Chapter 191: Defeat after Defeat! (2/2)

The old rateful that all of you could join the Song Clan in our search for a son-in-law! Please, let’s begin!” He laughed heartily, and then waved his right hand The entire square trembled, and countless banquet tables appeared out of thin air Simultaneously, tier in the square or even the Song Clan, but floating somewhere up in the sky

They were surrounded by clouds, and everything looked celestial in nature Maidservants appeared, their features indistinct, but their figures graceful They danced and flew about as they reverently placed alcohol and Spirit Fruits onto the tables

The sound of wind, floaters, and birdcalls filled the air It all see Hao nor any of the other Foundation Establish like this before Some people looked around, others stared at the maidservants

The Nascent Soul Cultivators who led the various Sects and Clans broke out in s Tian’s Cultivation base is profound [1 Song Tian’s na is a common family name Tiantruly is of the highest degree of perfection”

The oldClan According to the rue However, it was really impossible for anyone to tell for sure, or even ascertain any clues

Song Tian laughed and then sat down cross-legged, followed by the twoClan Nascent Soul Cultivator flicked his sleeve Gri at Eccentric Song Obviously, he was still brooding at the fact that he had been obstructed by Eccentric Song earlier

Meng Hao sat at one of the banquet tables next to Fatty Now that Meng Hao was here, Fatty refused to sit with the Golden Frost Sect, instead deetically about his experiences in the Golden Frost Sect He seemed exactly the same as he had been back in the Reliance Sect Occasionally he would pull out a Spirit Stone and crunch it to pieces between his teeth

Suddenly, Fatty pulled out as clearly an extraordinary flying sword It glittered brightly as he began to use it to grind his teeth

“One of ave rind ood If you want it, it’s yours” He handed the sword toward Meng Hao

It just so happened to be covered with Fatty’s saliva…

Meng Hao hesitated Next to Fatty, Zhou Daya’s eyes ide “Little Patriarch,” he said, “that sword is a acy weapon of the Nineteenth Bloodline…”

“So annoying! A uess I can’t give this one to you But I have soical weapon, whose bright glow instantly attracted quite a bit of attention

“Do you like this one?” said Fatty, looking pleased His expression caused Meng Hao to s enviously at Fatty He kne important Fatty was to the Golden Frost Sect He could only shake his head

Han Bei drifted over in her htly at Fatty

“Fellow Daoist Li, would youaside? I’d really like to sit here”

Fatty stared at Han Bei and then looked at Meng Hao Lowering his voice, he said, “Meng Hao, this chick has pretty good skin Between her and Chu Yuyan, who do you think is better?”

Meng Hao lifted his glass to his lips and took a sip of alcohol, then cleared his throat

Fatty laughed loudly, then moved over to make room for Han Bei She sat down, clearly not offended at all by Fatty She looked at Meng Hao, blinked, and then laughed

She slid a bit closer to hi, how exactly are you going to thank ?”

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