Chapter 647 Martial Arts Conference (22)

Chapter 647 Martial Arts Conference (22)

Bei Mingao and Wan Ting sat at the table next to the night cloud sky and the cold moon phoenix. It's not too big, and the tables are very close to each other. It's the kind that can touch the other person's body when you turn around.

The night clouds and the North Pride are back to back.

"......" The red feather eagle swooped down from the air, landed on the shoulder of Bei Mingao, and whispered a few words to him. Bei Mingao's face changed suddenly: "Wan Ting, you eat first, I'll be back later." With that, he left.

As soon as he left, the three-eyed crow flew down from the eaves opposite and landed on the shoulder of the night cloud, "Your Royal Highness, it's not good......"

"Sister, I'll go for a while." The night clouds smiled awkwardly.

"Hmm."

Leng Yuehuang's heart was dark. I've known Yeyunkong for so long, and it's rare to see him leave in such a hurry and leave her alone.

But she didn't care too much, she wasn't a clingy woman, and she wouldn't affect the night clouds to deal with business.

"The ravioli are here!" Xiao Er shouted and brought the wontons.

Leng Yuehuang picked up the spoon and ate it, just after eating a wonton, she felt that there was one more person on the other side. Raise your eyes to a pair of smiling watery eyes. Wan Ting looked at her with a smile: "Girl, it's very boring to eat alone, is it okay to eat together?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Leng Yuehuang said a word and continued to eat wontons, she still felt very awkward about this woman. Seeing her thinking that Bei Yingao was with her, the two of them might do something intimate.

"Do you like the Pride of the North Styx?" Wan Ting didn't seem to have any intention of eating wontons, she just looked at Leng Yuehuang and asked bluntly.

“…… What do you mean? Leng Yuehuang frowned, put down the spoon and looked directly at Wan Ting.

"It's not interesting, it's just that I like you and want to be good friends with you. May I? Wan Ting said generously.

"Is this a provocation? Naked provocation! Leng Yuehuang thought to herself: "I don't have feelings for you, I'm sorry." ”

She didn't want to be friends with the mistress. She is not so generous with feelings and men. It's her mercy not to clean up this Huanting.

"Don't you want to know what the Northern Pride and the Night Cloud Sky are doing?" Wan Ting asked with a smile, not in a hurry or annoyed.

"Not interested." Leng Yuehuang said indifferently. Her indifference can definitely stab a person's self-esteem, but Wan Ting still looked at her with a smile: "I really like you." I want to be good friends with you. You think about it carefully, think about it, come to me. After saying that, Wan Ting Demon Rao got up and went back to her place to eat by herself.

"Nervous disease!" Leng Yuehuang cursed in her heart, and then buried her head in eating wontons. If you don't eat one, you think of the wonton as the North Pride and swallow a wonton, as if you have eaten it alive and peeled it alive once.

I thought that the night clouds would come back soon, but Leng Yuehuang didn't come back after eating the wontons. The North Pride on the opposite side has never appeared.

When Leng Yuehuang was wondering, someone on the street ran fast: "Quick! Inform everyone, hurry to the highlands! ”

"What's wrong? Brother Qi. A man on the side of the road asked.

"The protective embankment collapsed, and the alliance leader led people to repair it, but the effect was not significant, and Storm Island was afraid that it would be flooded. At least drown the current two-thirds of the responsibility and two heights, so that everyone hurries to the high ground! "This big brother Qi is wearing the clothes of the Martial Arts Alliance, walking like flying, and his light skills are easy to be first-class, he is the captain of the patrol team under Lin Zhennan, and he usually makes money to patrol the island, and everyone basically knows each other.

"Huh? Good! The passers-by were shocked when they heard this, but they were not verbose, and hurriedly beat gongs and drums and shouted, and everyone ran to tell each other, and soon the pedestrian street became an empty place.