After a few words, Li Shenji had already discerned the truth.

Hong Fan was stunned in the audience - he didn't expect that the peaceful coexistence of the true yuan of the sand world and the true qi of Yanliugong was not "as it should be".

Thinking back to the various things after the fate star was in place, it was obvious that the Dragon Soul Tree was condescending, and the two systems that were very different were approached and bridged-no wonder that any martial arts resources were only half effective when they reached him.

And Hong Fan's performance is in the eyes of others, which verifies what Li Shenji said.

"Hey, if it weren't for Brother Shenji today, some people would have gone astray......"

Zheng Furui said.

She leaned back in her chair, and in her heart she had already classified Hong Fan into the category of "old and arrogant" on the surface and "young and immature" on the inside.

"It turns out that the dual cultivation of the Destiny Star and the Martial Dao still has this kind of trick; Thank you Li Gongzi for your advice! ”

Hong Fan ignored Miss Zheng and got up to thank him.

"Call Li Gongzi to be divided, you can call me brother with Brother Sheng."

Li Shenji took his head and replied.

"Brother don't be disappointed, the martial arts talent was originally undemanding."

Chi Xinchi saw that Hong Fan's face was pale, and thought that he was trying to save face, so he took the initiative to speak of relief.

"As for the matter of Shouyuan, we are all still young, and it is not too late to worry when we are old - now that we have Bailu Dan, it must not be difficult to have Shouyuan-type pills in the future."

Zheng Furui heard Chi Xinchi say something stupid in a sincere tone, and habitually wanted to scold.

Where are the drugs for longevity easy to find?

However, thinking about the gap between her traffic hall and the great supervisor, she finally stopped talking again, and could only sulk to herself.

On the other side, Hong Fan nodded slightly, indicating that he heard Chi Xinchi's words.

But as a traverser of the ancestral dragon's natural disenchantment, he was unwilling to rely only on the life star to gain a foothold no matter what.

Moreover, thanks to the blessing of the Dragon Soul Tree, Yanliugong and the Sand World are now like the two ends of the balance that automatically balance, unless you scatter the gong, you can't practice it.

In the past two months, Hong Fan has made preliminary plans for future combat methods.

Among them, the fire attribute exercise is very important.

Relying on the natural solid-liquid two-phase nature of gravel, he can construct various mechanical structures in previous lives—non-Newtonian flow weight armor, gliders, sand flow knives, and so on—just a fraction of what he can do now.

In the future, when Yanliu succeeds, with the fire attribute true element as the power, he can completely evolve the glider into a jet fighter, and the sand flow knife into an air cutting torch.

Hong Sheng sat aside, saw that Hong Fan was unimpressed, and opened his mouth:

"The second brother has always been diligent in martial arts, and my brother knows best."

"But Brother Shi has a point."

"At the beginning, the sand prince was rampant in the Golden Sea, and it was just idle to have one enemy and three enemies in the same realm."

"Yan Liugong is dwarfed in the end."

He is the only one here who is fit to say this.

"By the way, second brother, when you and Jiang Youde competed more than half a year ago, we watched the battle here."

Hong Sheng changed the topic and patted Hong Fan on the shoulder.

The hand that touched the shoulder was closed as soon as it was touched, and the body that was patted stiffened slightly.

The crowd looked at it.

After a few more rounds of small talk, the steward of Tinghai Pavilion walked through the entrance and stood silently in the corner of the tea hall that Hong Sheng could see at a glance.

This is a sign that the table can be opened.

The dining room of Penglai Pavilion is spacious, and the rows of flower windows on the side are tightly closed, isolating the noise outside.

A plaque with "Huaiyin Yuyi" is hung on the beam, and two tables of wine and food are placed vertically under it, and there are seats equal to the number of people on the side.

Several waiters bent down and pulled the wooden chairs one by one, leading the guests to their places.

Obviously, the seating of the two tables was arranged in advance.

The chatter, greetings, tables and chairs moving and other sounds gradually cooled down, and everyone took their places.

