Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Ji Rao's fan has been closed, his whole person is like a poisoned dagger, as if the next second can make people blood splashing three feet, "banquet studio master, I let you a way of life has been your face, at least I didn't let the whole flying flower studio for my mother's funeral, you should be glad."

"You have a big voice!" The banquet master Guangming I never dared to be disrespectful to him. "If it wasn't for your mother, I would have strangled you in my infancy in the demon sect that year."

"Don't do that." Ji Rao looked at the master of the banquet room, and the hatred in her eyes was frightening. "If you don't kill me, it's just for your own reputation. You're afraid that someone will slander you for killing your younger martial sister's child in the future. You'll slander you for killing a baby who has no power to bind a chicken. You are selfish and self-interest, killing people under all kinds of bad banners, and ridiculously boasting that you are well-known and decent. I'm curious. When you go to bed at night, are you really down-to-earth? "

"Shut up! Don't gossip here. Today I will get rid of you for Wulin. "

"Father."

One of the banquets grabbed the master's clothes. Then he let go of his hand and stepped back. "Today is the Wulin meeting. My father is here to preside over it. It's not suitable to do it. Just let me do it."

The banquet master hesitated to see the banquet court.

"I'm not afraid of him. I hope my father can give me this opportunity. I also want to compete with Ji Rao. "

The face of the banquet court remains unchanged and the conversation is natural. Banquet Zhai master see his calm appearance, satisfied with the nod, "OK, go, don't let me down."

"Don't worry, father."

Ji Rao wants to go on stage, but Song Qing drags him.

"Master, if you bet with him, why don't you ask for the antidote directly? So many people in front of him, presumably he did not dare not give. Why bother... "

"He does, but can you guarantee that it's the real antidote?"

Song Qingyi was stagnant.

"Take people back later. Don't worry about me. Feihuazhai can't help me." Ji Rao Yunli, keep your toes light and drop your sleeve on the challenge arena.

"See you again."

The eye color of the banquet court moves, he looks at Ji Rao's complexion is extremely complex, for a time unexpectedly don't know what to say.

Ji Rao glanced at the audience and said, "well, we'll win the game. If I lose, I'll let you deal with it. How about that?"

Yantingzhi was stunned.

"At your disposal" has been hovering in his mind, almost occupied his reason.

But he was quick to respond, pressing down on the strange, low voice, "if you win?"

"I want the second half of the secret of flying flowers."

"The secret of flying flowers?"

"The devil has already done so much Kung Fu. If he gets the secret of flying flower again, it will not turn the sky!"

"Yes, I can't give it."

……

This answer is different from that in the heart of the banquet court. He frowned.

However, Ji Rao's patience is limited, "how?"

"Good."

Yantingzhi's eyes were locked tightly with Ji Rao. The person who just stood there seemed to gather all the light, combined with the weak and boneless appearance in the cave that day, inexplicably made yantingzhi's throat tight.

"Don't be afraid to do it, young banquet master. After all, so many people are looking at you. One of them can't do it well, but he has to swear on his back."

Yantingzhi slowly draws out the sword at his waist, and the white light flashes in front of Jianglou, and Ji Rao's face gradually cools down.

"Come on."

As soon as the words fell, the sword of the banquet court was approaching.