Chapter 2072

wait?

Who is waiting for you!

The fiery Phoenix swooped down and flapped its wings badly. On the spot, it lifted King Jianping Shizi's two paws, rolled him to the leg of the table, knocked his head on the green brick floor and broke it.

"Shizi!"

"Shizi -"

everyone shouts and stands up.

Wang Shizi of Jianping is in a great mess at this time. He probably has never experienced such a mess in his life. While the whole person is breathing heavily, a beautiful face is also twisted.

"You! You! How dare you! "

"Pa!" The bloody Phoenix's claws fell heavily on Jianping Prince's head. Before he finished, the boy was lifted out by the ancient Phoenix.

This directly hit the women's table, causing a panic scream.

"Poo Tong Tong." Jianping Wang Shizi tumbled down from the front of the two women 's tables with disfigured faces. He was prone to the ground and breathed less air. His throat made a loud sound, but he was directly stunned by the air.

The tree glanced at the mess banquet and paid special attention to Geng Pengcheng's dark face.

The little hand gently pulled the sleeve of ink lotus, the little guy blinked and asked, "husband, are their brains sick?"

"Obviously." Molian took her little hand and turned away.

Since there are so many unpleasant things, what are you doing here?

"Wait!" When Geng Pengcheng saw that they were going, he immediately thought of something. He quickly turned around and stepped forward.

I wanted to stop them, but just thinking of the heavy power that the young master in black brushed his sleeve, almost opened his whole body.

He can't help jumping, and quickly back two steps, standing ten steps away from the two people, and arch his hand with a smile, "two, just a little misunderstanding. Wang Shizi of Jianping is a distinguished guest from Shenzhou, and you are also the guests invited by my husband. I hope that both sides can get along well. "

Chen can't help chuckling, "get along well? It's all like this. Where can we go peacefully? "

"Lord." A faint voice came from behind several people.

When Mo Lian and arbor looked up, they saw a woman in a pink green satin shirt and a pair of gold-plated tassel hairpins. She came forward step by step.

Under the shining white skin, peach cheeks, willow eyebrows and red lips are light. It's a natural beauty.

It's a pity that this beautiful face has been lowered several grades by the comparison of the expressionless little facial paralysis like Qinghong's cold moon.

This paralyzed face doesn't need any expression. As long as people stand there, they can make thousands of women lose their color.

"Ah, it's Miss Mu San." Geng Pengcheng turned around, arched his hand at the woman politely, and said with a smile, "don't worry about miss three, it's OK. These are all the children invited here."

Murouke frowned slightly, glanced at the tree, and looked at Prince Mo as if he had not.

"This gentleman seems to have known each other before."

Geng Pengcheng was stunned and looked at ink lotus.

He always wanted to find out the identity and origin of these people around arbor.

It's just weird. It seems that every time you find a key point, some information will be erased.

Just now, it seems that the man beside arbor, whether in cultivation or identity, is not so simple.