"What?"

Wan Weizhi supported Wan Wang Ye and was dumbfounded.

"Don't see a guest? He took so much money from us, and if he didn't see it, he wouldn't see it? Get out of the way. Wan Lingling stepped forward and pushed.

The Kirin Guard raised his hand and threw the other party aside.

"You ......"

"If you want to do it, you can accompany it at any time." The Kirin Guard drew his sword.

Wan Lingling's angry words were stuck in her throat, she glared at him resentfully, and leaned to Wan Wangye's side: "These people obviously took the money and didn't care." ”

Wan Wang Ye would be too stupid if he didn't understand it at this time: "Let the master of the Fu Pavilion come out, this king is his savior, does he have to be ungrateful?" ”

"The owner of the Fu Pavilion is not seeing any guests today." The Kirin Guardian repeats.

"Master Fu, Fu Cheng, you come out for this king." Wan Wang Ye does not give up.

Wan Wei supported the prince.

There are only three guards left in the rear, staring at the surroundings vigilantly, and they can sense that there are internal forces, and there are people hidden around, and there is more than one.

Wan Wang Ye did not break through, and the Qilin guards did not drive away.

Lord Wan shouted for a while, but when he didn't see the other party come out, he turned around angrily: "Go." ”

Wan Weizhi held on to Wan Wangye tightly.

The strength in his hand made Wan Wang Ye frown, and he raised his eyes to look: "Ungrasped......"

"Can't go."

Wan Wei suppressed his voice, his eyes were vigilant, and his expression was slightly panicked.

When Wan Wang Ye saw his son's expression, he immediately understood, his body shook, and he stared at the closed secret door fiercely, Fu Cheng definitely accepted the benefits of others.

If he does not express his position, how dare others stir up.

"Father, are you alright?" Wan Lingling frowned and looked worried, and she was about to cry.

Wan Wang Ye raised his hand and touched her hair: "Lingling, don't be afraid, my father is fine." ”

Wan Lingling came to Bermudun with a lot of grievances in her heart, and watched the guards die a lot, and on the last day, she was scared in her heart, and when she heard the comfort, she couldn't help crying anymore.

Wan Wang Ye and Wan Weizhi are not comfortable, and the people in the dark are eyeing each other, as long as they leave this side, they will definitely be attacked.

I'm afraid it's hard to get out of Bermuda.

Fu Cheng, Fu Cheng, this liar!

"Father, Cheng Binglu is in the museum." Wan Weizhi thought of him.

Wan Wang Ye was silent for a while, then turned his head and ordered the guards to find Cheng Binglu, although they and Wan Wangfu have always been at odds, but they are all from Dongshan, and they should not stand idly by.

Near noon, the museum is lively, free for food and accommodation, happy and free.

The back kitchen is even more lively, the chef has never been idle since the morning, cooking is like making a big feast, and the group outside is like eating a buffet.

Hua Qiao and Xinghua were also busy in the back kitchen all morning, cooking porridge and soup, the ingredients, and the simmering heat were not bad at all, and they were all hands-on.

Everyone in the back kitchen was dumbfounded, the owner of the museum himself cooked, and they hadn't seen it for many years, and they could see the owner working in the kitchen every day for a few days.

"The owner is here?"

The voice of the owner of the Fu Pavilion came from the door.

The doorman who passed the food blocked the owner of the Fu Pavilion and pulled the person out: "The master of the Fu Pavilion, no matter how busy the owner is, don't disturb it." ”

"Not cooking?"

Busy with what? He saw that the owner of the hall was very idle, otherwise how could he run to the back kitchen to join in the fun.

"The owner of the restaurant is the most annoying cook, you have something to do, so you should wait."

The owner of the hall was puzzled, but he didn't go in again, he stood honestly at the door of the back kitchen, talking, he had never eaten the food cooked by the owner himself, I don't know if he has a good mouth today.

Near noon, Ye Qianning rested for three hours and was woken up by the birds outside the window. (End of chapter)