She looked at Yong Yesheng coldly, her arrogant arrogance and solemnity completely gone.
She is no match for the Five Swords Spiritual Master.
Even if we look at the Vampire Clan, only our ancestors can compete with them. The ancestors said that if the Vampire Clan wants to see the light of day again, eternal night life is the key. If they can win over them, they will get twice the result with half the effort. Even if they cannot become allies, it is best not to offend them.
Lan Wuxin calmed down her momentum, and the fangs on both sides of her mouth slowly shrank until they were no longer visible.
"Elder Lan, I'm afraid our ancestors don't want to see the scene of a military confrontation. Today's dinner is the first time in more than ten years that Master Qingyang will appear. Elder Lan, please share the noodles." Yong Yesheng said calmly.
He looks middle-aged forever, but he has a sense of elegance in his bones.
Faced with Lan Wuxin's violence, he chose to retain Lan Wuxin's comprehensiveness. As the lord of a city, in addition to being ruthless, he also had to be versatile.
"The city lord is too polite. Naturally, I won't be as knowledgeable as a villain. Of course, I have to remember things like accounts." Lan Wuxin turned to Qingge with sinister eyes, "Ye Qingge, unknown, today is for the city lord's sake."
, I will spare your life, but I will kill you two in the future."
Lan Wuxin's eyes flashed red, and his eyes looked like blood was flowing, which was horrifying and terrifying.
No one dared to look at him.
Such a pair of eyes.
Ye Jingjing raised her eyebrows and looked back with disdain, "Just you?"
Qingge glanced at Lan Wuxin, and then continued to discuss with Feng Qingyang the interesting things about Night Jingfeng's youth.
Lan Wuxin's harsh words were like a clown's last desperate struggle, so ridiculous.
Lan Wuxin's face was twisted, and her eyes became increasingly red.
A quarrel is harmless.
Yong Yesheng returned to his position. Grandpa looked at Yong Yesheng and said, "The city lord is really busy."
Yong Yesheng smiled and shook his head, "Children today are all young and energetic, and they are ready to kill people."
The grandfather smiled, suddenly suppressed his smile, and looked at Yan Yan with a serious face, "Later, go and tell Ye Qingge in person about canceling the war invitation."
What!
Yan Yan suddenly raised her head. She had just been punished by her grandfather and her face was very pale.
Hearing his grandfather's words, Yan Yan's eyes widened in disbelief.
Where did Grandpa put her pride and self-respect?
She was the one who made the call for battle, and she was the one who ran away from the battle. How do the wealthy young men in Luohua City discuss her?
If Grandpa went to tell her in person, Yan Yan would still be able to accept it if she showed an unwillingness.
But for some unknown reason, Grandpa suddenly changed his mind and asked her to tell her in person.
No.
Spilled water cannot be recovered.
Until the end, how could she know that she couldn't remove Ye Qingge's arm?
There was a hint of ferocity in Yan Yan's eyes.
Grandpa looked at Yan Yan and was very disappointed.
A man can bend and stretch, and a capable man should not fear being eliminated for a while.
Ye Qingge has reached this point and has gone through countless storms and ridicules. Why has Ye Qingge ever cared about those reputations?
Come to think of it, this is the difference between Yan Yan and Ye Qingge.
Grandpa sighed.
The Yan family paid a price and spent a lot of money, but it was difficult to cultivate a genius. It only built up their pride.
Other than that, it has no effect.
Grandpa's eyes were filled with disappointment.
The Yan family, which once stood at the top and was as glorious as the wind, is about to decline.
The failure of the younger generation and the squandering of the Yan family's wealth will eventually come to nothing.
Grandpa sighed deeply in his heart.
The mind is full but the strength is not enough.
She is old.
On the glazed stage, Hell stood tall and tall, standing on the stage looking at the people around him, waiting for the next challenger to draw the Changhong Sword.
