Ah Lang stepped on the red carpet, walked slowly with his head held high, and the tables on both sides of the table cast strange glances, walking slowly all the way, all the way inexplicably silent.

"What do you see? I've never seen a group of handsome guys' earthen hats..."Squinting his eyes back and forth, Ah Lang felt a burst of disdain in his heart.

"Shameless obstacle!" Ah Lang retracted his gaze and was about to continue walking, but he didn't expect a harsh insult in his ears.

Turning his head, Ah Lang suddenly found that there was an acquaintance sitting at the table on the right, to be precise, a familiar enemy, this person was none other than Qin Mufeng, the son of the Qin royal family who was almost killed by Ah Lang Yuanling.

Hearing the insult, Ah Lang squinted sideways at Qin Mufeng. After thinking about it for a while, Ah Lang finally suppressed his anger.

"What do you see? Shameless wickedness! How will such an occasion be a place for you to be a demon! Looking at Ah Lang's extremely hostile eyes, Qin Mufeng slowly got up and stood up, and then insulted again.

With a pop, without waiting for Qin Mufeng to react, Ah Lang, who was stepping on the red carpet, spat at the table where Qin Mufeng was sitting.

Ever since Ah Lang stepped on the red carpet at an inopportune time, the monks on both sides have cast contemptuous glances. Because they didn't know the depth of Ah Lang's background, the monks on both sides of the red carpet watched the changes. After Qin Mufeng insulted, the corners of the monks at each table raised, and they looked at Ah Lang who was walking slowly on the red carpet with a gloating expression.

With a snort, Ah Lang spat out saliva without hesitation, and then swaggered towards the main hall of Rufeng City again.

"You..." I wanted to take the opportunity to insult Ah Lang for not knowing etiquette, but I didn't want to provoke a commotion, Qin Mufeng, who was standing up, shook his body and was ready to attack.

"Sit down! Is this the place where you are mad? A scolding came, and Qin Mufeng glanced at the person who spoke up.

"You ignorant brother, this is not my Weizi Mansion, not the place where you are rampant! If you don't want to die, be honest! Hou Ye has already been out of the customs, if you have the ability, you will continue to be obedient! "The person who reprimanded him was none other than Qin Mufeng guarding Situ Yuanye.

"Humph!" Hearing Situ Yuanye's words of intimidation, Qin Mufeng snorted coldly, and then sat down again with a look of indignation.

"Lord, that kid is familiar! Could it be the one who met on the narrow road? Glancing at Qin Mufeng beside him, the little centipede frowned, and whispered to Ah Lang in front of him.

"It's him, we'll see, when the celebration is over, Ben Daxian will definitely tear his stinky mouth!" Hearing the little centipede behind him asking in a low voice, Ah Lang responded viciously.

"Lord, be quiet! Don't bother with that fool yet, find a table and sit down early, there is no need to cause inexplicable trouble! Hearing Ah Lang's vicious response, the little centipede of the dragon head spoke out again.

"Afraid of what? I have to stir it up today, Aunt Mei doesn't know if she can come, even for the sake of the little junior brother, she can't let the scourge of the Northern Frost Empire get married easily! Ah Lang continued to take the step of showing off his might.

After a few breaths, Ah Lang walked to two-thirds of the entire red carpet.

"Is it him? This damn scourge! A familiar voice of doubt came from the table on the right side of the red carpet again. Hearing the familiar questioning voice, Ah Lang heard the voice again, it was okay not to look at it, but he was startled when he saw it, the person who spoke was none other than Wu Jing, the eldest of the three sisters of the Wu family, whom Ah Lang was very familiar with.

Finding a familiar face again, Ah Lang's head buzzed, "Why is her?" ”

Finding that Ah Lang's figure in front of him was stagnant, the little centipede of the dragon head followed the prestige, "It's over, it's not that the enemies don't get together." ”