"I said Fan is not saved, did people invite you? Anyway, what's wrong with your stick? Seeing the two of them, Chu Li shouted first with his throat raised.

"You know!" After landing, Fan Wusu yelled at Chu Li.

Seeing that Fan Wusu was about to fight with Chu Li, the white-clothed young man on the side looked polite.

"Alright, little fan... Brother Chu is right. If you come late, don't be surprised~" The person who spoke was Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an.

Its appearance is the same as Fan Wusu's, and it looks like twin brothers. It's just that Fan Wusu has red earrings hanging from his ears, and Xie Bi'an is blue. In terms of temperament, he is also a lot more peaceful.

Xie Bi'an's words just made Ji Ruo nod and didn't say anything more. Everyone knew that the two of them didn't have an invitation. This is not a good thing.

The arrival of black and white impermanence is only the first wave.

After the two of them, many people, kings, ghost kings, and demon kings descended out of thin air, which made the people of the snake clan hurriedly add a lot of tables. These ill-intentioned people came and saw Ji Ruo drinking leisurely there, and they all kept silent.

No one expected that this master would come... The people of the ghost market are generally not easy to provoke, let alone the head of it....

However, Fan Wusu sat on the side with a smug look on his face. He's not here to touch the dust.

Just as the Snake Patriarch was about to speak again. The sky above the ancestral hall suddenly became dark. With a few thunderous roars, a person slowly walked out of the clouds.

This person walked out with a skeleton of bones, but every step of the fall was accompanied by flesh and blood. Wait until the time you land. Even the clothes on his body are dressed up.

The blood-colored skirt was pulled out and dragged for a few meters, with white hair and no wind, holding a wine bottle in his hand, a guy who looked like a handsome girl in his twenties came directly to Ji Ruo's table. Sit down.

"Who is this?"

“... I don't know. The whispers around naturally reached the ears of the snake clan patriarch.

"Who is this?" Looking at Ji Ruo, the patriarch of the snake clan could only ask helplessly.

"Oh. Mo Fan, the Lord of the Southern Prison. Ji Ruo's words. The crowd who was still talking quickly closed their mouths, and their pupils showed fear. Who doesn't know about South Prison? It's a place that's worse than a ghost city.

Why is this one here too... What's this for?!

"Drink mine." Throwing the wine jug in his hand in front of Ji Ruo, this Lord of the Southern Prison, Mo Fan, was very casual.

"Your wine, too strong... I can't get used to it. Throwing Mo Fan's wine jug back, Ji Ruo still looked at the wine glass in front of him and tasted it. Obviously, Ji Ruo and Mo Fan are not right about something.

Seeing this, the patriarch of the snake clan didn't say much. got a look from Ji Ruo to continue, and then slowly began to introduce the guests...

After all, Xiao Qingqing Qingjin naturally came out to meet guests. And Jiang Twelve is naturally on the side.

After a brief introduction by the patriarch of the snake clan, Ji Ruo and Mo Fan stayed on Jiang Twelve's body for a long time.

"That's the kid." Glancing at Jiang Twelve, Mo Fan muttered to himself. And Fan Wuxu, who was behind, had a little more ruthlessness in his eyes, and flashed. Mo Fan came here because he sent a message.

"Jiang Twelve, I've seen you." Like Zixi, Jiang Twelve also took a few steps forward and said hello. It's just that he Jiang Twelve came closer, and he couldn't stop.

"Yao Zhen is still serving with me." Looking at Jiang Twelve on the stage, Mo Fan suddenly said.

"Then thanks to the care of the prison master~" With a smile, Jiang Twelve smiled and prepared to turn back.

"Why do you rely on me to take care of you?"

“... Forehead. "It's a scene, but I didn't expect this guy to catch up with the root, how can this be answered?

"What's that?" For Jiang Twelve's words, Mo Fan was in hot pursuit, and the ghost knew what she was thinking.

"Well, I'm hungry." Looking at that Mo Fan, Jiang Twelve blinked his eyes and said something in his heart.

"You're kidding you?!" His face turned cold, this Mo Fan raised his hand with his sleeve, and slapped Jiang Twelve in the air...

None of the people present dared to make a sound about this sudden scene. Obviously, this is for the sake of the liquor store....

Mo Fan's slap made Jiang Twelve stunned. What's going on?

His eyes swept around the crowd at the front desk, and Jiang Twelve saw Fan Wuxu's smug smile. Obviously, this old boy is behind it!

"Don't be angry, Xiao Qing will take twelve to compensate you another day." Looking at Jiang Twelve's face that was about to have a seizure, Xiao Qing hurriedly stepped forward and bowed down to apologize.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads....

"You, take him? The identity is wrong... ”

"That.. I asked him to take me.... With a flash of embarrassment on his face, Xiao Qing hurriedly changed his words.

Seeing that Mo Fan didn't speak, Xiao Qing hurriedly pulled Jiang Twelve and went to the back of the stage. Just as Xiao Qing came out, Mo Fan opened his mouth again.

"This seat teaches... Is it your turn to interject? Taking a sip of the jar, this Mo Fan looked at Xiao Qing and showed a harmless smile. This girl, today is to find fault!!

"That's almost..." Finally, Ji Ruo opened her mouth. It's just that the words are like, and it's just persuasion.

"Oh, you're stopping me too?" Putting down the wine jar, Mo Fan glanced at Ji Ruo, and there was a trace of doubt on his face.

"What happened in the past has nothing to do with the present. What's more, this is the wedding of the dragon cub. By doing so, you are losing your identity. ”

"The elders teach the younger generations, and it has nothing to do with identity." For Ji Ruo's words, Mo Fan didn't listen to them at all.

Mo Fan's persistence, Ji Ruo couldn't stop it. As long as things don't go too far, he won't stop them. How can someone who can sit at a table and drink wine be an ordinary friend? A word of persuasion has already given enough face to the snake clan.

"Xiao Qing, the elder speaks. It's not your share of interjection. Stepped forward to receive the penalty. Looking at Xiao Qing, Mo Fan's shelf is even bigger! And come forward to receive the penalty!

Today, all the demons in Sheshan are there! A lot of outsiders are also there. It was originally a good thing for the snake patriarch to respect the ancients. It's just about to lose face.

"This..." glanced at Ji Ruo in the audience, but the latter did not react. And the patriarch of the eight towns just bowed his head silently, looking a little lonely.

This Mo Fan came to smoke, and it was the face of the drunken wine shop. It's just that this is in Sheshan's territory! If Dragon Town is still there, how can anyone dare to smoke the people of the Dragon Clan so presumptuously!

The young people will only watch the excitement and get the pleasure of the heart. For example, the young patriarch of the werewolf is leisurely knocking melon seeds on the table, which is called a lively look. And these patriarchs felt a deep sense of powerlessness...

Everyone's expressions are in full view, and Xiao Qing is not a person who has never seen the world. A good man can bend and stretch! Just as Xiao Qing was about to speak, Jiang Twelve covered the swelling on his face, looking at the smug smiling faces of his old opponents, not to mention how uncomfortable he was.

"Brother Xiao, go back."

"Brother, don't!"

"Don't worry, I said it. As long as you don't fight, you're all younger brothers. After appeasing Xiao Qing beside him, Jiang Twelve looked at Mo Fan's invincible appearance and shouted directly.

"I said old Mo Pozi, my left side of my face is swollen, come back on the right, is it okay to have a symmetry?" Squatting down, Jiang Twelve let go of his posture. With this Mo Fan, right.