What was even more surprising than Zhang Shanfeng was Ai Ruicong, Jin Yanzi, Yan Ruyu and others who were very close to the stage.

They were not only stunned by Murong Xiao's beauty, but also by her familiar eyes.

Especially Ari Cong, he simply stood up and walked forward like a magic barrier.

A name was whispered in his mouth: "Master...... Is it a teacher?"

"What are you wet, what are you wet? Are you persimmons watching too many island movies? Demon barrier, are you? This is our Tianshan beauty, Murong Xiaoxiao!" said the son of the Wu family, who was standing not far from Ai Ruicong, with a look of disdain.

Then he deliberately took a few steps faster than Ai Ruicong, and deliberately bumped into him when he passed by him, and then pretended to be very familiar with Murong Xiaoxiao, and jumped on the stage with his hands outstretched, wanting to shake hands with Murong Xiaoxiao.

Murong Xiaoxiao's veiled little face was looking up slightly and looking at Zhang Shanfeng intently, almost not noticing Wu Zhongfu's arrival, but Duan Jiu'er reacted quickly, and she took the first step in front of Murong Xiaoxiao.

separated Wu Zhongfu and Murong Xiaoxiao.

Wu Zhongfu's hands that had nowhere to put were just in front of Duan Jiu'er's bumpy and delicate body.

"What is Wu Gongzi doing? If I'm not mistaken, you can't defend the ring today, and you won't be able to challenge, let alone shaking hands with Miss Murong, you don't even have the capital to talk to her, right?" Duan Jiu'er reminded unceremoniously.

"Boss Duan...... We are also old customers of Xianmanlou, and we have not patronized our business in Xianmanlou in the past few months, don't cross the river and tear down the bridge, it is too ruthless to do so!" Wu Zhongfu said with a grim face.

"Wu Gongzi, since you are a frequent visitor, you should also understand the rules of our Xianmanlou, right?

"How many bills have Wu Gongzi taken his friends to eat in the past few months?"

"In order to save face for the son, what I Duan Jiu'er did is reasonable, right?" Duan Jiu'er deliberately said close to Wu Zhongfu when he said these two sentences. It can also be said that it saved him enough face.

The unique aroma and sultry aura on her body made Wu Zhongfu's brain blank, and his saliva was about to flow out.

He listened obediently, his big head lit vigorously, and he didn't dare to make trouble unreasonably.

When Wu Zhongfu obediently walked off the stage, Zhang Shanfeng was still hanging on the lamp stand on the ceiling!

Murong Xiaoxiao saw that Zhang Shanfeng's song had also come to an end, so he beckoned to him and motioned for him to come over.

At this moment, Zhang Shanfeng felt that the voice of the jade dragon flute in his arms was higher again.

Everyone was looking at Murong Xiaoxiao, but Murong Xiaoxiao only looked at Zhang Shanfeng alone.

Originally, I intended to get close to Murong Xiaoxiao, and the opportunity to communicate with her and drink and talk was at my fingertips, but at this moment, I couldn't continue to stand here and deal with them if I was willing or not.

You have to take advantage of the chaos to leave quickly, find a place to talk to the jade dragon flute, and you must not lose the only chance of winning before the phoenix jade pendant is found!

Zhang Shanfeng intuitively analyzed, the people in the crowd who came with the phoenix jade pendant at this moment were 100% coming for themselves!

It's just that I don't understand, the blood-colored phoenix jade pendant has been taken away by them! Now what else is worth thinking about in their hands, why bother chasing after them all the way?

Trying to get close to themselves, what do they want to do?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Shanfeng didn't care what Murong Xiaoxiao thought, and he jumped down from the lampstand at once.

Then pretended to be in a hurry, posed as if he wanted to go to the toilet and was in a hurry, and then like a gust of wind, the person disappeared as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

Murong looked at the direction where Zhang Shanfeng disappeared in a daze, and couldn't react for a while.

Zhang Shanfeng's speed was too fast, so fast that it was amazing, as if he had never been here.

At the same time, Murong Xiaoxiao, a peerless beauty who has never been rejected by a man, has already smashed the five-flavor bottle in her heart, but she still pretends to be calm.

took the initiative to invite him to compete with him, but he didn't expect to be released in public, Murong Xiaoxiao was stunned for a while.

No one has ever dared to refuse her in front of Murong Xiaoxiao!

"It's really an honor for me to wait, and before we can decide the first place in the crown, Miss Murong has already come to us to watch us compete!" said the masked man against his expressionless face.

Judging from his body language, he was a little overwhelmed with joy because he could see Murong Xiaoxiao up close.

Compared with this, the thin man beside him who behaved strangely was obviously much calmer first.

His eyes were shining like he was looking for something.

Zhang Shanfeng is gone, and now everyone is looking at the two men standing on the stage competing for the first place, and the strange appearance of the two is just worthy of the term "crooked melon and cracked date".

Duan Jiu'er looked at the time, it was almost over, if it continued like this, there would be no way to carry out this Wenmo Conference!

So Duan Jiu'er immediately made a decision and said loudly: "This round is about to decide the last highlight of today, that is, the right to use the upstairs font number for one month!"

The vast majority of people here have long since lost their attention to the game.

The Wenmo competition, which was originally the main event, has now become the most boring part of the entertainment project in the eyes of everyone, and when everyone heard Duan Jiu'er announce the start of the competition, everyone even had sparse applause.

More people's attention is still on Murong Xiao's every move, so that she doesn't even dare to scratch her head easily.

Because any small action, if you are not careful, will detonate everyone's enthusiasm.

Just as Duan Jiu'er announced: "The competition ...... Begin!".

A black image was like a dark tear out of the dark night, swept from the outside, and jumped onto the stage.

"Look, it's that handsome Zhang Gongzi who is back!"

"I'll just say, who dares to release our Murong girl's pigeons?"

"This person is really, let Miss Murong wait for him here for two minutes!"

"Do you think that by being grandstanding, you can make Miss Murong treat her differently?"

"He must have been ashamed of himself just now, and went to the toilet to dress up in the mirror!"

Although the women all like Zhang Shanfeng, but there are still more men on the scene, they have long been jealous of Zhang Shanfeng, and now that they have seized the opportunity, they naturally try their best to belittle him.

However, what he didn't expect was that Zhang Shanfeng "flew back" to the stage with a handsome posture, but did not stay by Murong Xiaoxiao's side for a moment.

Instead, he took the ink-soaked brush, lifted his feet off the ground, rose into the air, and wrote poems on a blank scroll.

This series of handsome looks once again made the women feel excited.

Their cheers swept in again.