"You two know each other well?"

Zhao Yuyun was so shocked that she turned into a cherry mouth, and there was still the cake oil she had just eaten, and her appearance made people feel the urge to reach out and wipe it off. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do we know each other?" the two of them turned to look at her together, and said in unison.

“......”

Zhao Yuyun was speechless, man, what an incomprehensible creature.

"I heard that you were rejected for wooing the Xu family?" Chen Zhengyu seemed to smile.

"Well, rejected. Song Qiuying nodded, her face calm, not at all angry or unhappy because of the rejection, and even seemed to think that the rejection was something he expected.

Seeing this performance, Chen Zhengyu's face suddenly sank, his eyes squinted and his burning gaze swept around him a few times, and finally stopped at the corner of his mouth that deliberately hid his deep confident smile, and couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.

It seems that he wants to win over the Xu family again, and it seems that this time he will inevitably succeed in winning over, even if he doesn't succeed, he won't let Renmeng succeed.

Autumn Shadow, Autumn Shadow, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?

It's a tough thing to be a match for you.

"Join the Ren League, and you will have a chance to defeat me. Song Qiuying proposed.

"No. Chen Zhengyu rejected his suggestion without thinking about it: "If you don't join the Renmeng, I will also be sure to defeat you, you know, I know you very well." ”

"I know you well. ”

There was a chill in the eyes of the two of them, and an invisible smell of gunpowder was gradually emerging.

It is true that Chen Zhengyu knows Song Qiuying very well, but in the same way, Song Qiuying also knows Chen Zhengyu very well.

"Gone. ”

Song Qiuying put down the wine glass and left without any mud and water.

After he left, Zhao Yuyun, who was already about to suffocate, took a step, sat down close to Chen Zhengyu, and said in horror: "What is the relationship between you and Song Qiuying?"

She Bingxue is smart, so she can naturally see that the relationship between Chen Zhengyu and Song Qiuying is very delicate, she must know each other, and she is very familiar.

That's not it, a dignified Shadow Alliance leader is willing to take the initiative to eat the apples that Chen Zhengyu has eaten, and it can be seen from this action that he is tired.

"Guess. Chen Zhengyu grinned.

Zhao Yuyun pursed her red lips and directly rewarded him with a pink little fist.

"Want to know?"

"Yes. ”

"I won't tell you. ”

"You..."

"Hahaha..."

Chen Zhengyu laughed, played this chick's hand, obviously happy, and then left in a satisfied stride, not giving Zhao Yuyun a chance to beat himself.

An hour later, Xu Zhengfeng and his wife quickly left the scene, and many middle-aged people also left early, leaving a group of young people here.

Among many young people, Chen Zhengyu's face is very unfamiliar, but it does not affect his eye-catching effect, because the big gourd he carries behind his back is too shiny.

At this moment, all the eyes in the arena became hot, and they gathered in the center of the arena, and two groups of people were facing each other.

There are a total of seven people on one side, five men and two women, Song Qiuying in the middle, and several teenagers next to him, Chen Zhengyu, can't recognize it, but there is one person he recognizes, that is, Shangguan Qian, who fought in the Colorful Mountain Range.

On the other side, there were also seven people and seven teenagers.

In the middle, a young man of twenty-five or sixteen, dressed in a black robe, wearing a delicate black and white mask on his face, and carrying a large knife behind him, the large knife was wrapped in gauze, so it was impossible to see what level of treasure this knife was, but it obviously did not look small.

He also hung a quaint token around his waist, with a golden "Wu" character engraved on the front of the token and the word Renmeng on the reverse.

When I saw this, it was clear at a glance that this young man was the leader of the Ren League, Mu Wu!

Seeing this, Chen Zhengyu finally understood why everyone's attention was on these two groups of people for a moment, and the relationship was Renmeng and Yingmeng.

With a "click", Chen Zhengyu took a big bite of half an apple, smiled slightly, and said secretly: "The main event is finally here, Lao Tzu has been bored for a night, and now there is finally a play to watch." ”

"Long time no see, how is the Song Alliance Master?" Mu Wu said with a light smile, his voice was hoarse, like metal, very sharp, and his vocal cords seemed to be broken.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine. Song Qiuying also smiled lightly.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone present understood and knew that they were hostile to each other, otherwise others would definitely think that these two were friends when they saw this scene.

"Just got up, finally just got up. At this time, Zhao Daoxing came out of nowhere, sat next to Chen Zhengyu, poured a few sips of spirits, and shouted excitedly, looking like a crowd of onlookers gnawing melon seeds.

"Boss, who do you think will win this battle?" Xue Luohe also hurried over, peeled a peanut and ate it, and asked.

"With what I know about Qiu Ying, he will win, but when I saw Mu Wu today, I was a little impressed, so it's hard to say who will win and who will lose in this contest. Chen Zhengyu shook his head and smiled.

Upon hearing this, several people fell silent and returned their gaze to the center.

"Zhang Zhan, Lao Tzu grass mud horse next door!"

At this time, a strong man in a gray robe on the far right of Song Qiuying's side pointed to the handsome young man in a white robe on Mu Wu's left and shouted angrily.

"Oh, so you were a loser, I thought it was a dog barking here. The handsome young man smiled, touched his nose and said.

"You..."

"What's going on?" Song Qiuying asked with a frown.

"I gambled with him in the Black Tower last night, and he beat me up for a thousand times, and then beat me up, damn, it's really good to bully me when I am in the Shadow League. The gray-robed man said angrily with a red face.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned, and there was such a story in the feelings.

"Ouch, I'll go, gambling is all about luck, you blame me for your bad luck and losing? and said that I was out of a thousand, Zhang Zhan, Zhang Zhan, you are really shameless, if you can't gamble but lose, forget it, and come to provoke me and want to beat me, if I am not better than you, Lao Tzu will be beaten by you. The handsome white-robed young man sneered.

The strong man in the gray shirt was furious and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Song Qiuying with his hand: "Don't get excited." ”

Song Qiuying's handsome face was not afraid at all, indeed, in the battles and experiences again and again, he had already experienced a calm mentality, as well as a leader who did not change his face like Mount Tai.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe, with the word "shadow" engraved on his chest, and a black mask, flashed from the sky, and landed behind Song Qiuying without warning.

Then after taking out a small black box from his arms and giving it to Song Qiuying, his figure flashed and left the hall.

Song Qiuying shook his hand, threw the palm-sized black box, threw it to Mu Wu, and said coldly: "Look for yourself, this is the evidence of your thousands." ”

As soon as these words came out, the handsome young man's face changed in shock, and a bead of sweat the size of a bean grain came out of his forehead and slid down his extremely embarrassed and embarrassed face.

Mu Wu took the black box thrown by Song Qiuying, did not open it, but glanced at the handsome young man who was stunned and in a state of bewilderment, and after half a sound, he said in a deep voice: "Don't look at it, I know what you Song Qiuying is like." ”

With so many people present, even if it wasn't Song Qiuying, others wouldn't dare to come out with fake evidence.

"Alliance leader, what should we do? This mess, if we really fight, we may not be able to take advantage, and this is not our own territory, now is it to retreat, or to save face, kill?"

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, a purple-robed young man beside Mu Wu asked in a deep voice, and it could be seen from his face that he was extremely cautious.