Chapter 882 (2/2)

“Become a turtle, come out!” Xiao Fan bowed his head and said to his chest.

Xiao Wangba poked his head, then shook his body and turned into a green turtle, with a black face, climbed out of Xiao Fan’s chest, and then squatted at the table.

“I ordered three steamed Wang Ba, try it?” Xiao Fan looked towards Xiao Wangba, Yang said.

“I don’t eat!” Xiao Wangba said with a black face.

“That’s a pity, Wang Ba, really make up!” Xiao Fan shook his head and sighed.

Xiao Wangba twitched her cheeks, didn’t talk, just a black face.

“I don’t know much about some places in the astrology. Can you explain it to me?” Leng Qiuyan took the initiative to open the subject and asked.

“Yes!” Xiao Fan nodded, and then the two started talking in a low voice. Xiao Wangba was motionless and there was a sulking.

“Zhuo Young Master, please!” When Xiao Fan and Leng Qiuyan talked about it, the fourteen-shoulder silhouette walked into the Manxiang Pavilion, and the store’s second child hurriedly greeted him, then said with a smile.

“Yeah!” Zhuo Jian and his thirteen silver dragon guards who had passed by Xiao Fan near the city gate of Qingshi City strode over, and then Zhuo Jian was faintly nodded, followed by the store’s second. Next, sit down casually in a seat not far from Xiao Fan and Leng Qiuyan.

“Zhuo Young Master wants something to eat?” asked the store.

“The whole fish banquet, plus 28 steamed Wang Ba, come to the eighteenth place in your store, the famous six-year-old Sanyang spirits, hurry!” Zhuo Jian waved his hand and said something intolerance.

“Okay, Zhuo Young Master, please wait!” said the store, and nodded.

“I am your relatives, you can’t eat you!” Hearing Zhuojian suddenly ordered 28 steamed Wang Ba, the average person actually planned to eat two copies, Xiao Wangba suddenly poked his head and secretly directed in the direction of Zhuo Jian. Spit a mouthful of water, and then the mouth is constantly foul-mouthed with a voice that only he can hear.

“This trip to Silent Hill!” After the store’s second child left, Zhuo Jian’s entire group was whispering in the air, and in order not to let people hear, they laid the soundproofing method and whispered.

But they are just talking about a beginning!

“Yangyang Young Master, please!” In the reverence of the store’s second child, another young man with four old man like a dead wood walked into the full incense.

This young man is very handsome. At first glance, he gives a glamorous feeling, as if he can illuminate everything wherever he goes.

“It’s the Young Master of the Sacred Flame Church!”

“Today, Bluestone City is full of excitement. First, Zhuo Jian, followed by Yan Yang Young Master. What happened?”

“You don’t know this? I heard that there is often a strange shouting sound in Silent Hill recently, so in my opinion, Zhuo Jian and Yan Yang Young Master, I am afraid it is all for this!”

“Silent Hill? Entering that place is purely courting death!”

“There are almost deaths in this way, but like the holy celestial religion, the giant power of the Yunlong Commerce Chamber, the means of the people, the more we can live out, the bigger we are!”

“Also!”

Seeing the arrival of the Young Master of Yanyang, the low-pitched voices rang in the mouths of other guests in the Manxiang Pavilion.

“What does Yan Yang Young Master want to order?” asked the younger and respectful Yan Young.

“The whole fish banquet, plus fifteen steamed Wang Ba, plus the six-year-old Sanyang spirits of the 10th altar!” After looking at the entire group such as Zhuo Jian, Yan Yang Young Master did not say anything, then lifted his foot to the side. After sitting down, indifferently said.

When he heard the sound, Zhuo Jian also saw Yanlong. He looked up and looked at Yanlong Young Master indifferently. Then he lowered his head again and ignored it. He continued to whisper with his 13 silver dragon guards. Talked up.

The relationship between the Holy Heaven and the Yunlong Commerce Chamber is not very harmonious. The disciples of the two forces also have little contact. Now, Zhuo Jian and Yan Yang Young Master have unexpectedly met each other, but neither side wants to be with each other. There was too much communication, just looking at each other indifferently, and then sat down and prepared for a short meal.

“I am doing your pro-ancestor,!” Seeing the subsequent Yang Master Young Master is even more excessive. Five people actually ordered fifteen steamed kings. On average, one person had to eat three, and Xiao Wangba’s nose was so fast. The mouth vomited a few mouthfuls of water in the direction of five people, such as Yan Yang Young Master, and then foul-mouthed whispered.

“Okay, please Yanyang Young Master!” The store nodded and walked away.