The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 691 Seems like two people

Chu Xinghe asked him to put the tray on the separate table in the middle of the hall. This table is relatively high. If Leng Wuyou stood up, the table would probably reach the position of her chest.

Naturally, everyone noticed the tabletop. At first, they wondered why there was such a tabletop in the middle. Now it seems that it is for putting things, but the people around are still a little puzzled, because they don’t know what’s inside the tray. What kind of thing is it that can be placed on that table so carefully by that person, if they read correctly, there is a protective formation on the table.

"Everyone should be very curious, what is that thing on it?" Chu Xinghe had no expression on his face, but anyone could feel his banter.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but want to roll their eyes, do you still have to ask this question?They must have wanted to know what was covered under the red cloth, it was so mysterious, it made their hearts itch.

But isn't Chu Xinghe a serious and unsmiling person?Why did it feel like the Chu Xinghe in front of him and the Chu Xinghe they were talking about seemed to be two people.

It's not serious, it's serious, it's just that face and voice, it sounds serious, but there's no one who can't hear the joke in it.

Leng Wuyou tilted her head, and her gaze was fixed on the tray on the table. She vaguely noticed that the longer she stared at the tray, the more she could feel a vague killing from above. It means that there is a faint and evil breath.

Although the breath was very subtle, it could not be ignored. Her body tensed up subconsciously, and there was a bit of seriousness between her brows.

He secretly looked at Jun Moyuan, adjusted his state calmly, as if he didn't feel anything, and returned to the previous look of casually chatting with Jun Moyuan. He didn't care about how the banquet was going at all, um, while taking the spiritual fruit that Jun Moyuan fed from time to time, he gnawed on it.

At this moment, the hall became silent because of the appearance of the tray. When everyone was thinking about what was in it, they heard a crisp clicking sound coming from their ears.

what sound?Don't know if this is an important occasion?Why are there still human voices making noise?
Everyone involuntarily looked towards the source of the sound, with dissatisfaction between their brows, and as a result, when they looked at it, they saw a beautiful boy dressed in red, with an immature but peerless face like ice flames Sitting leisurely in the chair, although there is no expression on his face, his body still exudes a cold breath, but people can feel his laziness.

A look of amazement involuntarily flashed across his eyes, he was leaning back on the chair, gnawing on one of the spirit fruits, although he ate very quickly, but his posture was elegant, and his every move was full of laziness and indifference. Beside him, there was a purple-clothed man with an astonishing demeanor who couldn't see his face, carefully handing him the spiritual fruit.

Pink bubbles rose silently between the two of them. Obviously there was no unnecessary interaction between them, but people felt a kind of peaceful atmosphere from them, like a slowly unfolding scroll.

When they were outside before, their attention was not on Leng Wuyou's face at all, but now that they looked at it carefully, they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Feeling the eyes of the surroundings falling on her, she raised her head, poked out the tip of her tongue, the soft pink tongue brushed across the corner of her mouth, and sucked all the spilled juice into her mouth. The face is a little more colorful.

Coupled with that scorching red dress, it looks like a demon that charms the world.

(End of this chapter)