"Momituo Buddha, female donor, are you okay?" Pu Yi looked at this scene with a gloating smile in his eyes.
However, he hid his smile in an instant, and then, pretending to be concerned, he quickly flashed behind Huan'er, and then hugged Huan'er in his arms without hesitation.
"You? You bastard!" Feeling her delicate body being hugged by a pair of strong hands, Huan'er's whole body became extremely hot.
In fact, with her strength, even if Pu Yi couldn't hug her, she wouldn't be able to fall to the ground. Otherwise, wouldn't all the years of practice become a joke? However, Pu Yi's speed is too fast.
It was almost over. She didn't even react. She was hugged by Pu Yi.
The moment Pu Yi hugged Huan'er, his hands accidentally grabbed the two huge mountains in front of Huan'er's chest. A trace of soft elasticity came from him, and he couldn't help but squeeze it.
"Momituo Buddha, it feels so good!" The pinch didn't matter, Pu Yi couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.
"Asshole, what did you say? Let go!" The chest was attacked. In an instant, Huan'er felt like an electric shock. Then, red clouds surged up quickly, and in an instant, they appeared on her pretty face, and even
, most of my neck was dyed red.
"Uh, female donor, are you okay?" After hearing Huan'er's words, Pu Yi realized his gaffe. He hurriedly let go of his hand and asked with concern on his face.
"Momituo Buddha, why has your self-control been so bad recently?" Pu Yi asked himself doubtfully, blaming himself.
"Humph! **!" Huan'er felt the strangeness on her body that had not completely dissipated, and cursed softly with a blushing face. Especially when she looked at Pu Yi's pure eyes, she became even more angry.
"Momituo Buddha, I'm going to change my clothes right now!" Puyi smiled brightly, then closed the door with a bang and ran inside to change his clothes.
A few minutes later, Pu Yi walked out. He followed Huan'er quietly and walked toward the main hall.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, Pu Yi put away the cynicism on his face, and his mood became heavy.
The main hall seemed extremely spacious, and it was filled with a simple atmosphere. At this time, the main hall was already full of people sitting or standing.
The main hall seemed very quiet, without a trace of noise. It was filled with a strong atmosphere, which was a bit depressing.
In this quiet atmosphere, suddenly - "Deng Deng stared!"
Along with the sound of clear footsteps, suddenly, swish!
Almost everyone turned their attention to Pu Yi who came in! At this moment, Pu Yi's heart tightened inexplicably, and he even felt slightly nervous.
With a low breath, Pu Yi put away the tension, raised his head and chest, and walked towards the center of the hall with an indifferent expression.
At the same time, the corner of his eye swept around, and he couldn't help but feel surprised. There were no less than a hundred people sitting or standing around him. Among these people, there were young people, old people, and teenagers. It seemed that there were many people in the family.
The elite seem to have arrived
Although these people did not release their breath deliberately, Pu Yi, who was keen, could still detect the power hidden in their bodies. They were all strong!
While Pu Yi was secretly paying attention to these people, they were also secretly investigating Pu Yi's performance. Seeing Pu Yi's indifferent face, they were not in the least bit intimidated by their aura, and they also showed a trace of
surprised
After all, their aura is very strong, and they can still remain calm in the face of their comments. This state of mind is something that few people in their family can achieve.
However, in their eyes, there were still expressions of confusion, confusion, surprise, etc. Obviously, these people did not know who Pu Yi was. It seemed that Pu Xing had not told them Pu Yi's identity yet.
After just a glance, Pu Yi withdrew his gaze and looked at Pu Xing, who was sitting in the middle of the main seat, with a smile.
At this moment, Huan'er had left Pu Yi, walked to Pu Xing, and sat on the lower side of Pu Xing's right hand. At this moment, Huan'er's face returned to its original cold expression.
"Ahem, Pu Yi, come on, come and sit here!" Seeing Pu Yi, Pu Xing's face showed a touch of peace. He pointed to the seat on the lower left side of his own and greeted Pu Yi.
"Uh~" Pu Yi heard Pu Xing's words and responded casually. He didn't think too much and was about to step forward. Suddenly, at this moment, someone next to him spoke.
"Clan leader, who is he? Why do you want him to sit in that position?"
The speaker is a middle-aged man. This man is sitting in the first position on the left below. Obviously, his status in the family is not low.
In a cultivating family with a strict hierarchy like the Pu family, a seat can reflect a person's identity.
"Yes, who is he? How can an outsider sit in such a high position as our Pu family?"
"that is!"
Following the words of this middle-aged man, the people around him suddenly started to bustle. Obviously, they did not understand Puxing's actions.
However, I don’t blame them, even if it were someone else, they would be very unhappy! For a young junior to have a higher status than them, this is a shameless thing.
Of course, if you are a descendant of a talented evildoer or have a special status, it is understandable that you sit in such a high position. For example, Huan'er, as the saint of the family, sits in such a high position, these people have no objection. But you want to let a person who does not
The young fool they know is sitting above them, so where is their dignity?
Pu stopped for a moment, still with a faint smile on his face. He didn't say anything, as if it had nothing to do with him. He stood there quietly. He knew that he had just arrived and had no right to interrupt.
But Pu Xing couldn't help but frown, and then his next words made everyone shut up, "He is my eldest brother Pu Tian's child, Pu Yi!"
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, hitting everyone's hearts hard. At this moment, their faces were full of shock, and their eyes stared at Pu Yi in surprise and turned back and forth.
Putian, that is a legendary figure of the Pu family, his deeds are known to almost all the clan members!
boom!
After a brief silence, the scene completely exploded
"He is the young master?"
"Is he really the son of Patriarch Putian?"
"It looks like, it really looks like!"
Pu Xing did not speak. He looked at the excitement of everyone and just nodded slightly. Then he looked up at Pu Yi and was about to ask Pu Yi to sit down again. But at this moment, a lunar calendar voice came.
It made his brows frown deeply again.
"He is the young master? Isn't it rumored that the young master died sixteen years ago? You say he is the young master, what evidence is there?" Looking over, the speaker was still the middle-aged man from before.
At that moment, he looked at Pu Yi, with a subtle murderous intention deep in his eyes!