Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

No matter how many twists and turns in my heart, the face of the banquet court is not obvious. Knowing that Ji Rao's marriage has faded, the banquet court can't help but be vigilant, and the words of this person's appearance are so suspicious.

"Did you deliberately come to tell me that Ji Rao was married?"

Langlian narrowed his eyes and laughed. If you look closely, you can see the calculation and pride in his eyes. "I'm ashamed. I'm not good at martial arts, but I'm very good at lightness. So I'm very fearless. Even if the master comes here himself, he can't catch me. "

Bantingzhi heard that something was wrong, and looked up at langlian.

Langlian took the folding fan, quietly covered his lips, and said in a soft voice, "I've accidentally bumped into the tent of the master."

The face of the banquet court suddenly changed, but he gave a reassuring look.

"Master Zhai, you don't have to. Since it's been a long time, I won't talk about it again. It's just a thought for you to tell the master. I'm determined to be a devil. Goodbye is the enemy. The master is still the master of the flying flower studio. You don't have to worry about it. "

No.

He didn't look down on the demon sect. He just thought that he should be moral and reasonable in life and should not kill innocent people indiscriminately. He just

As if seeing through what was thinking in the heart of the banquet court, he opened his mouth in a quiet voice, and his voice was as cold as water. "I know that the master of the studio is different from those hypocrites who are dignified, but as far as you know, as far as you can see, Ji Rao Ke killed an innocent man? He is arrogant, but he doesn't bully the weak. Why does the master hate the demon sect so much? "

"How did my father die?"

Languid and silent, his eyes drooped as if he didn't know how to answer, which seemed to give a drowning banquet one of the life-saving straws, he firmly grasped it, eager to stick it on his chest, he asked aloud, as if a little louder could give him the wrong feeling that he didn't do anything wrong, "dare you say it has nothing to do with him?"

Langlian raised his eyes to see him, which was a flash of pity, "do you want to give yourself a reason to continue to hate him, or do you not want to admit that he had nothing to do with killing your father?"

Looking at the banquet in place, languid and easy to step on the beam to leave, leaving only a word of advice floating in the air.

"Master of banquet, you should do it yourself."

From the bottom, the mountain top of the demon sect is locked in the fog, straight up and down, and the vast view is not thorough. In the early morning, when the sun shines on the top of the mountain, it looks like a fairyland. But at night, you can hardly see anything clearly.

When langlian came back to the demon sect, someone was waiting at the bottom.

"Young master, the Dharma protector has said that he will let you go to the lobby when you come back."

There are bright lights inside and outside the lobby, and red silk is hung on the plaque outside. Tomorrow is the wedding day. Song Qing asked people to clean up the inside and outside. Ji Rao thinks that the Dharma protector should not do everything by himself in this way. After a few words of advice, Song Qing doesn't listen, so he goes with him.

Langlian was a little surprised when he stepped in. It was late, but there were many people in the lobby.

Ji Rao dressed casually and didn't have her hair tied. She sat on the front seat and put her legs on the chair. She was completely unruly. Song Qing was sitting on the lower chair next to him, dressed in green clothes, with neat hair and upright posture. If he hadn't known in advance, he would not have thought of these two people together with the two newlyweds to be married tomorrow.