It's not the same.

Hall of the Kings.

It seems that since here and then, it hasn't been the same, it's not cold, the big guys, the big guys who can sit here are the big guys.

And whoever is a big man must have the world in his heart.

Although they may slap the table and smash the bench in anger for a moment, when the smile rises, they will surely smile like a good person.

Grin.

The smile belies too many traces of anger.

"Hehe~~!"

The people sitting there talked happily with each other, whether it was Shen Yizhao, whose thousand-year-old family foundation had been trampled into powder, or Chengtai, who was in danger of the National Temple, they all drank and talked happily.

"Hehe~~!"

Whose power is it?

What did he say about 'so and that', which made this group of big people who originally looked cold show their faces.

Could it be that the 'so' in his mouth can solve the current predicament of the city wind?

Could it be that the 'like this' in his mouth can make the ruins of the Shen family's Golden Rong City reborn and shine brightly?

"Hey~~!"

The wind passes through it, people laugh in it, people want to contain beautiful fantasies, they are big people, there must be many methods, their hearts must be wide, and if they become ruins, then let it become ruins, the thousand-year-old foundation is ruined, and I should be in a layer of thousand-year-old foundation, and it will be more prosperous.

"Hahaha~~!"

Laugh.

The seated laughs, is there only the sitting person here?

Waiter.

How could the big men not have attendants, but there was one behind Cheng Tai, his expression seemed to be a little trance, his breathing was still a little disordered, and he seemed to be a little frightened.

"Hehe~~!"

Smiling, the eyes of the big man swept over his face.

They kept the demeanor of a big man and did not speak, and continued to drink and talk with those who were seated.

"Report~~!"

Bang.

There was a sound outside the door, softly.

But it was this soft voice that really made the joyful face fall directly into the ice, the wine raised to his mouth paused, the smile floating on his face froze, and the words froze to his mouth.

False.

If you want to be a big person, you must learn to force a smile in the first lesson.

There is no doubt that the few people who can sit here have succeeded in doing so, but now, it is really troublesome, and the cheeks that should have been confident and light as a breeze are still a little numb.

The colors, of course, were interrupted by the sound outside the door.

They must have thought of it.

The attendant outside the door said again: "Your Majesty, General Han Xian of the Yue Kingdom has arrived with Que Rong Shoufu." ”

Sure enough, it was them, and the color on the tread was so cold.

"Whew~~!"

The cold wind blows.

A cold wind burst out of this warm place, and the slightest chill in it couldn't help but squint Shen Yizhao's eyes slightly, and in Chengtai's eyes, a trace of anger flashed, and he subconsciously glanced at the waiter behind him.

"Hmph~!"

Snort coldly.

But everyone came, even if Cheng Taigui was the emperor, he was already past the age of being willful, so he stabilized his mind and immediately shouted: "Let them in." ”

"Whew~!"

After Chengtai finished speaking, Ya Jueli immediately stood up, straightened his clothes and took a deep breath, his expression was as solemn as welcoming distinguished guests.

"Squeak~!"

Huamen opens.

"Whew~~!"

The wind passes, and the cold front passes.

The real wind immediately filled the huge space of the lobby, but there was a pair of eyes that was really cold, and he swept it, gloomy swept over every face in the hall, and did not let go of one who was sitting and standing.

"Hehe~!"

Laughed.

Smiling, Han Xiantong walked slowly to the hall with Rong Ruo's footsteps.

"Hehe~~!"

Seeing this, Ya Jueli smiled brightly and kindly, and hugged his fists to greet him, the color on his face was really full of saying that he hated to see Han Xian late, and his face was full of joy like the uncle next door.

Greet.

"Little friend, don't come.. None...."

I'm not done yet.

"Whew~~!"

But it was indeed Han Xian's shoulder with a smile on his face, he smiled and clenched his fists, and walked directly past him with a smile.

"Whew~~!"

The cold wind blows, and the smile on the face of the arrow can't hold back the embarrassment.

Rong Ruo stopped in the middle of the field, but Han Xian did not stop at his feet, and walked towards Chengtai.

A smile, Han Xian.

"Hehe~!"

So Han Xian smiled naturally.

One face wanted to laugh very much, Cheng Tai, but in the end he still didn't laugh, he had no choice but to show a cold color, his eyes stared at Han Xian like a wolf.

hateful, and wanted to make him laugh, Chengtai did not brazenly kill Han Xian and his subordinates, and he had already shown a lot of content.

"Whew~!"

The wind blows the smiling face and walks around.

It was only three steps away from Chengtai, but Han Xian still didn't stop, his feet were steady and steady, but a pair of eyes had already moved away from Chengtai's face and fell on the attendant beside him.

"Hehe~!"

Laughing.

Han Xian looked at the attendant with a stunned smile on his face, and kept walking in his smile, and the corner actually went directly around Chengtai's table and walked in front of the attendant.

"Hehe~!"

Laughing and being on the same line with the emperor.

Han Xian smiled and whispered, "We seem to have met somewhere." ”

"Whew~!"

"Huhu~~!"

It's not the wind, there won't be so many unfamiliar winds in this imperial hall, this is the scorching cold breath in Chengtai's mouth in resentment, he clenched his fists, he is His Majesty the Emperor of the Wind Country, and he is even more powerful in the monarch's realm, but what about Han Xian, he is indeed not particular about etiquette and humility at all, he does not pay attention to all the honorable guests first, and actually runs to his side with a lowly waiter, talking about friendship.

