"Why is it so slow, the tea you brewed can't be cold, right?"

When Long Hongyu walked to the small wine table, Su Fan said coldly: "I'll tell you, I won't drink cold tea!"

The conversation between Long Hongyu and Long Qianyuan just now, Su Fan also heard it clearly.

His spiritual power radiates in all directions, and no whispers or transmissions from anyone in the venue can escape his perception.

When he knew that Long Hongyu was here to assassinate himself this time, Su Fan naturally wouldn't give the other party any good looks.

"The master of the Su League said with a smile, the tea leaves of our Longshen Mountain are all taken from the tea garden planted by themselves at the foot of the mountain, and supplemented by the holy water of the spiritual pool, which has the effect of nourishing the soul and nourishing the body, don't say that this tea is originally hot, even if the temperature drops some, this tea is still fresh and sweet!"

Long Hongyu said with a smile, but no matter how she looked at it, her smile was fake.

Compared with the sincere smile when she entertained Su Fan before, Su Fan was really disgusted.

"Come, Master Su League, let the slave family toast you with a cup of tea, presumably you will definitely not refuse the slave family this time, right?"

Long Hongyu picked up an empty cup, and wanted to pour tea for Su Fan while carrying the teapot, but she didn't want Su Fan to directly stretch out her hand and snatch the teapot whole.

"Su League, you ...... it"

Long Hongyu was stunned, and her heart suddenly became nervous.

"It just so happens that I'm thirsty, and I can't quench my thirst just by eating these fruits!"

The corners of Su Fan's mouth hooked slightly, and he directly held the spout, and when he looked up, he poured a small half pot of tea into his stomach.

The tea is in the stomach, warm, Long Hongyu is not wrong about one thing, this tea is really delicious.

"Master Su, the banquet hasn't started yet, don't finish drinking this tea!"

Long Hongyu was startled, she thought that it would be difficult for her to persuade Su Fan to drink this tea.

Who would have thought that the other party would take the initiative to pick up the whole pot of tea and pour it into his stomach.

Long Hongyu was shocked, although she felt that she was a little sorry for Su Fan, but since the other party had already drunk the tea, it had nothing to do with her, who said that Su Fan took the initiative?

Afterwards, she just pretended not to know!

And this is obviously self-deception, Long Hongyu can pretend not to know.

But she had forgotten that at least the soul-searching method would allow her to tell the truth.

"What if I finish it?"

Su Fan glanced at Long Hongyu and took another sip of tea: "You Longshen Mountain are wealthy, it is impossible for you to even make a pot of tea, right?

"Oh, I'm sorry, Master Su League, it's the slave family who lost his word!"

Long Hongyu's heart jumped, she only paid attention to Su Fan's tea, and almost didn't grasp her mentality, so she quickly changed her tone and smiled: "Su Meng's master, even if you drink tea casually, our Longshen Mountain will definitely take care of it for you!"

"Cut!"

Su Fan looked disdainful, and after knowing Long Hongyu's intentions, he didn't want to deal with the other party anymore this time.

Long Hongyu saw that Su Fan was only concerned about drinking tea, and she didn't dare to answer casually, for fear of arousing the other party's suspicion.

"Ling'er, this poison is so poisonous!"

Su Fan sent a message to Wu Ling'er from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, Su Fan already felt that the holy power in his body was like stagnant water that could not be dispatched.

And that's just the initial state after the virulence has spread.

When it was time to be completely poisoned, all the power in Su Fan's body would instantly dissipate and could not be recondensed.

"Hehe, master, your destructive power is born to be the nemesis of xenomorph energy!"

Wu Ling'er laughed softly: "This little discouragement is not your opponent of destructive power at all!"

The discouragement in Wu Ling'er's mouth refers to the poison in the tea.

This poison is god-level, and if there is no corresponding antidote, the poisoner can generally only wait for the poison to subside before regaining strength.

"Of course I know this, I just didn't expect those three guys to find such a powerful poison in order to deal with me, it's really hard for them!"

Su Fan pursed his lips, and the destructive power in his body moved as he wished, instantly shattering and devouring most of the poisonous power.

"Master, you guessed wrong, they didn't just want to deal with you, in fact, many of the drinks at this banquet were poisoned by them!" Wu Ling'er said with a grin.

"They're going to assassinate everyone?"

Su Fan was shocked and said, "Good girl, what a big stroke!"

It seems that the purpose of Long Qianyuan and the others this time is not simple, they may have a bigger intention in addition to plotting the throne!

"Master, I also found something interesting!"

At this time, Wu Ling'er continued: "There are several Holy Land forces whose drinks have not been poisoned, I think these Holy Land forces should have colluded with those two bad old men of the Long Family!"

"Oh, there are other Holy Land forces involved?"

Su Fan's eyes lit up: "What a big game of chess, Long Jingtao and the others won't be thinking about selling some of the benefits of Longshen Mountain to those holy land forces, right?"

"The Holy Lord has arrived in the night!"

Just as Su Fan was thinking, the ceremonial officials outside suddenly shouted.

What the?

Is Night Flying coming?

When everyone in the venue heard this, they all turned their heads to look outside the venue, and some even stood up and looked at the past.

Su Fan didn't get up, because he had already sensed that Ye Feiyang was coming.

At the same time, Su Fan also noticed that Ye Feiyang's body vaguely revealed a breath that made him feel palpitations.

Invincible sword intent!

No, to be precise, it should be invincible martial intent!

Su Fan was secretly frightened, Ye Feiyang really understood part of the true meaning of the invincible sword intent from the sword transmission platform!

Moreover, Ye Feiyang also integrated this invincible will into the martial arts.

Such a terrifying talent, among the monks Su Fan has seen, can at least rank in the top five!

Ye Feiyang came with Li Yin'er, and there were only the two of them.

Since the Soul Heaven Continent was captured by the Nether Sect, although the Holy City has entered the secret realm of the Xudu Sect, it has also suffered heavy losses.

Many of the residents of the Holy City were forced to relocate, and even worse, their families were destroyed, and the city that was once the richest city on the Soul Heaven Continent has become no different from the ruins and wreckage.

And as the Holy Lord, Ye Feiyang can no longer show any great pomp, and only Li Yin'er is by his side when he travels.

"Look! it's the Dragon Emperor!"

At this time, a voice in the crowd screamed.

Everyone was in an uproar and looked at the door of the Golden Palace.

I saw Long Ningyue, who was wearing a golden dragon robe, walking down the stairs with a group of dragon family elders, and slowly greeted Ye Feiyang.

Seeing this situation, everyone was amazed, and some people who were idle and had nothing to do, such as Qi Yong and others, even boasted that they were still flying at night and had cards on their faces, and they could be personally received by the Dragon Emperor.