Cold matchless face suddenly gloomy down, the voice said with a smile: "ha ha, interesting, just a combination of the early, also dare to call cold? Today is the birthday feast of empress Hongfeng. Leng will not be held accountable, but you Better be careful! Besides, stay away from fre. She's not something you can touch! "

Finish saying this sentence, lengwushuang left without expression.

Shen Lang's face is as black as the bottom of a pot. I didn't expect that he would be angry to attend a birthday party.

Just now, the two communicated by voice. Fu'er didn't know what Shen Lang and Leng Wushuang were talking about.

Seeing cold matchless's surly face, fu'er guessed that it must be Shen Lang's words that angered cold matchless. She had a headache.

"Young master Shen, that Leng Wushuang is the leader of the fallen sky clan. He is powerful. You It's better not to provoke him too much. " Fu'er was worried and started a message to Shen Lang.

"I see. Thank you very much, Miss furl." Shen Lang's response is not cold.

As long as that cold matchless didn't provoke himself again, he would certainly not take the initiative to provoke cold matchless.

Leng Wushuang's father is a ghost emperor who is famous in Kyushu. His accomplishments have reached the peak of Mahayana! It's a top friar.

Such a hard backstage, Shen Lang dare not provoke.

As time went by, there were more and more monks in the hall. Several other minority leaders of the emperor of Jiuzhou also came to greet Shen Lang.

"Brother shenlang, ha ha, I didn't expect you to come too!" Niufeng, the young leader of Niutou ghost race, immediately ran up and hugged Shen Lang with a smile on his face.

"Ah, brother Shen, you don't mean enough. When you come to mainland Kyushu, don't say hello to us!" Ma long, the young leader of the ghost clan, also walked up to Shen Lang and smiled.

"I met brother Niu and brother ma."

Shen Lang responded with a polite voice.

Different from the last time, niufeng and Malone were accompanied by a monk of their own race to show their identity.

"Damn it, Shen Lang, the son of a bitch, has come to join us!" Not far from the opposite seat, Tianyou gnashed his teeth and stared at shenlang, angry.

"Young Lord, don't forget what I said before. Don't provoke this boy." The old man in black on the seat next to God said.

"I know uncle Hei. I won't provoke him if I'm ok!" God bless is very gloomy. He raises the glass on the table and pours a mouthful of smoky wine.

Yin De is not happy to see the waves. He can't help greeting him. Mengfei learns from niufeng and Malong, and greets Shen Lang with intention to show his kindness.

Shen Lang did not fit in with his early accomplishments, but he was able to make the young master of the emperor of Jiuzhou greet him so politely. A group of guests could not help but look surprised, and speculated about the holy place of the white friar.

See a lot of Jiuzhou emperor minority and Shen Lang relationship is quite good, cold matchless still disdain, drink alone.

In order to avoid suspicion, fu'er did not talk with Shen Lang too much, but met the VIP outside the hall.

In a short time, Feng GUI minority's little master, Feng Yaotian, and Feng GUI minority's saint, Feng Qingyue, appeared in full dress.

"The presence of two great drivers makes the Meiling people more beautiful!" Fu'er smiled and made a bow to them.

"Miss fu'er is very kind. Today is the birthday feast of empress Hongfeng. Why don't we come here?" With a smile on his face, Feng Yaotian couldn't help looking at fu'er more.

Fu'er is the eldest lady of Meiling nationality, who is known as the most beautiful woman in the mainland of Kyushu. Although there are eight concubines in fengyaotian, they have been salivating at fu'er.

It's a pity that fu'er's desire to have a look at her face was defeated with a veil that can insulate her from divine detection.

The wind clear moon looks at the wind bright sky and squints at other beauties. He is angry in his heart, but he dare not to be angry. She found that the wind seemed to be colder and colder to her since she was offended by the waves.

No matter how she explained it, fengyaotian thought that he had been drowned and had an improper relationship. This makes Feng Qingyue very sad. She and Shen Lang really haven't happened.

Although fengyaotian knew that fengqingyue was innocent, the green hat was also indirectly put on his head, so he was very upset.

Every time when he was happy with the wind and the moon, he could always think of Shen Lang's gesture of lashing his women. He was disgusted, and naturally disliked the wind and the moon.

Since the last incident, after almost two months, the air in the heart of the wind has gradually disappeared.

The main reason why he didn't launch the arrest order against Shen Lang under his own name is that Shen Lang's identity is special, and the incident itself is disgraceful. He doesn't want others to know that he is wearing a green hat.

It's a rare time to go out. Today, Feng Yaotian is in a good mood. After greeting fu'er, he strides towards the hall with the willow waist of Feng Qingyue.

"I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Little wind, don't be hurt!"

Many of the guests in the hall were familiar with fengyao and greeted each other.

Feng Yaotian also said some polite words with a smile.

"Wind little Lord, we met again." Shen Lang is sitting in danger. He laughs and raises his glass towards the wind.

Sooner or later, this guy will find himself, so Shen Lang first exposed it, so that this guy has some psychological protection.

"This way..."

Feng Yaotian's "friend" didn't say the word yet. His eyes stared at Shen lang. the smile on his face disappeared in a flash. He suddenly changed color and said, "boy, it's you!!!"

The roar was so loud that the whole hall was shaken.

All the friars turned their eyes to the waves and the wind, and their faces were suspicious. Is there any conflict between the ghost minority leader and the friar at the beginning of the combination?

"You dare to come here, lecher!" The holy lady saw the waves in the wind and the moon, and she was very excited. Her voice soared eight degrees.

Fu'erdai frowned and asked, "little wind Lord, Miss wind, you are..."

"This kid and I have a real feud!" The wind is shining and the rage is pointing to the waves. He shivers all over. He can't help it anymore.

The enemy's eyes were red when they met. He didn't know how to survive these two months. He would tear the waves to pieces in his dream if he suffered such humiliation!

As soon as the words came out, all the monks in the temple were shocked. The gunpowder in the words of the wind was not small.

Fu'er said positively, "is Feng Shaozhu wrong? How could this son of Shen Lang, who just came to the mainland of Kyushu not long ago, form a feud with you? What did he do to make you so unhappy? "

"He..."

Wind Yao days words to the mouth and blocked, the face has become a pig liver color.

If I say "he * My Concubine" directly, it's too humiliating. I can't say to kill fengyaotian. In that way, my face as the minority leader of Fenggui is ruined and becomes a laughingstock.

"He is not Uh!

On one side of the wind, the moon wanted to say it, but when he said it, he was blocked by the wind.