What kind of iniquity have they done to sit at the same table with such a man?

That's enough!

It's just a matter of having a meal, and when you're done, just lift your ass and leave.

Why do you have to have an endless discussion about an issue before a meal?

People Zilongtian will come out if they want to, and if they don't want to come out, they won't come out, what kind of wool do you have to do?

Besides, do you think that if you pull everyone on the back, Ziye will not dare to do it because of the large number of people?

Feng Yue, Feng Yue, if you had been in politics two years earlier and had come to the capital earlier, maybe you wouldn't have been stupid enough to say such things here.

Is Purple Night the kind of person who is timid when he sees a lot of people?

Almost at the same time, the other guests at the table all subconsciously looked at Zi Ye and got up in unison to show their innocence.

"No, I didn't say anything......"

"Feng Yue is talking about it...... "The plaything life of rebirth."

"I don't know him well at all......"

“……”

Seeing everyone retreat like a stone, Feng Yue's face changed slightly, but he still gritted his teeth.

"Isn't it just a meal, if you don't eat it, you won't eat it, what's the big deal...... Lao Tzu came here to save face for the emperor......"

In the midst of scolding, Feng Yue got up with a sneer, glared at Ziye fiercely, and was very proud: "If I rush at you, I will invite Lao Tzu in the sedan chair, but Lao Tzu will not come...... What the hell, you really think of yourself as a thing...... Isn't it just that if you look beautiful, you dare to confuse the emperor...... Enchantress ......"

The people around unconsciously held their foreheads with their hands, and avoided them one after another, scolding in their hearts.

You can go, what are you doing?

If you make a little bit of money verbally, does it mean that you have a lot of face and self-esteem?

Didn't you see that Zi Ye was already spewing fire under his eyes, and Yama's face was like the bottom of a pot? Demon Slayer

Putting aside the purple night, just that Yama Luo will visit you in front of the emperor tomorrow, it will be enough for you to go around without eating.

It's just that this concern in everyone's hearts seems to have been worried a little early.

Because the moment Feng Yue left his seat, Zi Ye had already raised his wrists.

"Bang ......"

The force of the stretch slammed into Feng Yue, swept him up, and directly crashed into the air.

"Bang ......"

Like a dead dog, Feng Yuewolf Bèi was thrown out of the door and fell to the ground.

Before he could get up, someone had already stepped on his back.

The skirt fluttered, and the purple night squatted slowly.

"Young Master Zi......" Yan Luo hurriedly followed.

Feng Yue is also an important minister of the court, if she kills him here, I am afraid that for her who has just returned to the capital, she will not leave a good reputation. Oh, son, marry me

Zi Ye raised his hand to stop Yan Luo, leaned his head slightly, and his eyes were as bright as blades: "Feng Yue...... I'm curious, how could you be so stupid and openly shout at me in public...... If my guess is correct, you're behind it...... Someone should be directing ......"

Feng Yue's pupils shrank instantly, his eyes turned around a few times rapidly, and he instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"No ......"

"No?" Zi Ye's gaze suddenly lifted and swept roughly among the crowd of onlookers around him.

"Are you sure?"

"No one instructs, it's all my own idea, Ziye, if you have the ability, let's fight one-on-one, don't sneak attack from behind......"

"Hehe......" Zi Ye suddenly chuckled: "Didn't the person who instructed you sue you, don't try to be fair with me?" ”

In a cold and murderous smile, her hands suddenly locked the top of his head and jaw, and she twisted it fiercely.