Everyone seemed to be aware of Duanmu's sudden attack, or rather expected it

Leng Zitian hugged Ye Yimu and flew to the side in an instant, and then glanced at Ye Yimu dotingly, and after confirming that she was unharmed, he held her hand and sat leisurely on the chair next to him

Lin Wanru also escaped from the scene of the accident safely under the protection of Ye Feng, and there was no damage on her body, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart

"Madam, are you not injured?" Ye Feng asked Lin Wanru beside him with a heartfelt and concerned question

Lin Wanru's gaze fell on Ye Yimu on the opposite side, and he felt a little relieved when he saw that Ye Yimu was intact with Leng Zitian's protection. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Only then did he ease his uneasy mind and said to Ye Feng with a faint smile

"I'm fine, don't worry, sir. ”

The little white face flashed to the side alone, muttering and looking at these two pairs of guys with the opposite sex and inhumanity with disgust, and no one heard what he was muttering. With Leng Zitian present, of course he couldn't really say it

Just kidding, it's okay to say it? Isn't that asking for trouble, and having nothing to do to find a smoke?

The dining table and the food on the table were shattered under Duanmu's attack, and the broken tables and plates in the center of the hall were scattered all over the ground...

"Don't do it if you don't win, don't you see others eating? ”

There was no way to squeeze the little white face of the two demons, so he had to target Duanmu again, but the last few words accentuated his tone

"Don't talk nonsense, let's die, this time it's not as good as last time. ”

Duanmu said hatefully, and at the same time once again mobilized his strength to attack Situ Tomorrow

"It just so happens that my son also wants to find you to settle the account last time. Although I didn't face you last time. But Situ Mingyue's account was recovered by his younger brother

The little white face's voice is still chic, but I feel that the words are not leisurely

After finishing speaking, Situ Ming disappeared from the spot at a very fast speed, flashed past Ye Feng and them at a very fast speed, and finally appeared in front of Duanmu, converging his qi in his palm, concentrating his strength in the palm of his hand, and slashing towards Duanmu with one palm...

Duanmu is also worthy of being the killer picked out by Baili Wushuang, and at the moment when Situ Ming's palm was chopped off, he quickly reacted and fought back

When their palms touched, the power of repulsion emanated was terrifyingly powerful, and all the beings around the two of them were bounced out

Situ Tomorrow and Duanmu have been fighting back and forth, both sides are strong, they don't give in to each other and never dodge, for the sake of grievances and the dignity of men

Soon, both unleashed a powerful force that forced the two to bounce out in opposite directions

"Yes, little white face. It's very handsome. ”

Ye Yimu praised it from the bottom of his heart, in Ye Yimu's memory, the only time he saw Situ make a move tomorrow was when he was in Baita Temple

At that time, how could the shrimp soldiers and crab generals make Ye Yimu see the ability of the little white face in the true sense?

Therefore, Ye Yimu is about to forget that Situ is also Leng Zitian's right and left hand tomorrow, and he is also a bull-breaking character. After all, Ye Yimu's way of getting along with Xiaobaimian is very special, isn't it?

The little white face who was bounced away by the power of the two people who collided and repelled heard Ye Yimu's praise, and his heart instantly relaxed, as if he had a little more strength

"That's when..."The little white face with a smug look was about to show off to Ye Yimu, but he didn't continue for most of the time

"Too slow. Too many words. At this time, Leng Zitian put down the teacup without tasting the taste

There was still a little childlike willfulness in the tone, but there was an extra emotion

It's a little sour, a little unhappy, and a little depressed

[Speaking of which, the editor must interject a sentence: Is there a lot of words? When the little white face just squeezed Duanmu, the words were coherent and the sentences were smooth and could be revised into documents, and I didn't see the prince, your old man, the suspect has a lot of words]

"Zitian, you are the most handsome. ”

Ye Yimu seemed to be in a good mood, looking at Leng Zitian's childlike willfulness, she said with a smile, and then took a sip on Leng Zitian's face, and finally continued to cheer for Xiao Bai's face as if nothing happened

Well, in fact, Ye Yimu didn't notice Leng Zitian's helplessness at this time, let alone the dazedness of the little white face

She just did it naturally and subconsciously, probably because she was in a comfortable and happy state from beginning to end, so she didn't notice any difference between the two at this time

"Yes," the little white face whispered to add the unfinished words just now

How can this feeling be a little bitter?

Situ was a little sad tomorrow, and a touch of loss appeared in his eyes, and then disappeared...