Quick wear: the female supporting role is slapping the face like crazy again

Chapter 204

"Niece Lin, is this too extravagant and wasteful, too high-profile?"

Seeing that You'an was directing Zhuo Donglai and a group of Wudang disciples to decorate the venue with lanterns and festoons, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little high-profile.

"Master Feng, this statement is wrong!"

Na You'an directed Zhuo Donglai to move the peach blossom drunk he brought from Emei to the table, and when he heard Feng Qingyang's words, he disapproved and said, "We use the money from the Devil's Cult to entertain the world's heroes, what's wrong?"

"The whole world knows that you got thousands of taels of gold from the Demon Sect, and now, it is said that you will invite heroes from all walks of life to celebrate your birthday. Yes, can't it be a big deal?"

"Besides, you made so much money, you don't invite people to eat and drink, others don't envy you, will you make a small trip for you in the future?"

After Na You'an finished speaking, Feng Qingyang felt that there was some reason and nodded, and let the girl continue to make arrangements, while he himself looked at the bustling Wudang with a smile on his face.

But, looking at the red everywhere, Feng Qingyang felt strange: it was as if he was getting married.

However, doubts are doubts, You An didn't give Feng Qingyang too much time to think, and the heroes from all walks of life who came to congratulate him had already arrived.

Sitting on the main seat, Feng Qingyang remembered what You'an said just now to be generous, and immediately asked his disciples to serve food and wine. For a while, Wudang Mountain was very lively.

"Ouch, old man Feng, you don't follow the rules, it's so lively, why don't you invite me to the Devil's Cult?"

While everyone was drinking and punching, Leng Xiaoyi led the Demon Cult people into the room.

That Leng Xiaoyi stared at Feng Qingyang, with a bit of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "At any rate, we almost became a family."

"What are you doing here? Didn't I say that you are not allowed to set foot on Wudang again?"

That Feng Qingyang ignored Leng Xiaoyi, but instead yelled at Xiao Feng who was beside him.

Xiao Feng snorted coldly, with ridicule in his eyes: "Anyway, you used to be my master, you old bastard is really not particular, why didn't you tell me about your birthday?"

"It's better for my adoptive father to say, I'm a young man, why bother with a dying man, and bring me here to celebrate your birthday!"

Feng Qingyang looked at Xiao Feng who was completely different from the one in front of him before, and his face was full of disappointment: he was really blind at the beginning, and was deceived by such a yin and yang boy.

"Nie Zhan, you and I have already cut off the master-student relationship. I don't need you to come on my birthday."

Facing Xiao Feng, Feng Qingyang's heart was full of hatred, no less than a woman's hatred of being betrayed by a man.

After all, between a man and a woman, there is always just love and love.

However, there is a difference between him and Xiao Feng. In his dream, he taught all his martial arts to the young man in front of him, and trained him from an unknown boy to the young master of Wudang. Helping the other party marry the young head of Emei, it can be said that once, Feng Qingyang devoted all his efforts to Xiao Feng.

Therefore, in the dream, after knowing that Xiao Feng was actually a dark man sent by the Demon Cult, he would be so angry, even a little desperate.

"Ha ha!"

Compared with Feng Qingyang's furious anger, Xiao Feng's expression was much colder: "You don't talk about the friendship between master and apprentice, but I am a person who remembers love the most. How could I forget that you are my master?"

"Xiao Feng, get out of Wudang with the people of the Devil's Cult. Today is the master's birthday. I don't want to fight with you!"

The honest and simple Wudang master Zhuo Donglai was so angry that his eyes were red when he heard that the junior he liked disobeyed his most respected master. He stepped forward and yelled at Xiao Feng.

"Haha, my good brother!"

Looking at Zhuo Donglai, an honest man who had been used several times by him, Xiao Feng laughed loudly: "You don't tell me about the friendship between master and apprentice, but I, Xiao Feng, know it well. Everyone in Wudang should die with dignity."

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As soon as Xiao Feng's words came out of his mouth, everyone's expressions instantly became serious. Whether it was heroes from all walks of life or people from the Devil's Cult, they all took out their weapons and looked at the people opposite them defensively.

"Xiao Feng, be sensible. You should take people away quickly. You should have seen that all the sects are here. If you do something, you won't have the advantage in numbers."

The honest and honest Zhuo Donglai persuaded Xiao Feng seriously: "Today is Master's birthday, I don't want to see blood."

"Ha ha!"

As for Zhuo Donglai's words, Xiao Feng's eyes became even more ruthless: "Why don't you get some blood to cheer you up on the day of great joy?"

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately understood that the Demon Cult was here to find fault today.

And that Leng Xiaoyi put on a full posture of finding fault, split the table in front of him with his palm, and roared at the people sitting together: "Who is Lin Wanqing?"

"Why do you call your grandfather?"

As soon as the man's deep roar was out of his mouth, a crisp voice sounded, and then You An, who was dressed in pure white clothes, stood up.

"Lin Wanqing, today is the day of your death next year. I want to sacrifice you with the banner of the Demon Cult!"

Following You'an stood up and followed Leng Xiaoyi, Leng Shiyue who wore a veil gritted her teeth and roared.

Following Leng Shiyue's roar, Leng Xiaoyi looked over coldly, his slightly frowned brows showed his doubts: this little fairy in front of her, who looked like she couldn't eat the world's fireworks, was the heinous Lin Wanqing that her daughter said?
However, the next moment, You'an's words convinced Leng Xiaoyi: this seemingly pure and kind person in front of him is a devil.

"Haha, ugly, why are you covering your face, lest people know you are a bitch?"

I saw the woman in white with a smirk on her face, mocking Leng Shuiyue.

The latter was so angry that he hurriedly ordered to Leng Mingye: "Envoy Leng, help me control this bitch, I will cut her into pieces!"

"Oh, it's because I have no ability, I can only shake people!"

To Leng Shiyue's order, You'an just replied indifferently.

Leng Shiyue was so angry that she barked her teeth and claws, repeatedly asking Leng Mingye to act quickly.

"Hmph, Lin Wanqing, death is imminent, so be sharp!"

Xiao Feng on the other side also stared at You An with hatred, took out his two knives, and prepared to chop two knives himself when Leng Shiyue sacrificed people to the flag.

Even if Leng Mingye cherishes You An's talent in his heart, but at this moment, under the watchful eyes of several masters, he can only take off the whip on his waist, and move towards You An majesticly. waved over.

That Leng Mingye used the whip arbitrarily, and the place where the whip was swung was shattered.

However, You'an's figure is more flexible, and every time, when the whip is about to greet You'an, the woman in white avoids it skillfully...

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This small world should end tomorrow, babies remember to continue to support Yaoyao!

(End of this chapter)