No quality.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Han Xian's body, and they couldn't help but have the boss's question on their foreheads.

"Hehe~!"

I continued to laugh, laughing, doing my own thing, but the waiter's eyes in front of me seemed to be a little afraid to look at my smile.

He dodged.

Under his gaze, his body wanted to hide even more, but in the end, he could only stand here and couldn't go anywhere.

"Huh~!"

The waiter gritted his teeth in his mouth, forced a smile on his face, and his eyes converged on his face, and he finally looked at himself.

"Ah, you glared at me, you dared to stare at me. ”

Variation.

Variation.

The change in the expression on Han Xian's face was as impermanent as a dog's face, just now he was still full of laughter, but when the waiter smiled and fell on his face, this face was already turned upside down.

Staring.

The eyes are bulging, and the fierce look is vicious.

"Uh~!"

Suddenly, the waiter's expression froze, and his face was full of horror.

"Huhu~~!"

It was still the sound of breathing, the breathing of Chengtai in front of the table, and the cold breath in his mouth was like a broken bellows, and the cold front poured out more than once.

Endure?

Han Xiandu is so bullied, if he is enduring it, it will be a weak joke in the world.

Fist.

Slamming the table with all his might.

"Bang~!"

"Hiss~~!"

The sound of smashing the table was loud, but it was so dull that it was much dimmer compared to the brightly colored sound.

Frightened eyes.

Lightless eyes.

I can't imagine that the fierce god will be so close at this moment, almost veneer, and all this unexpectedness is not given by the close face in front of him.

In the abdomen.

Han Xian held the demon knife in his hand and directly pierced his abdomen and intestines.

With a grim face, the fierce god of death sneered, and he put himself in the ear of this waiter, whispering so low that everyone could hear the voice, "I said you couldn't leave." ”

"Hey~!"

Sneered at the Grim Reaper's words: "Remember, it was Han Xian who killed you." ”

"Poof.....!"

Huatang's blood is flying, so bewitching, the demon knife comes out, the blood in the waiter's mouth is surging, flying five steps away, life is dead, soul is scattered, how can the body stand, top-heavy and directly planted on the table of Chengtai.

"Bang~~!"

This sound is not boring.

The echo was sparse and not monotonous, blood was spilled, and the waiter's blood fell unwillingly along the table.

"Whew~~!"

fell on the table, and died in front of Chengtai's eyes, which is equivalent to a naked slap in the face, as a powerful monarch, how can he endure it, his eyes are staring at the wind.

"Hehe~~!"

However, Han Xian didn't seem to notice it, and he really turned around and walked towards Ya Jueli with a smile on his face.

Lao Yuan clenched his fists and said with a kind and respectful face: "We are very familiar with this gentleman, it seems that we have seen it somewhere, the boy is polite." ”

What to say?

Twice.

This place has been familiar with each other twice.

And just now, the person who was fortunate enough to receive the honor of 'face familiarity' had already collapsed on the table and was cold, so now that he was making such words, did Han first want to seek the life of the arrow?

His face has really been seen.

His family,' Ya. ’

Any person will be familiar with him, and if anyone appears in front of his eyes, the demon knife can't help but throb, and he can't help but want to kill him on the spot.

So what now?

Kill the Ya Calendar?

"Whew~!"

Behind him, Han Xian's eyes were staring at him, but Chengtai behind him still couldn't hold back, and was already making a bold move for his old face.

The wind is strong.

Requires.

The swirling hell wind was intended for Han Xian's life.

But Han Xian, who was laughing, didn't care about it, Taishan collapsed in front of him, and he didn't change his face when he was about to bury himself.

"Hehe~!"

Seeing such an acquaintance's face, Ya Jueli also smiled, he smiled and hugged his fists and bowed slightly, and said: "Han Xiaoyou, this is our first time meeting, but I have been friends with you for a long time. ”

"Whew~!"

Ya Jueli hugged his fists and made a move, and the black Hua moved under his feet, and the diameter broke through Han Xian's soul Qingfeng in the back to meet Chengtai, blocking it, black dyeing blue, and dissipating.

But at this moment, Ya Jueli's smiling face was indeed protruding from iron blue, and it was suddenly pale.

"Whew~!"

Even his calm gaze had a flash of pain.

This face was in front of Han Xian's eyes, but everyone was seeing it, and more importantly, Cheng Tai was also watching, and Ya Jueli's expression was equivalent to silent praise and saying: "Sir, good means, boy, I am willing to bow down." ’

Face is all given.

The face of the big man has always been valuable.

"Hmph~!"

Chengtai snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the breeze blew, and suddenly this hard-working desktop was so clean that there was not even a trace of gray left, and the existence of the past became the past.

After the greetings, the banquet has already been prepared, and he has already sat down.

But the hall was still standing.

Although he was standing with a smile on his face, everyone could see the traces of deep trouble, and finally he couldn't hold back.

"Hey~~!"

Sigh.

After sighing, he said with a sincere expression: "This is already a great disaster for my human race, if the demon race is not eliminated, our human race will never have peace." ”

With sincere words and earnest wishes.

Makes sense, even I nodded.

What kind of trick?

What kind of words are you going to sing with such a look?