In the skeptical and contemptuous eyes of the crowd at the scene, Ah Lang led the demons out of the red carpet. After a while, Ah Lang quickly walked to the table next to the "scourge" Shuang Ningwei, and when he was about to sit down, an acquaintance's voice came from his ear again, "Master Lang, sit here, that table has been reserved for others." ”

Following the prestige, Ah Lang found that the other party was actually the person who went to the stone house to pass the gift-the purple-clothed heavy armor city guard Situ Yixuan.

"Is that you?" Seeing Situ Yixuan walking out of the side hall, Ah Lang was slightly surprised, "What do you mean?" This table is obviously empty, why can't Ben Daxian sit? Ben Daxian is your son-in-law's special guest of honor! ”

"VIP? Master Langxian, who do you think is not a guest of honor today? Situ Yixuan responded to Ah Lang with an indifferent face.

"Ben Daxian didn't offend you! Is your grandfather gone too? Why is it unhappy? Seeing Situ Yixuan's indifferent face, Ah Lang picked his nose and guessed with bad intentions.

"Your grandfather just died! Lang Xianren, although you are the guest of honor invited by my son-in-law, Ben Wei still advises you to pay attention to your words! Hearing Ah Lang's response, Situ Yixuan frowned.

"Yo, how do you talk? What doesn't die? Don't talk nonsense, I'm talking nonsense, this Daxian immediately tore up your stinky mouth! "In Ah Lang's life memory, the most important thing for himself is his grandfather Cangyuan Mountain, and the most uncomfortable thing so far is that his grandfather disappeared, but he didn't expect Situ Yixuan to misunderstand Ah Lang's meaning, and he understood the disappearance as death. If it weren't for the wedding of the prince of Rufeng, Ah Lang would most likely attack in a rage.

"Big Brother !!" When Ah Lang pondered whether to explode or not, a more familiar voice came from behind him.

"Nenro?" Hearing a slightly excited call behind him, Ah Lang chuckled in his heart, and was about to turn around to respond when the little centipede, the humanoid dragon head next to him, blocked Ah Lang with an arrow step.

Seeing the dragon head little centipede squinting at the next table of the Northern Frost Empire, Princess Shuang Ningwei, Ah Lang instantly understood.

"Little brother, are you shouting?" Ah Lang stared at the little centipede, and then stretched out his right hand to push the little centipede in front of him aside. With a bang, Ah Lang turned around and hugged his little brother Chu Nianlang with both fists.

Seeing Ah Lang bowing to him, Chu Nianlang frowned slightly, "Isn't it Senior Brother?" Impossible! It's impossible to be wrong! But..."

When Chu Nianlang frowned lightly and fell into an incomparably tangled feeling, Ah Lang instantly reminded Chu Nianlang with an expression and movement.

I saw Ah Lang clenching his fists while his eyebrows kept raising lightly, and at the same time kept glancing at the adjacent table at the North Frost Empire princess Shuang Ningwei.

Seeing Ah Lang keep raising his eyebrows, Chu Nianlang's eyes lit up, and he instantly determined that the man in front of him was none other than his senior brother Lang Tianya.

"Immortal Master, the kid is abrupt, I hope the Immortal Master will forgive me!" Chu Nianlang tacitly replied to Ah Lang.

"It's okay, it's okay, the little Taoist friend is serious, I don't know where the little Taoist friend is seated? Meeting is fate, today my son-in-law and the little Taoist friend acquaintance should be a providence, I don't know if the little Taoist friend can enjoy the same table with my son-in-law to drink? From the conversation between Ah Lang and Chu Nianlang, Yuan Shashan reacted quickly.

"Daoyou is serious, it is really a blessing for us to meet the noble son, this table is reserved for us by the prince of the wind, please take a seat." Without waiting for Chu Nianlang to respond, a familiar invitation voice came again, and the person who spoke was none other than Wu Mingzi, the master of Ah Lang and Chu Nianlang.

"Little Lang Daoyou, in the Frost Empire of the Lower North Frost Empire, please sit down here, the little woman has something to ask!" Just as Ah Lang was about to sit down, a cold invitation came from the adjacent table.