The crystal frame shattered, and a guard came over, acting as a shelf, holding the Changhong Sword.
Although others wanted to give it a try, after the challenge from the three major aristocratic families and the Vampire Clan, Netherworld Island and the City Lord's Mansion had not taken action. Others did not dare to act rashly, for fear of stealing their spotlight.
At the Yan family table, Feng Qingyang laughed a few times and said to Qingge: "Girl, you don't know that so many interesting things happened to us back then. Your father was called the God of War by the world. He led the massacre army.
He is invincible in every battle. Wherever he goes, the people kneel down to worship and welcome him. If you were younger, your father went to the far north and encountered a high-level monster. After several rounds, he finally defeated it. However, your father didn't want to make a contract with the monster.
Instead, I wanted to roast the monster and eat it. The monster was so frightened that it ran away like crazy. From now on, it may have a shadow on humans..."
Feng Qingyang's smile was exaggerated, but his voice was pleasant, like spring water flowing slowly.
A smile appeared on Qingge's face.
That is her father, the God of War in the hearts of the people, and the hero of the Four-Star Continent.
In this life, Ye Jingfeng only owes Ye Qingtian.
Feng Qingyang added: "Don't think your father is so brave. You know what he is afraid of. He is afraid of cockroaches and mice. When a cockroach ran into the house, he was so scared that he shivered all night and asked your mother to hug him.
I won’t sleep until I’m awake.”
Mentioning Yan Bingtong, there was a hint of loneliness in Feng Qingyang's eyes.
Who wouldn't like such a good woman?
He, Ye Jingfeng, and Bei Yuehuang were friends for many years. They met Yan Bingtong at the same time and fell in love at first sight.
Yan Bingtong only loves Night Jingfeng.
Qingge was very surprised, and there was such a thing, Ye Jingfeng was actually afraid of cockroaches.
Qingge opened her mouth and laughed out loud.
Mo Xie turned to look at Qing Ge. At that moment, the spring was warm, the flowers were blooming, the years were quiet, and his eyes only fell on her.
Feng Qingyang told Qingge some interesting stories about Ye Jingfeng. Finally, Feng Qingyang looked at Ye Jingjing and said, "Unknown, why don't you try the Changhong Sword?"
"Changhong Sword? Not interested." Ye Jingjing said.
On the glass platform, the Changhong Sword trembled suddenly.
Under the gauze of the bamboo hat, Feng Qingyang's eyes were deep in thought.
Singing lightly and smiling.
Ye Jingjing loves sweets as before, and all the cakes she sat on were wiped out by Ye Jingjing.
"The Changhong Sword is very powerful, maybe it will be yours." Feng Qingyang continued to seduce.
Ye Jingjing looked back at the Changhong Sword and said, "Given it to me for free, I don't want it. It would be troublesome to keep it on me."
Changhong Sword trembled again.
Everyone was helpless.
They were so precious to the Changhong Sword, but she was so dismissive of it!
City Lord Yong Yesheng stood up with a smile, "Master Qingyang, this Changhong Sword is so rare, I want to see if I can open it with my power."
Feng Qingyang said: "City Lord, the choice of the owner of Changhong Sword is not based on strength, but on chance."
Next to Yong Yesheng, the grandfather asked: "Does the city lord really want the Changhong Sword?"
"I just want to try to see if the Changhong Sword is really that mysterious. Grandpa is overthinking it."
The eternal night passed through the sky and landed on the glass platform.
Yan Yu handed the Changhong Sword to it.
Everyone was surprised. The people sent by the three major families were all of the younger generation. It was too unfair for the city lord, the Five Swords Spiritual Master, to go into battle in person.
They believe that if the Five Swords Spiritual Master takes action and pulls out the Changhong Sword, wouldn't it be an easy matter?
The guests' faces were full of disappointment, and the excitement and excitement just now disappeared.
They have no chance.
The Changhong Sword belongs to the City Lord's Mansion.