"The subordinates have no intention of offending the master! The subordinates just think that today's expatriate matter is extremely unfair! ”

Perhaps because he was familiar with the master, Wu Reclamation bowed his head and said his wishes loudly.

"Huh?"

Han Feng didn't expect that this seemingly rough and cunning Butterfly Island owner would dare to sing against him in person, but he felt a little fresh - what kind of rhythm is this?

"Master Wu doesn't need to worry about it, what's unfair, just say it!"

The master of the Han Gate waved his hand, smiling, and said extremely generously.

The door master didn't care, but the disciples in the door didn't have a good face for this Donghai madman who dared to question the door master face to face!

"Wu Reclamation!" The Miao Jiang Holy Maiden, who was sitting at the same table with Han Feng, raised her eyebrows, and took off the bright silver collar around her neck with a bang:

"If you don't say that I'm ugly, beware that my 'bloodthirsty demon ring' will no longer recognize the old man!"

The rest of the disciples glared angrily, some opened their mouths to scold, and some were in a hurry to come out and plead for Wu Reclamation, but the most people showed their weapons like the Holy Maiden of Miaojiang!

Questioning the owner? Suspect that the owner is unfair?

Today, I want you to know what kind of consequences will be if you dare to be disrespectful to the god-like door master!

I don't know why the flowers are red, but your blood must be very red!

Heads-up is the best way to reflect fairness, but it's all of us in the Heavenly Gate who you want to go head-to-head!

For this kind of arrogant person who slanders the master of the door, he can be hacked to death with a knife directly, and there is no need to be fair and moral with him!

In the midst of the noise, the crowd gradually gathered around. Looking at that posture, if Wu Reclamation said something wrong, he would definitely be thrown away for reclamation......

The most entangled thing is that the disciples of Butterfly Island not only hate the island master's nonsense, but also refuse to die with the infamy on his back. But it is also more difficult for them to oppose the master......

Han Feng got up, his hands were slightly pressed, and the field was immediately silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

"If the Lord of Wu Island has any doubts, just open your mouth, Han Feng will listen to you!"

Although Wu Reclamation is in the whirlpool, he is still calm, and he is very bold - if he is not bold, he still dares to accuse the owner, right?

Seeing that the master of the door asked again, Wu Reclamation's face turned pale, he left the table, ran to Han Feng, nodded to the ground on one knee, buried his head in his hands and said loudly:

"In my heavenly gate, I have received the grace of the door master, how dare I have a heart of disrespect for the door master? The so-called unfair words of the subordinates refer to why only a few people such as Qianling Daoyou can contribute to Huaxia and be loyal to the master? Could it be that there are thousands of heroes in my heavenly gate, all of whom are old, weak, sick and disabled, and have no guts to become a rat? My subordinates are puzzled, and I ask the bishop to teach me! "It turned out that the eye-eyed Li Wujian and others were ordered by Han Feng and were about to go to Central and Southern. And he could only watch Pao Ze's achievements with a blank eye, and the huge contrast in this made Wu Reclamation really unacceptable, so he had the words of "questioning" the fairness of the owner.

At this time, although the words have been spoken, everyone has also understood the so-called "injustice", where do they still have the heart to take care of the reclamation of Nawu, and they are all starting to come in situ.

Han Feng had to smile bitterly to himself. If you can't lift your legs, you will kick this troublemaker back to his nest in the East China Sea in an instant!

Sure enough, everyone just shook slightly, and then reacted. There was a bang, and in the blink of an eye, he knelt on the ground!

"Ask the master to send!"

Lao Tzu knew that such a moth would come out! The crazy brother was almost really crazy by Wu Reclamation, but he still had to put on a smiling face and patiently explained:

"It's not that I'm biased, it's just that the 'Qianling Cave Master' and the 'Ancient Road Hot Intestine' are already close to Central and South Pole, even if there is no previous entanglement, this errand will be handed over to these three people. It's just a coincidence that it was announced in advance. "Obviously, I took a fancy to the huge underground space in the "Sumeru Blessed Land", okay?

With his eyes open and talking nonsense, the crazy brother has been perfected. The tone was smooth and natural, seamless, and even Han Feng himself couldn't help but gradually believe his nonsense.

"As for the other disciples in the sect, the master of this sect naturally has another assignment, and it will also be released after today, before leaving the mountain."

A lie, sure enough, it has to be made up for with more lies! The crazy brother couldn't help but feel full of cows in his heart: This road of convincing people with virtue is really extremely difficult, and it is really like the blue sky!

"It's just that there aren't many tasks, so it's not possible for everyone to share them. Therefore, Han Feng would like to ask for your understanding first. Let's get up, everyone! ”

After speaking, the crazy brother also pretended to make a gesture to show his honesty.

Everyone listened to the words of the door master, and it turned out that there was more than one task. The trip to Indochina was just pre-led out by "monkeys stealing peaches". Since there is still hope, it is naturally difficult to force it again - although this task may not fall on your head, there is still hope of winning the lottery, right?

Now that the master of the door had already explained, everyone had no choice but to get up. Wu Reclamation arched his hand again, apologized, and wanted to return to his original position to continue drinking, but was called loudly by the door owner.

