Meng Changhong shouted loudly, cut off Xue Yiyun's words, and said sternly: "Then I will, on behalf of my foster father, cancel the engagement between the Meng family and your bloody murder of the Hou family."

Although Meng Gulong's heart fluctuated slightly, his outer expression remained calm, and he said: "It seems that the fourth young master's purpose of coming here today is just for this matter, that's all. Anyway, you slaughtered the Hou Mansion with blood, and our Meng family can't reach that high.

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Xueyunyi sighed: "Actually, my nephew has no choice. My sister is in the boudoir. I can't waste her life for a fruitless engagement. I hope my uncle will forgive me for my nephew's rude behavior today!"

Duguzhi looked at Meng Gulong and knew that he had unspeakable difficulties. Xueyiyun used "Purple Dragon Liquid" as a guide to deduce the fact that Meng Dashao had not returned for a long time because he wanted to ruin the engagement for his sister.

It cannot be said that it is not secret.

It is conceivable that in the eyes of many people, his approach is very reasonable, because it is impossible for a living person to waste a lifetime for a dead person, so his approach not only expresses the sincerity of the Hou family, but also

Maintained the image and dignity of the Hou Mansion.

Faced with such shrewd calculations, Meng Gulong could only say calmly: "Everything depends on fate!"

Xueyunyi smiled lightly and said: "In ten days, you will know whether it is destined or not!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt a shock in their hearts. Xueyunyi was so confident that he naturally concluded that Young Master Meng was dead. Although his tone was still so calm, the vigor between the lines gradually spread out.

Touching everyone's hearts.

Liang Shang Wanqi Xinling looked at this arrogant and bullying Xueyunyi with dissatisfaction, and removed all the good feelings she had towards him when he came in. If his eyes could be turned into knives, Xueyunyi would have died on the ground long ago.

Xueyunyi patted the clothes on his body, looked around, and sighed several times: "What a pity, what a pity!"

Just when Meng Fei was thinking about what he was regretting about this guy, he suddenly heard Wanqi Xinling next to him smile softly and said: "This guy is really hateful, let's go down and teach him a lesson."

Before Meng Fei could reply, he saw Wan Qi Xin Ling jump on his feet and jump down.

Purple light flashed, and Xue Yiyun was about to put away the precious and unusual purple dragon liquid when he suddenly heard someone chuckle and fall down like a fairy descending to the earth, landing in the center of the hall.

Wan Qi Xinling walked forward slowly, glanced sideways at Xue Yiyun, and said, "Four Young Masters, long time no see!"

Xueyi Yun was startled and said in a trembling voice: "It's... it's you... you're here too?"

When Meng Gulong saw that the visitor was just a girl with a nice smile, about sixteen or seventeen years old, he felt a shiver in his heart. He knew that there must be something special about this girl who looked like a hibiscus emerging from water. Otherwise, how could he scare away Hou?

The fourth young master of the house.

Everyone in the hall saw this girl with a slender figure, pink face and peach cheeks, eyebrows like spring mountains, and a pair of bright eyes like the moon. They glanced at Xue Yiyun and then never looked at her again. She ignored the son of the Hou Ye like this. They didn't know who this girl was.

I was secretly suspicious for a while.

When Wanqi Xinling saw everyone looking at him intently, he just smiled, clapped his hands and shouted, "You're still not coming down!"

Meng Fei was slightly startled when he heard that Wan Qi Xinling suddenly pulled on him. After thinking about it, he took out a face towel from his arms and covered his face.

As the saying goes, a gun shoots down the leading bird, and a knife cuts down the local snake; the wind blows away the eggshells, and the wealth is gone, and people are happy!

Meng Fei is someone who has been through this before. At this time, even if he has the strength, he must not show it.

Think about it, it takes others three years to successfully build a foundation, but it only took him two months, not even one-tenth of the time. What kind of concept is this?

That is simply unheard of. Although Shangguanshan’s essence is credited for this, it must be said that Meng Fei is also a cultivation genius!

A cultivation genius without any background or backing, it would be strange if others don't envy or suppress him. If he meets a ruthless guy, it will be even more dangerous. A sentence of "your existence has endangered my future" will make him

His life is in danger.

So... pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger is the best choice!

Everyone looked surprised and thought to themselves: "Is there anyone else above?" Looking up, they saw a figure floating, and a masked young man fell down. He did this just because he didn't want others to know that he was the former Young Master Meng.

Looking at Meng Fei who was standing next to Wanqi Xinling, Xueyunyi's expression suddenly changed, and he said somewhat sinisterly: "Boy, who are you?"

Just as Meng Fei was opening his mouth, a person suddenly took his arm from behind.

He heard a voice he had been waiting for for a long time, and said reproachfully: "You, you have to be called by someone in person before you come down."

Meng Fei turned around and saw that beautiful face that he had dreamed about but never dreamed about. Could it be his illusion, or was he simply sleeping? This witch actually spoke to him in such a tone.

She held Meng Fei's arm and leaned her head slightly on his shoulder. In this clinging posture, she casually conducted a questionnaire survey on the relationship between the two of passers-by. 100% of them would definitely choose the option of being a couple.

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Meng Fei, who was trapped in the confusion of happiness, swallowed back what he originally wanted to say, but said that he didn't know what kind of expression he should give to this new soul. It happened so suddenly that he was caught off guard.

"This is my fiancé, Wan Qixinling. You saw it, right? I told you that I made an appointment with him to meet here. I didn't lie to you." Wan Qixinling seemed to be talking to Xueyiyun, but

Meng Fei had completely fallen into the world of just the two of them, and didn't even care about the expression of blood flowing away.

It turns out that this witch came here, firstly to look for him, and secondly to get rid of Xueyunyi? If I had known this, I should have treated her better before!

"Is he the fiancé you are talking about?" Xue Yiyun glanced at Meng Fei indifferently, with a slight disdain and doubt.

"Yes, is there any problem?" Wan Qi Xinling held Meng Fei's arm tighter and pressed his head closer, but Meng Fei felt less happy.

He asks himself that he is still a person with a good IQ. Based on the plot and dialogue before him, his role has been successfully reduced from a fiancé to a miserable supporter, or a supporter who was sent to his door.

Xueyiyun shook his head, sighed, shrugged, raised his hands, and said in a helpless tone: "Okay, Ling'er, I still have something to do, so I won't quarrel with you, not because I believe

He is your fiancé, but you would rather find such a masked man who dare not even show his face to act as your lover to escape me. I feel sorry for myself."

"Hey, fuck, I'm listening to what you said, why are you so awkward!" Xueyi Yun's disregard and disdain immediately aroused Meng Fei's dissatisfaction. I guess he is a man, and he can't bear to lose his price like this in front of a beautiful woman.
Chapter completed!