Yan Wuzheng glanced at Wu Jinyue unconsciously, and then settled his mind. He hissed at the businessman who was no longer looking at himself: "how much bad money is great? A tone of teaching people, and it doesn't know which one to teach less."

As soon as the merchant's desk was photographed, he stood up.

"Poof -" someone spit out.

The crowd glanced at Wu Jinyue, who had always been calm. At the moment, was... Frightened?

There was a trace of strangeness in her heart. Gong Yi raised her eyes and looked at the man dressed by the merchant. The other party's eyes did not know when they had looked at her. Faintly, there was no clue. With a trace of doubt, she turned her eyes to Wu Jinyue.

Someone's eyes were lighter. "What kind of wine is this? It's terrible."

Gongyi has no shadow. When he is relaxed, why should his father hide himself and come more easily? Looking back, I suddenly looked at a pair of obsidian eyes, warm as spring and white as snow, which set off the smile of the corners of my lips like an immortal.

She understood that she was laughing at her evaluation of the tigress.

A table of silent young people also stood up at the same time. One of them said to the merchant, "don't be angry, it's important to hurry."

Shangguan Yuchen was too lazy to pay attention to it. After stepping into Liulan, Zhan Wang returned home. What the people of Liulan are most interested in talking about is Zhan Wang. They hear the stories of Zhan Wang and all kinds of praise. If it is not for the undisputed praise, they really don't bother to lift their eyelids. However, they look at the woman in front of them whose cheeks have not faded because of sweat, At the moment, the tiger's face looks like a little tiger with fried hair. It's lovely

His heart moved and he agreed: "the king of war's husband is still happy in it. What are you fighting for? I think the king of mountains and forests's evaluation of the king of war is appropriate, even the finishing touch."

In a word, the attention in the inn was suddenly absorbed.

"It still takes courage and luck to touch the tiger's beard. If you want to pull out one, it's lack of virtue and death." Shangguan Yuchen stood up, walked slowly to Yan Wuzheng, patted him on the shoulder and felt a chill in his eyes. "This tiger, especially the female tiger, can't touch her beard. This is not the right sentence. Who dares to make trouble under the eyes of King Zhan?"

Lord Long's eyes narrowed slightly.

Although it was a few words, it also resolved Yan Wuzheng's evaluation of sister Huang's "female tiger". Recently, he has been forced to do more and more unjustly. At first glance, the posture of Lord long looks very much like his father, who is always responsible for him. He dares not to make a mistake in the imperial palace. Why don't you vent it outside?

Seeing that the Dragon Master was angry, he continued to sneer: "the king of the mountains and forests had no ambiguity. What if you forced the ambiguity out? The picky old man, who blows his beard and glares, is afraid that your guards will fail?"

His sister looked at him and his brother-in-law supported him. Without his father's eyes, he had an unspeakable pleasure.

The Dragon Master's eyebrows coagulated, "do you know who you're talking to?"

Yan Wuzheng looked pale. He put his hand back to his back and mocked, "whoever you are."

"Who is your excellency?" a lazy faint voice could not hear the slightest emotion.

After the sound, there was no answer.

Wu Jinyue then said, "Nell, change me a cup of tea."

Aware that everyone's eyes looked at him, the Dragon Lord only glanced at a young guard nearby.

The guard came forward and said, "Our Dragon Lord is not an ordinary businessman. He has a very big background, that is, your iron blood, Dan Xin and proud and loyal soul. Even if you reach the standard, if you want to be selected, you have to pass through our Lord."

"Pa" -- the celadon cup is broken in Gongyi shadowless's hand.

Shangguan Yuchen suddenly regained consciousness and returned to her side. He grasped her hand and looked, "didn't he hurt?"

For a moment, Lord long was too lazy to pay attention to the reactions of the people around him. Subconsciously, he looked at the public instrument with a heavy face. His eyebrows coagulated slightly. Instead, he picked up the folding fan on the table and told the people around him, "let's go."

Wu Jinyue took a bowl of sweet soup, took a casual look at Yan Wuzheng, and looked at his family's face. Fang said, "I knew the sweet soup was delicious, so I should eat it first." before entering the Apocalypse array, the prince of Wuzheng and the family had already made a harmony and cooperated properly. Picky old fellow, uncontested crown prince, you are really itchy.

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