While he was talking, a woman with a bewitching figure in a Chinese cheongsam had walked up one after another with a fine porcelain plate.

The porcelain plate is naturally filled with all kinds of delicacies, and the restaurant not only serves the dishes very quickly, not only the dishes are full of color and aroma, but even the women who serve the dishes are also of the highest quality.

However, at the moment, those present were not in the mood to appreciate.

Chang Shengtian, the master of Chang Tianmen, just glanced at the exquisite dishes on the table, and then snorted coldly: "If that old thing doesn't die, how can I have the power and status I have today, and how can I enjoy endless glory, wealth, and fine clothes and food?"

What he said was so natural that even Mao Shibai was stunned.

After a long time, Mao Eighteen's words popped out one by one between his teeth: "So, you deserve to die even more!"

Chang Shengtian suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, looking at him as if he had heard a big joke, he shook his head and said: "This delicacies of the mountains and seas, I guess you must not have tasted it in the past 20 years, junior brother, right?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly let out a long sigh, and then said: "You and my senior brother haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, why don't you sit down and have a meal first, after all, it's better to die than to starve to death, right?"

As the so-called enemy is very red when he meets, Mao Shibai can't wait to break his body into thousands of pieces, and where can he still have the appetite to eat again.

However, Tang Feng, who had been sitting upright next to him, suddenly said: "That's right, everyone eats first, and when you're full, you can go on the road!"

Chang Shengtian glanced at Tang Feng viciously, and said with a laugh: "It's still this little brother who has insight. ”

He laughed and flicked his long sleeves, and then sat down.

In his opinion, Tang Feng's so-called "full and good road" naturally cannot refer to himself, so of course, he is referring to Mao Eighteen.

Anyway, judging from what Elder Yin and Yang had learned when he came back, this junior disciple of his, who was now dying, was just a peak realm of opening the pulse.

As for him, although his talent is not as good as his junior brother, he has not been idle in the past twenty years, and now he seems to be in the Triple Pulse Venerable Realm.

This is already a sure thing, so he is not in a hurry, not at all.

Although Mao Shibai was in a hurry, he saw Tang Feng sitting there as steady as Mount Tai, and he had to be patient.

The cold wind suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere in the attic seemed to have eased suddenly.

No one spoke, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to see that this octagonal attic has a faint murderous aura invisibly.

And at this time, the most relaxed is the three members of the Chen family, as the so-called matter is not about themselves, and now they have made an appointment with the two parties according to Yi Bufan's requirements, as for what will happen next, it is none of their Chen family's business.

Yi Bufan suddenly laughed and waved his hand: "Come on, this place is a beautiful scene, and there are such beautiful people, why should we make such a big deal about the scenery, let's all raise a glass." ”

When he spoke, his eyes were on Zhuge Furong who was close to Tang Feng, but Zhuge Furong didn't look at him at all.

Seeing this, a trace of killing intent suddenly flashed in the depths of Yi Bufan's eyes, and his gaze also swept towards Tang Feng.

Tang Feng didn't bother to look at him, in fact, since the other party went upstairs, he didn't look at anyone, he squinted slightly, just looking at the clear and vast lake below.

Naturally, all the people of the Chen family should raise their glasses, after all, they can't help but listen to Yi Bufan's words.

It was at this time that the middle-aged man who was wearing an apricot yellow robe and was also the current master of Changtianmen suddenly stood up with a cup and faced Tang Feng.

"The contemptible person is nothing more than the current master of Changtian Gate, I heard that Your Excellency's young hero is a contemporary Junjie, even my two Yin Yang Senior Brothers, they are full of praise for Your Excellency!"

Chang Wuyi said this, raised the wine glass at Tang Feng with both hands, and said, "This glass of wine is specially for my two Yin Yang Senior Brothers!"

In fact, although his words were open, his tone was extremely harsh, and anyone could hear the provocative meaning of his words.

Tang Feng naturally couldn't hear it, but he still squinted slightly and looked ahead, and didn't even bother to turn his head to look at him, but suddenly sighed: "In my life, I will never drink two kinds of toasts." ”

Chang Wuyi said without smiling: "Which two?"

Tang Feng still didn't turn his head and said, "One is the wine toasted by the great traitor, and the other is the wine toasted by the dog." ”

Speaking of this, he added, "Of course you are not in either case. ”

Chang couldn't help but smile, looking at his interesting expression, he seemed to be quite interested in the young man in front of him.

He smiled and asked, "So, did you drink this wine?"

Tang Feng shook his head slightly: "Don't drink it, do you know why you don't drink it?"

Of course, Chang Wuyi couldn't have known, and he didn't speak, but his face sank.

Tang Feng still said casually: "It's just because you're not as good as a dog!"

If you don't drink the wine that the dog toasts, the wine that even the dog is not as good as the people's toast, of course you may drink it.

Chang Wuyi originally wanted to retain some self-cultivation, but when he heard these words, he was as angry as a volcano erupting.

He slapped his big hand on the table, and shouted angrily: "What kind of dog are you, the master of this sect originally wanted to do his best to be a landlord, but I didn't expect you kid to be so ignorant!"

Tang Feng still didn't turn his head, only said lightly: "You didn't participate in that incident twenty years ago, so why rush out to die." ”

"I think it's you who died!"

Before your words fell, his people had already rushed out, soaring like a lion fighting a rabbit, sticking out his claws and taking Tang Feng's throat on the opposite side.

Tang Feng still sat there without moving, and still didn't look back, he was still smoking, looking at him, it seemed that his butt had taken root with the chair.

Seeing that the other party's claws were about to be caught, Tang Feng moved, to be exact, his mouth moved.

He suddenly let out a long breath, and the smoke that was originally in his mouth immediately rushed out, like a sharp sword, and with a whoosh, rushed towards the opponent's palm.

Chang Wu snorted coldly with disdain, but the next moment his complexion changed greatly.

Because he suddenly found that the smoke that came out of the other party's mouth was harder and sharper than a sharp sword, and the momentum was even more violent.

At this time, it was obviously too late for him to stop, not to mention that the smoke that was shooting out was faster than him.

Suddenly, there was a scream, and Chang Wu's palm was immediately pierced, and drops of blood, like plum blossoms, were scattered on the marble tabletop.

After the blood was spilled, his man slammed and fell to the ground.

The scene suddenly fell silent, deathly silent, everyone's eyes widened, gasping for breath, and a look of horror appeared on their faces.

The Supreme Elder of Chang Tianmen, who had been silent, suddenly turned his head to stare at Tang Feng, and his eyes appeared solemn.

(End of chapter)