Chapter 2087

She decided that it would not be too late to find out what happened.

In her opinion, Geng Pengcheng is almost the same as the dead. Before that, she needs to find out something.

The next noon, after a night's rest, a group of trees with good spirit were invited to the main hall of shuntianfu.

No, Lord Geng. In order to entertain people, he not only entertained arbor, but also invited many sect leaders of Shuntian mansion to accompany him.

Feng's make-up was delicately seated beside Dunzhu, with yellow crane and Ling Fei standing behind her.

At the banquet, a group of people were singing and dancing, and all of them were talking and laughing.

Many sect leaders came to the banquet with their children.

At this time, although I didn't say anything, my eyes always seemed to rotate in the first place.

Prince Mo and miss Qiao were sitting there. Although they didn't speak, they caused some fear.

"Ha ha." Suddenly, a round faced, bald middle-aged man stood up from his seat, raised his glass and gave a rough smile to Dunzhu. "Lord Geng, this is the king Shizi of Jianping from Shenzhou!"

Where do you know that Wang Shizi of Jianping left shuntianfu overnight? Maybe he has already returned to Shenzhou.

Dun Zhu waved, turned to ink lotus and arbor and said, "Your Highness Prince, Princess Prince, this is Qingguang, the leader of Liuyang sect."

Thinking of these sect leaders, Dunzhu could not help but want to shed tears.

Last night, he was kicked into yulanxing by the goods in the pit. He read a lot of new and old materials of shuntianfu, and his eyes were red and swollen!

One night to dawn, I stayed in Yulan star for four days, and wrote down all the materials to be recorded. It's really sour.

"Leader Qingguang, this is the prince of Shenzhou, not the prince of Jianping. That's the princess. "

The green light of the six Yang gate suddenly looked respectful and turned to the two men, Mohican and arbor, and saluted them, "disrespectful and disrespectful, I don't know that your Royal Highness Prince is coming. If there is any offence between the words, please ask your highness Haihan."

A small six Yang gate is one of the most powerful forces in shuntianfu. It can be put in a place as big as Shenzhou, but it can't even be called a sesame mung bean.

Mo Lian has no words, just a light spot.

Although the leader of the six Yang sect intended to make friends with the prince, he could see that his expression was cold and indifferent, so he had to sit down angrily.

Obviously, the prince of Shenzhou is not a man who likes to be close to others.

Other visitors to see the situation, busy also followed up, one to two people to see the lotus tree salute.

Then he took the seat again. The guests and the host enjoyed the harmony and auspiciousness.

Feng lightly glanced at Dunzhu, who was sitting beside him, frowning slightly.

The Lord didn't come back last night. Feng was not happy. He sent someone to ask about it this morning. He didn't hear where the Lord stayed.

Even the flatterer, min Niang, who was the most favored recently, didn't spend the night with her last night.

In the process of thinking, there was a tinkling sound.

Feng looked up and his face sank.

The visitor is a woman with a white veil and a half mask, and a graceful figure.

A pair of cold eyes swept the whole field, fell on the side of the body of ink lotus, and was shocked all over.

It's her?

It's really her! Sitting there silently like this is still the expressionless face.

It's not her eyes