"Isn't this man rounder than he was a few years ago?" Feng Luan stretched out his hand and covered the corners of his twitching mouth.

I really want to poke myself in the eyes, pretending that I have never seen this person.

Looking at Xian Yuxiao, and thinking back to Shaya's figure, these people who are familiar with the inside story suddenly have a feeling of withering in the wind. During this time in Yubei, they heard Xian Yuxiao's words of doting on Shaye.

As soon as they saw Xian Yuxiao's figure, they suddenly expressed their unacceptability to the so-called pampering.

"I feel like Saya is pitiful!" Bone face, frowning, unblessed and suffering is mostly said to be the case. As he spoke, his eyes flung towards Yicheng like a knife. Anyway, Saya is said to be Yi Cheng's son, whether it's true or not, most people in Hive City believe it.

Yi Cheng held the hand of the wine jar and was stunned.

The calm face was twisted and hideous with a murderous aura for a moment.

After Ya died in the Wind Chasing Tribe, Saya was estranged a lot even if he returned to the Wind Chasing Tribe. Of course, this is inseparable from Saya's personality, Saya's selfishness and arrogance, and he forgets about it as soon as he gets a profit. At the beginning, he blamed Yi Cheng for killing Ya, and after following Xian Yuxiao back to Qingnan, he had no contact with Yi Cheng at all.

Later, after the meeting.

Saya was brought back to Yubei by Xian Yuxiao again, because although Saya had paid attention to Saya's matter, he didn't pay much attention to it. After a few years, looking at Xian Yuxiao's more and more rounded and strong body, Yi Cheng only felt sick to his stomach, but it was strange that he didn't see Saya by Xian Yuxiao's side, which made them feel a little strange.

Previously, Saya made trouble in Taoyuan Pavilion, and the news of being grounded by Xian Yuxiao did not spread.

The outside world only knows that Saya was punished, but not many people know what it is. It's just that I didn't see Saya's figure beside Xian Yuxiao this time, and the people in the inner city guessed a little.

"Something?" Yi Chengdao.

The calm face was not affected by the bone-faced gaze in the slightest.

The corners of his lips were slightly upturned, revealing the excitement in his heart, and Qingli should have already done it at this moment. Seven years ago, Tianyun hit Qingli too deeply, causing her to fall into complete madness. In the past few years, the methods have become more and more bloody and cruel, and even Holt and Fengluan dare not contact Qingli at will.

Except for Sandy, not many people in the entire Tiens clan dared to approach her.

Gray-haired, bloodthirsty, and cruel.

Qingli seems to have become synonymous with death in the Tianshi clan, and without anyone noticing, Yi Cheng and Qingli got on the line. In private, they have eradicated dissidents and supported their respective henchmen. Moreover, Yi Xuan has been busy with the Northern Expedition in the past few years, and his control over Qingnan is naturally much worse, which was not soon exploited by Yi Cheng and Qingli.

“……”

Seeing that Yicheng was indifferent, he choked and felt bored. He simply closed his eyes and didn't bother to look at what happened next, after all, the person he was interested in hadn't appeared yet, and he didn't bother to care about the others. The giant elephant tribe has its roots in Qingnan, and no matter how strong the power of Yubei is, it can't affect his pattern. It was because he was not interested in making friends with various forces in Yubei.

Xian Yuxiao's appearance, the demon didn't even bother to raise his head, and directly handed over the matter to Garilo to deal with, at this moment, there was only the last half hour left before the banquet began, not only did he not see Jiang Qing and the people of the Chasing Wind tribe, but there was no gratifying news from Diddison's side for a long time. Even if it's a demon, his mind is a little overwhelmed at the moment.

"How's it going on Diddisson's side?" Mo said coldly. In his voice, it was difficult to hide the eagerness and uneasiness.

Too slow, he expected.

After Diddison had gathered the antidote, it would take him a day at most to develop the antidote. However, now that two days have passed, Diddisson's side has not been able to bring good news to the demons. If it weren't for the sound of a fryer coming from the courtyard where Diddison was from time to time, he couldn't help but wonder if Diddison had something going on inside?

"Dr. Diddison hasn't gone out yet." The guard said.

Feeling the cold murderous aura on the demon's body, the guard replied in a very careful tone, lest he anger the demon who was on the verge of rage. Although not many people have seen the demon wrath with their own eyes, subconsciously no one dares to touch the tiger's whiskers.

Just looking at the cold face of the devil, basically, not many people in Morocco dare to provoke.

Demon, a pale face.

Cold, silent.

But no one dares to provoke at will, and it is said that those who dare to provoke are dead!

Of course, no one knows whether this is true or not.

"It's too slow!" The demon said indifferently, obviously, he was not patient, Jiang Qing's delay in showing up made his heart go up and down, and when he was worried, he couldn't help but rise a little anxious and bored.

"Demon Lord, the people over there are asking for admission over there." Suddenly, an attendant walked out behind him, dutifully reporting the matter to the demon, and the people who congratulated him gathered from all over the world, which can be said to be a mixture of clouds and dragons, and yes, they needed a special checkpoint to enter the inner city.

The demon was in a bad mood, waved his hand casually, and said, "Let them enter, and watch carefully so that nothing goes wrong." ”

All his thoughts were on Jiang Qing and the antidote to the loveless dissipation, and he had no intention of caring about these little things.

"Yes." The guards got the news and quickly gave the order.

The demon fidgeted, and simply got up and walked towards Didison.

At the same time, Zhu Qing, under the leadership of the guards, slowly walked into the inner city from the outside.

Lance twisted his face, looked at the women's clothes on his body speechlessly, and rolled his eyes to look at Jiang Qing in front of him with a calm face. From time to time, he has to accept the scrutiny from everyone, although he is used to this kind of scrutiny, but today he is wearing women's clothes to be looked at, this feeling is weird.

"Lance, are you uncomfortable?" Master Joe swallowed and asked Lance cautiously.

Of course, while looking at Lance, he didn't forget to stare at Jiang Qing. After many years in Yubei, he asked himself what kind of beauty he hadn't seen? However, when he saw Lance and Jiang Qing, he suddenly felt that he had all lived to dogs all these years. Compared with the beauties I have seen in Yubei over the years, none of them can compare to Lance and Jiang Qing.

Yes, along the way.

Even the master of Qiao, who is ruthless, frequently shows favor to Jiang Qing and the others.

Of course, this also provoked the jealousy of others. It's just that Master Qiao has always been the same in the art workshop, so no one dares to say anything ugly to Jiang Qing and the others on the surface. It is inevitable to run on in private, Jiang Qing's heart is wide, Lance is originally a man, and he has never paid attention to women's jealousy.

For them, being squeezed for two sentences will not lose meat at all.

"Master Qiao, I'm fine, I'm just a little sleepy." Lance waved his hand, twitching the corners of his mouth, pretending not to notice the obvious overtures of Master Joe. However, he carefully turned sideways to block Jiang Qing behind him, separating the peeping gaze of Master Qiao.

"Sleepy? Then we will rest later in the inner city, and our show should be at dusk. It's still early, and you can rest. Master Qiao whispered. The flattering expression was self-evident, and Lance was frightened and disgusted to see it.