Chapter 338 (1/2)

Tall buildings.

The top of the building was cut off by a sword, and the sun was shining on Chen xinglie. It was very beautiful.

Zhao Yumeng is sitting on one side, holding a group of fire from the Southern Ming Dynasty in his hand. He is refining the battle chart. Under the sun, his face is very beautiful. In the hundreds of tables of wine and banquet below, those ladies are like mediocre and vulgar powder. Even the white flawless sitting beside Bai Jianji of Wu'an marquis is is far from her.

Beautiful and delicious.

You can drink.

Chen xinglie leaned against the railing, holding the wine jar and drinking with Zhao Yumeng's beauty. He was in a good mood. Unfortunately, Ouyang Zheng's roar greatly reduced his interest.

”Throw it out!”

Chen xinglie waved his hand.

The imperial spies swarmed in, grabbed Ouyang Zheng, who was preparing to make a speech and showed his eloquence. He dragged him away and strode away towards the gate of the mansion.

The banquet was silent.

”Today, I set a banquet in the mansion to celebrate Qin Wannian's wedding. If there is anyone who eats our delicious food and wine, but still wants to make us unhappy, Ouyang Zheng is an example! ”

Chen xinglie looks down at the people below.

There was silence, and no one spoke.

Silent as a cicada, they secretly observe the eyes of others, and involuntarily focus their eyes on the drunken dragon Taoist and wind youyou. One is the head of the Lingxiao sword school, and the other is the leader of the Mendian demon sect. In the Da'ao emperor's Dynasty, their reputation was grand, only a little less than that of shangqingkong. But at this moment, they were drinking in silence, and did not say half a retort to Chen xinglie's words.

Obviously.

Even the land immortals dare not indulge in front of Chen xinglie.

This makes the guests in the mansion even more afraid.

Wu'an Marquis Bai Jianji looked at Chen xinglie and his daughter Bai Wuchang, who was sitting beside him. He sighed in his heart and said, ”daughter, look, this is the husband chosen for you by your father. After a word is said, the land gods dare not speak. There is no second person in the world of martial arts! But you are not satisfied... ”

White flawless staring at the chopsticks in his hand, eyes complex.

Ah!!

A shrill cry came from the direction of the gate of the mansion.

This is Ouyang Zheng's voice.

The imperial spies seem to have decided that the act of breaking his leg is in line with Chen xinglie's style.

The scream made the guests in the mansion creepy.

Set an example to others!

It works.

No one dares to utter words in the banquet like Ouyang Zheng.

The banquet quieted down in an instant.

The sound of Mrs. Nan's steps toward the bridal chamber, supported by the maids, is particularly clear.

This woman is not just an ordinary woman of aristocratic family. She is as good as Li Qinglian in martial arts. The red cap made of silk can not block the sight of Mrs. Nan.

Mrs. Nan can see clearly. Not far from the table in front of her, Ba Jitian is holding a glass of wine and stares at her with meaning. It seems that she hopes that Mrs. Nan will jump out at this time and make a mess of the wedding.

Such eyes, the South lady as if did not see, the pace does not stop, directly toward the bridal chamber walk and go.

”Please fill this glass, gentlemen.”

Qin Wannian toast.

The atmosphere of the banquet gradually became lively.

Chen xinglie stood by the fence and looked back at Gongsun xiner.

This sister has been holding a pen and paper, following one side, making a posture of recording at any time