If it weren’t for Wang Zui’s lively communication with everyone, I’m afraid they wouldn’t know each other’s names.
"Are you practicing knives at sunset?"
Wang Ba-ye asked, "They are all children, and they don’t have much courtesy. When they know their names, they call them directly."
"It’s just a casual practice in Shan Ye, but I really want to see a sword of the Wangs."
Lu Chenqian’s imaginary way
"Does the Nangong family use saber … I heard my father say that the Nangong family has never seen an excellent master, but the saber body is still commendable. If talented people can study it, it may be the top in the world."
Wang thinks that he doesn’t look polite.
"Brother … hello, talk about everything."
Wang Zui is lying on the table, and it’s just the four of them and three pieces of wood.
It’s hard to say a few words, but it’s all in practice
"This is delicious."
Yang Yi sighed and pushed his inventory heart over there to Wang Zui. He realized that he had neglected this little sister.
Wang Zui tasted a new snack and was temporarily blocked.
Lu Chen took a look at Yang Yi and sighed. Is this the case since childhood? It looks cold and dull, but the actual mind is very delicate and gentle.
It’s no wonder that Houmu is so brother-controlled.
Oh, no, I’m afraid it won’t be Mu Mi if I have him today.
"After the banquet, we can discuss the experience of swords."
Wang ba ye yi Dao
"So highly of me?"
Lu Chen laughed. If Yang Yi sighed and saw that he was different, what was the reason for thinking about the extraordinary eye king? Outsiders seem to have no magic.
Wang thinks that Yang Yang’s head seems to be thinking, "I can’t say that I feel that you have a special artistic conception."
Liu Chen thoughtfully he remembered Ouyang Sunset’s previous life. That’s what Wang Sunset said when he first met Wang Sunset.
It seems that those who understand the artistic conception can also feel the artistic accomplishment of the other party.
But now Wang thinks that Wang Jianyi has not yet understood, and I am afraid that he is also sensitive to Wang Jian all the year round.
"It seems that you really practice knives a lot."
Yang Yi sighed and nodded and affirmed his reasoning yesterday.
This table has turned into a forum for practitioners to "learn tyrants". There are kings who are drunk and eating snacks constantly.
She has a great talent for spiritual spells, but she is a little lazy in practicing.
As the wedding progressed, the bride walked across the red carpet and joined hands with the groom’s desk, but in the middle of the ceremony, a slightly carefree smile sounded.
Master Yang frowned. I don’t know who will disturb his daughter’s wedding. He got up and said angrily, "Who dares to break into my yangfu and kill himself!"
"Ha ha ha ha, Mr. Yang Lao, don’t be in a hurry to get angry. Xiao Wancheng made a special trip to congratulate you today."
I saw a middle-aged man in a brown coat and a black robe coming in from the gate of yangfu. His eyes were sunken, his skin was slack and his face was thin, but he had double bars.
He was followed by a fat man with a whip and four Taoist priests in purple and black with golden swords.
There were whispers in the crowd, "Huang Jinjian in purple and black robes, they are … black Yao supervisors!"
Tai Yangyan looked back and wondered to herself, "What did the surveillance bring them here for?"
At this time, Yang Lao has noticed that something is wrong and stared at Xiao Wancheng. "Xiao’s adult Yang family today doesn’t know what it’s like for adults to enter the house with swords at this time?"
Xiao Wancheng’s skin is better than meat. "Misunderstanding me, it is normal for these swords to stay with me, because I was in a hurry to miss Mr. Yang Lao’s husband and congratulate him."
He chuckled again, "Hey, hey, but Xiaomou remembered something so happy when he got here, but Mr. Yang Lao didn’t invite Xiaomou to have fun?"
Yang’s old voice is flat. "It’s a trivial matter if you dare not dare to emphasize the old man’s husband. Xiao’s adult is usually busy with Taoist affairs. Although he intends to invite him, he dare not disturb him."
Xiao Wancheng gently smiled and touched himself. "No, Mr. Yang Lao, you don’t want Xiao to come from the bottom of your heart, do you?"
Lu Chen looked at this scene and said something in his heart. This guy is ten thousand times cheaper than the original one.
And he also thinks it’s quite outrageous. People like this mess around and provoke a lot of big families. Why doesn’t anyone in the AIDao League come out and kill him?
Chapter five hundred and fifty-two End cause and effect
Master Li couldn’t stand it at the meeting and said, "You won’t be interested if I wait for this rough party with knives and guns, will you?"
Xiao Wancheng stretched out his hand. "Master Li joked that Xiao’s favorite thing is that you families communicate more so that we can prosper together …"
His hands are crossed, his face is smiling, but his flesh is not smiling. "Daomeng is a family."