Su Mengxi was in a good mood, "Is it delicious?" The charm of the words is self-evident.

The three of them calmed down with great difficulty, "It's very sour." ”

Xiao Ziheng didn't want to recall that taste, "Xi, don't tell me, you don't think it's sour." ”

Not sour?

Su Mengxi raised her eyebrows slightly, and said very honestly: "I don't know, I haven't eaten this." ”

Everyone: "......"

"Really sour?" Su Mengxi looked at the four of them curiously.

Feng Junyu rolled his eyes directly, "It's even more special than special!" His words were echoed by the trio.

At that moment, Su Mengxi forgot one sentence: curiosity kills cats.

Su Mengxi unpacked the package casually and put it in his mouth very hesitantly. For a moment, she frowned slightly, "It's a little sour." ”

Just, sort of?

Feng Junyu stared intently at Su Mengxi's expression, hoping that she would react a little. Su Mengxi looked confused, "What's wrong?" Why are you looking at me like that? ”

Their eyes seemed to be able to overshadow them.

Just as Feng Junyu was about to say something, Su Mengxi stood up with an excited face, "Junyu, go, go and sign up!" ”

She pointed in one direction, and several people also looked in the direction she was pointing, and all they could see was a black oppressive person.

Feng Junyu didn't know what to do, so he stood up and was about to go over.

Seeing Feng Junyu get up, the black-robed man walked over, "What does Your Excellency want to do?" ”

Just because he indiscriminately shielded that impostor, it was destined that Feng Junyu had no good impression of him.

"I need you to ask me about my work?" Feng Junyu sneered. I have to say that when Feng Junyu's aura is fully open, he is still decent.

The black-robed man frowned slightly, "Naturally, it's not necessary." He hid under his long sleeves and clenched his fists, and his eyes were a little more vicious when he looked at Feng Junyu.

They are still in a high-profile position, and even if there is a lot of dissatisfaction, it is not good to do it now.

Feng Junyu directly ignored the black-robed man, jumped off the high platform, and walked towards the registration office.

Everyone knows the process of the Broken Funeral Feast, first of all, some unimportant small competitions, such as martial arts competitions. In the end, it's the main thing, but everyone who is invited to the feast of broken deaths has to participate.

Enter the mirror and give others a chance to increase their knowledge.

If it's an experience, maybe something will happen. It's just a nice reason.

Feng Junyu's every move is also noticed by many people. From the moment he stood up, everyone was already in the limelight.

Seeing him jump off the high platform, someone immediately went up to talk.

"I heard, you dream of anything?" The first to speak was a little boy with an innocent look.

Also, no matter how bold others are, they still have to think about the power of 'Dream Evil'.

Feng Junyu looked at it, a child, and casually responded: "If you think you can, then you can." ”

"Wow!" The boy looked adoring and looked up at Feng Junyu.

Feng Junyu nodded casually, and planned to go to the place Su Mengxi said to sign up.

It was nothing at first, and the more Feng Junyu walked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The further you go, the more women there are, and there are not many men.

The boy had been following Feng Junyu all along, and when he saw the direction he was going, his eyes looked at Feng Junyu a little tangled, "You, are you signing up for that young lady?" ”

Feng Junyu was confused by his question, "No, myself." ”