"Master Wu stays!"

Lao Wu's heart trembled, and he knew that his mouth just now had annoyed the door master. The debt of this month is really repaid very quickly! The next thing, no matter what, admit it to yourself - anyway, the master of the door can't really want to hurt himself!

Han also had something in his heart, and he thought about it hard, but he still felt unfair! Why don't you say it in public, and ask the bishop of the island to me? ”

This is a fanfare plagiarism of Lao Wu's words just now! As soon as this remark came out, everyone knew that the small shoes on Wu Reclamation's feet were probably worn! It's just the harmless and pure smiling face of the door owner, but it doesn't look like he's trying to find trouble with Lao Wu.

"Please make it clear to the master of the door, and his subordinates must know everything and say everything!"

Han Feng paced two steps forward, and suddenly turned his head sideways and asked:

"Does the Lord of Wu Island know what time it is?"

The cold sweat in Wu Reclamation's heart merged into the East China Sea with a "swish", but he didn't dare not answer:

"August 16......"

Han Feng pretended to be surprised, and lost his voice:

"It turns out that the owner of Wu Island still knows that today is August 16? Then Han asked one more question, before today's banquet, did the owner of the door set any rules? ”

Lao Wu knew that the living crime was inevitable, so he simply put his heart sideways and responded in a deep voice:

"The master of the door has decreed that during today's banquet, only personal friendship is discussed, not official affairs!"

Han Feng didn't speak again, but just stared at Wu Reclamation with deep meaning, looking up and down, left and right carefully. But everyone understood what the master meant:

Now that you know the rules of not talking about business, where are you going to be blind?

Isn't this deliberately getting along with the owner?

It's just this time, although everyone knows that Lao Wu has touched the moldy head of the door owner, no one has come out to defend the door master - how can he still have himself who followed this Wu reclamation just now?

Others can pretend to be stuffy, but Lao Wu can't. Moreover, the kind of gaze that the door owner aimed at himself always made people feel weird......

"Wu Reclamation knows that his crime is extremely evil, and he begs the master of the door to punish him severely, thinking that he will be the ring in the door in the future!"

"Yo he!" Han Feng screamed, dancing with his hands, where is there still a little solemn demeanor of the door owner, and it is a trip of the villain who gets carried away!

"So you know that you have sinned heavily? Since the owner of Wu Island took the initiative to ask for severe punishment, Han was embarrassed to object, right? ”

This guy took all the right and crooked reasons, and then smiled at the crowd:

"Xuandong Daoist, you are the host of the Hanfeng wedding, for this kind of deliberately ruining the wedding atmosphere and disrupting the order of the wedding banquet...... Guy, how should it be punished? In order to prevent the slightest slight, lest there be such a happy event in my heavenly gate, but it will be disturbed by him again? ”

Kongtong is in charge of Xuandong, as the deputy master of Tianmen, and has been stationed in the main altar of Lingshan. Han Feng's Lingshan wedding banquet was naturally presided over by Xuandong himself. But Han Feng is not commensurate with his position in the door, but greets him with an ordinary wedding, which is naturally to make the owner of Butterfly Island lightly.

Xuandong has been in charge of Kongtong for more than 100 years, and he can hear the strings and know the elegance of the song, even if he shakes off the dust, he laughs and says:

"On auspicious days, let us practice the law of joy. The poor road thinks that the punishment of alcohol is enough! It's just this amount......"

As he spoke, Lao Dao looked at Han Feng, and kicked the offending ball back without making a sound.

The crazy brother knows the intention of this old bull's nose, and it happens that he is the "bitter master" and the boss, so there is no possibility of prevarication. He smiled and took out the wine from the ring in his hand continuously.

In the Huaxia cultivation world, refining some small things for storing things is almost a compulsory course for cultivators. But to be like the master of the Han Gate, it is unheard of to take out twenty jars of "Qingxue Brew" in one go!

Strength determines a qiē! Even if the three deputy sect masters who are the highest in cultivation are among them, the space within their storage treasures can only accommodate the space the size of two jars of "Clear Snow Brew" at best. But the master of the Han Sect easily threw out twenty altars! And looking at that posture, there are many more fine wines that have not been taken out......

How can people compare with people?

Fortunately, in the gate of heaven, it has long been determined that the master of the gate is not human, and there is no trace of comparison. Otherwise, I really don't know how many old cultivators with white hair would spurt blood to death because of losing to this young man......

"Master Wu Island, Wu Reclamation, Lao Wu!" After setting up the wine urn on the table, Han Feng called his name three times in one breath, each time more cordially.

"When you and I Kunlun first met, you set up a gamble, but you haven't given me a tap yet. Today, on the day of the little brother's big day, I am willing to make a single bet with the elder brother: you and I will break off our cultivation, and only drink ten jars of wine with our own physique. The fastest wins, and the other way around loses. In addition, the younger brother is willing to use a secret cultivation technique as an additive, whether he wins or loses! I don't know what Brother Wu thinks? ”

Wu Reclamation heard it with excitement and tears in his eyes, looked up to the sky and roared, tore open the placket on his chest, wiped his red eyes, and with a thick nasal voice, he looked at Han Feng and hissed:

"Bet!"