobi..."

It's just three tables side by side. It looks naturally one level shorter than Feng Yun and Yan Beihan.

Ding Juran kept his mouth closed, his face looked a little awkward, and his confusion was obvious.

With these words, Fang Che's status was directly raised to the sky. The face was given enough, but it was unnoticeably abrupt. It successfully calmed down the nervous hearts of Mo Wang and others in an instant, and spontaneously aroused their loyalty.

Heart.

"Then sit down."

Fang Che brought Ding Juran and others to salute.

Fang Che met up with his Night Demon Cult, and eight of them followed Yan Beihan's team to Feng Yun's manor for a drink. I have to say, it was quite spectacular.

Fang Che spread his hands: "I'm not bragging, just the words 'see the leader'. I only heard it once when he joined the religion! Since then, I haven't heard it again!"

When Feng Yun was asking questions, Mo Huan and Ma Qianli had a sad look on their faces after hearing the words entering Sanfang Tiandi. But they soon returned to normal.

Feng Yun patted Ding Ziran on the shoulder and pushed him in: "Stop talking, don't be tired... Hey, Ding Ziran, you don't have to help me greet the guests, hahahaha, Night Demon, how do you usually communicate with him?

of?"

Feng Yun held the wine glass and walked calmly and energetically, showing the aloof demeanor of a young master from a top family.

Yan Beihan smiled lightly: "No arrangements."

Dongfang Sansan didn't have time to waste time with them. He just said polite words and left. From beginning to end, it didn't take more than a quarter of an hour.

If you bring it up again, it would be really inappropriate and make the people below jealous - no matter how much you value Night Demon, you should also think about the feelings of your old brothers, right?

Yan Beihan's flower branches trembled and said, "Okay, okay, I will let Feng Yun chop you off tonight!"

"That's it! One word! Arrange work, eh! Arrange killing, eh! Arrange cleaning, eh! Scold him, hit him, it's the same word: eh!"

Feng Yun rolled his eyes at everyone and said, "He said the same thing last time."

Yan Beihan smiled and said: "That's true, but Feng Yun is now completely intact. His IQ, EQ, and self-awareness have reached their peak."

Ding Juran bowed with a dull face.

Feng Yun laughed and said: "Don't be so polite today. Today is a family banquet. No matter what our southeast headquarters is like, Night Demon and I are brothers who are equals in private. You are the subordinates of Night Demon."

, I’ll naturally take a good look at it here!”

Then announce your departure!

The conditions are relatively relaxed.

Ding stood alone.

Yan Beihan cursed fiercely.

"Didn't scream."

Feng Yun and Yan Beihan each occupied a table, acting as if they were in separate groups.

Luo Shishui and Chu Qingqing had already arrived. They were timid, with their heads hanging down and their faces ashamed, not daring to look at their former friends.

At this time, even Yan Beihan burst into tears from laughter.

Feng Yun laughed and asked his sister: "Do you understand?"

"Thank you, sir. I will definitely serve the guests well."

The ring competition will not start until the early morning of the day after tomorrow, and people in relatively remote places have to be taken care of. And hundreds of rings are being built.

"This kind of person will never take his woman to heart."

Dong Yunyu cursed: "Damn, damn, I feel uncomfortable. What's wrong with a few curse words? Feng Xiangdong, please don't pull me. I'll tell you that I'll beat you to death..."

Fang Che looked sad: "I beat him for six hours just to hear him scream in pain..." "Then what? Did you scream?"

Fang Che spread his hands: "And his expression is very calm and collected, and his eyes are still looking at me very calmly."

The sense of superiority brought about by a huge increase in cultivation is gone.

"As for when it will be your turn in the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld..."

"Go in this time."

Fang Che and everyone in the Night Demon Sect sat together, feeling bursts of admiration in their hearts.

"good!"

"If you want to die, let me out."

The charisma of Feng Yun and Yan Beihan is simply unrivaled! Nothing was said, nothing was arranged, but everything was arranged!

Feng Xiangdong came over and pulled Dongyunyu over: "You foul mouth!"

Ding Juran tightened his mouth and stopped talking.

They met up with Yan Beihan and went together. When Yan Beihan saw Ding Juran and the other seven people, he immediately became confused for a while.

Graceful and unrestrained, strolling in the courtyard.

Both the Emperor of Heaven and the Lord of Earth were so anxious that their intestines were swollen: "We are at the end of the queue? Is it still too late?"

Fang Che said: "I am single and don't know how to give a woman a sense of security."

This kind of disappointment cannot be mentioned. Because before, there was basically no age limit in Sanfang Tiandi...

Apart from anything else, the people who attended the dinner party today, including the one sitting at the end, to Mo Wang and others, are all big shots that they couldn't get enough of even if they broke their heads before!

Only after they arrived at the headquarters did they realize that they were overage.

A glass of wine and a toast to two tables.

But there was nothing to say, so I could only drink to drown my sorrows.

"Go in and come in, don't be restrained. You are from the southeast of me. When you get here, it's like your own home. You have to help me greet the guests. If you still treat yourself as a guest and wait to be served, I will fight the night devil!"

Yan Beihan has a friendly smile.

I feel like I've been scolded and don't even have the qualifications to scold me back.

He raised his glass and whispered: "... come back alive!"

Fang Che smiled bitterly and turned to Yan Beihan: "Master Yan, please come in. You can do whatever you want tonight. Don't be unhappy. This subordinate's life is on your mind."

Deliberately building up momentum for Night Demon in front of everyone, deliberately showing the attitude of "This is the person I trust the most".

Fang Che stood up holding the wine glass and said with a wry smile: "Young Master Yun, the people who entered this time are all geniuses. I am satisfied that I can avoid being killed."

The dinner party finally started.

Feng Yun laughed, tears came out, and he was overjoyed: "Ye Mo, I finally understand your mood... Hahahahaha... This is actually true..."

Ding Jingran's face was blank and stiff.

The seven little fat guys all appeared together, and suddenly there was a constant sound of coughing around them. There were endless puffs and puffs of uncontrollable sounds.

"Too slow!"
To be continued...
PrevPage Index    Favorite NextPage