Han Litian laughed and mad, walking down step by step from the main position, and rubbing from Chen Fan with Han Qiaoting. Neither of them looked at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan Fengjiu stood respectfully. The two walked in front of the emperor's bow. Han Li Tianli sank and raised the heavy bow from the shelf.
"Good bow, really a good bow."
Han Litian smiled wildly, pulling the bow, above the bow string, and made a "crunching". The sound of molaring teeth, Han Litian seemed a little struggling, but it was still satisfied.
The queen bow was held in his hands, and he was supporting him.
Han Litian has some gestures.
"Congratulations to Han Lord, get this treasure." Ouyang held the wine glass late, stood up, and said with a smile on his face.
Other people laughed early. "Half a year ago, there were auspiciousness in the southeast of the giant Liu Gu Dynasty. For a century, I waited for me to know that I was a blessed person. It seems that this big opportunity is destined to want
Falling on the hands of His Holiness, this is not, God -4 treasures are here. "
"Yeah, the world's Qibao has a virtue, and even the heavens understand it."
"Congratulations to Han's ancestor!"
"..."
These people, you said in a word, saying that he was happy, and Han Litian, who was compliment, had some fluttering, holding the bow in his hands, and his face was very satisfied with the hard work. He had always thought of
Chen Fan on the side.
"Chen Fan." Han Li Tian coughed deliberately, pretending to be very embarrassed, "You really want to cut love?"
"I won't pass it out, saying that my Han Litian fought to deceive people and forcibly win people's love?"
Han Litian touched the beard, a strange road of yin and yang.
Those monks around them were slandered one by one, and they also lost this Han Litian. They were cheap and sold well. They both wanted to eat this bite of treasure bow and did not want to get an infamous name.
What a good thing is to occupy.
Those people on Gushan even squeezed their fists one by one, and were indignant for Chen Fan.
This Han Litian is too much.
"The Taoist is the treasure of the world, and the virtues live, and the younger strength is shallow. This treasure has no use in hand."
"Shang Cang just borrowed my hands, and the emperor's bow was still with the Korean His Holiness."
Chen Fan bowed his head.
"Hahaha, okay!" Han Litian patted Chen Fan's shoulder heavy, his face was full of arms, and he saw that he was really satisfied. Chen Fan brought him too much surprise today.
A bite of a tongue is delivered by himself, which is still his long -awaited path.
"I announced that since then, Chen Fan is the righteous son of me Han!" Han Litian said loudly, glanced around.
The people in the audience were silent.
"Chen Fan, come, you stand behind me." Han Litian smiled and pulled Chen Fan, until behind him, let Chen Fan hold his life wine.
He left and right.
"Don't sit stupidly, drink alcohol." Han Litian smiled.
These people under the stage looked at each other, until this time, it would be considered as a low head, drinking alcohol, drinking, eating vegetables.
Chen Fan stood behind Han Litian's back, and always smiled like that on his face. No one could see what Chen Fan's face was, and his heart was even more happy.
Chen Fan's eyes looked out of the hall. The night was deep, and he was quiet, and the night was mottled.
I won.
Chen Fan said so slowly. Daughter, look at it, your father will do everything for you.
Chen Fan has been holding wine, standing behind Han Li Tian, ​​respectfully, no one can jump out of Chen Fan's body, not.
In the audience, Liu Shengzi looked at Chen Fan's appearance and sighed, shook his head, and said softly to Murongnan on the side, "Unfortunately, Chen Fan changed, what kind of scenery he used to be, now he, he
But it turned like this. "
After shaking his head, Liu Shengzi's face had become cold.
"Who said no?" From the table, he picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth. Murongnan's cold way. He hadn't looked at people like Chen Fan in his heart.
Today, Han Mountain is up and down, and the guests come to the DPRK. Anyone who can reach this is all right and noble. Chen Fan's move at the banquet today shocked them. There was nothing to say.
Chen Fan seemed to be living for life, and he would do everything.
In the prosperous and lively scene in the hall, Chen Fan only looked at his eyes silently, from beginning to end, with a smile with a smile, but his heart was cold.
There are sometimes fascinating and erratic eyes, looking at the night scene outside the hall.
The appearance in the hall and Chen Fan's heart form a sharp contrast.
"Chen Fan." Suddenly, Han Litian looked back and looked at Chen Fan with a smile, holding a cup of tea cup in his hand, "Your daughter died in the hands of my child Hanqiao Pavilion. What do you think of this? Is it your heart, really
Is there no trace of resentment? "
Chen Fan raised it, glanced at Gu Mitian in the distance, and Gu Mitian's eyes had a touch of worry. Chen Fan smiled softly.
"I also killed Han Qingzhu."
Han Litian smiled and didn't say anything. He went to Chen Fan's suspicion and patted Chen Fan's shoulder. "The children are not enough, but young people, you are the real future."
"In the future, you worship under my door, and I will try my best to cultivate you. One day, you will not know that you inherit my position."
Looking at Han Litian's "sincerity 'eyes, Chen Fan couldn't even distinguish whether Han Litian really drank too much, showing a trace of sincerity.
Facing this heroic look and the words from the heart, Chen Fan just lowered his head silently, "Thank you for your father."
Han Litian already had seven drunk states. He drinks too much today, and the whole person has some drunk.
"promise."
"..."
A banquet, scattered and scattered, the guests are full of joy. Today, the power of Han Li Tian has reached the pinnacle of people in the ancient giant Liu ancient dynasty, unprecedentedly hot.
When the banquet was scattered, the cup was messy on the table, Gu Mo Tian's prosecution retired, and Chen Fan also retired.
Until everyone left, the froze eyes looked at Han Litian outside the hall, and the drunkenness on his face gradually dissipated, and the person slowly sat down.
In the eyes, from the drunken state to a trace of Qingming, "Bridge Pavilion, what do you think of Chen Fan's performance today?"
He bowed his head and looked at the royal bow in his hand, and fell into silence.
Seeing his eyes flickering, it was clear that Chen Fan's attitude was not allowed today.
"Hey, but just wanting to live." Han Qiaoting said disdain, "He even handed over the last killer and meteorite bow. Even if he had any disgust, what's the use?"