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The eyes of Shang Xie and the others fell on Feng Zitong's gentle and harmless face, and they couldn't help but hook their lips and smile, Zitong must be hiding something. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Soon, the first round of assessments will end, and the second round will not start until tomorrow.

Feng Zitong and his entourage decided that in the next time, everyone would get together.

In the evening, in a restaurant in Emperor Phoenix City, the local tyrant Feng Chenhao generously chartered the entire restaurant to celebrate the reunion, and the huge table was full of all kinds of wine and delicacies.

Feng Zitong also released Qiansha and Lianyue in the space.

In an instant, everyone at the wine table was in a mess.

Qiansha, the fat man, and Qin Zijin, three like-minded foodies, rushed to the table and ate heartily.

Eyes and Lotus Moon are two seemingly gentle but cold-blooded and ruthless people chatting about the bloody incident of how to dismantle the blood.

Feng Shixia and Brother Long discussed how to improve the strength of the martial artist next while drinking, and they were all under the influence of Feng Zitong, and they fell in love with the domineering and brutal direct way of fighting the martial artist.

Feng Aya and the evil greasy and crooked dog food.

Fusu is not teasing Qin Zijin, and he is also happy.

Looking at such a happy scene, Feng Zitong couldn't help but resound the scene of her master celebrating her birthday in the Chinese Empire, although there were only two people, it was the warmth she wanted to grasp most in her heart, but now, it has become a beautiful memory.

For a while, her eyes were a little astringent, Feng Zitong poured wine into her stomach one by one, in fact, her amount of alcohol was not good at all, and she had a hot burning sensation in her stomach, paralyzing her thoughts and nerves.

Unconsciously, Feng Zitong's consciousness had collapsed, his swaying head fell down, and he was about to hit the table, and the next moment, he was indeed blocked by a big hand.

Feng Zitong raised his head in a daze, looked at the person in front of him, and the next moment he did pounce with red eyes: "Stinky old man, I miss you so much." ”

Hurry up and catch the girl who suddenly pounced, for fear that she would fall.

Mo Yanhuang couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, who is the stinky old man?

Hearing the sound of trembling and choking in his ears, Mo Yanhuang hugged the person tightly in his arms in distress.

Although the little thing usually looks dull and cold, but it is not a sad person, and recently it has finally become cheerful and jumpy, but her mind seems to have become more sensitive, and she always likes to bury everything in her heart, and carry it alone.

Sighing, Mo Yanhuang raised his hand and gently patted her back.

Let's let her cry enough, he can see that the little thing lives very hard, and it is rare to see her crying.

However, Mo Yanhuang obviously underestimated the power of Feng Zitong's drunken madness.

Seeing that the person in his arms was quiet, Mo Yanhuang raised his eyes to look at the messy, drunk guy, shook his head, and was about to get up and leave with Feng Zitong in his arms, but the person buried in his arms suddenly raised his head, and his beautiful ice blue pupils were confused, and a wave of doubts gradually rose: "Great God, this is sent to the door by yourself, I slept with you, you can't blame me." ”

She smiled very obscenely, far from the people on weekdays, Mo Yanhuang didn't accept it for a while, and after finally digesting her lewd smile, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was dangerous: "Who do you want to sleep with?"

Who is the Great God?