Except for Hong Fan.

He stood at the main table, ignoring the courtesy of the waiter next to him, and swept his eyes down all the seats.

The top of the plaque is Zheng Furui, on his right hand is Hong Sheng, and on the left hand side is Li Shenji and Chi Xinchi.

Twelve seats for twelve people, all full.

The relaxed atmosphere is slightly solidified.

"Second son, you are the leader here."

Seeing this, the steward of Haige hurriedly drove away the stunned waiter with a look, and came over to ask for it in person.

"So I'm in the second seat?"

Hong Fan raised his hand and looked at the steward with a smile.

"You arranged this?"

When the steward was asked this question, sweat stains appeared on his forehead, and he didn't know whether to answer or not.

At this time, Hong Sheng spoke loudly.

"Today I said that I will be the east, so the seat is also according to my meaning."

He smiled at his brother.

"I arranged for you and my brother to be at different tables, mainly because I wanted to bother my second brother to be a guest at that table for me."

Hong Fan nodded slowly, and asked again.

"This is a good thing, why didn't my brother inform me in advance?"

That's a serious question.

was so serious that Hong Sheng couldn't hold back his smile and was speechless for a while.

At this time, several waiters were serving food on wooden plates, and they didn't dare to come in when they saw this, so they crowded into a line on the moving line.

Obviously, the flames in the brick wall fire tunnel were continuous, but Zheng Furui, who was sitting at the head of the main table, felt that the surroundings were cold out of thin air.

Cui Yutang, who was at the bottom, wanted to speak, but his eyes wandered between the two brothers of the Hong family, and after all, he still kept his life.

At this time, Mo said that he had no face to persuade peace, that is, he folded his face to give up his seat to Hong Jiaxingjun, and he would not be misunderstood by Hong Sheng as taking sides.

Seeing that the steward's back was getting wet afterwards and he dared to speak, Chi Xinchi, who was sitting on the second left of the top and left, opened his mouth.

"It's Brother Sheng's fault in this matter."

He got up and left his seat, saying.

"Brother Hong Fan is gathering with everyone for the first time, and I am afraid that the name and face are difficult to remember at this time, how can I be a guest? It should be us who is a confidant to him! ”

Chi Xinchi walked to the second seat with a smile, and stretched out his hand to introduce Hong Fan again: "Brother, this one is ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by a raised hand.

To be honest, with Chi Xinchi's appearance of leaking wind from all sides, Hong Fan didn't want to test him first.

But at this time, the arrow is on the line, and the boat is pushed with the water.

"Since Brother Hong is so familiar with his friends here, why don't we change positions."

Hong Fan slapped directly, and went straight forward to sit in the vacated seat of the first seat.

There was silence again.

This time it's Chi Xin's turn to stay in place.

He was two years older than Hong Fan and had a peaceful temperament, and his first reaction at this time was not to feel that he had lost face, but to instinctively glance at the person above him.

[Chi Dashao is unwilling to sit at two tables with Miss Zheng? ] 】

Hong Fan saw his reaction in his eyes and thought silently.

[Even if the mastermind behind the scenes is the Chi family, I'm afraid this person is also kept in the dark. 】

Seeing that Chi Xinchi was targeted by others but only knew how to peek at herself, Zheng Furui's heart became nameless.

"There will be four lists later, and the people who can sit here are the leaders of the younger generation in Jinhai City."

She stretched out her little white hand and slapped the tabletop.

"If you can't find your place, it's better to stand, so as not to make people laugh!"

The daughter of the city guard raised her chin and said sharply, causing the hairpin on her head to shake.

The crisp voice echoed in the warm hall, so frightened that the waiters with sore hands almost dropped the dishes.

And between the upper and lower seats, the most embarrassing thing was Chi Xinchi - he felt that he was being stabbed by words as the only guest standing.

Across Li Shenji, Hong Fan calmly endured the girl's angry gaze.

Of course, he knew that the other party was talking about himself.

PS: Some time ago, I was quite concerned about the data of this book, and the ranking on the new book list or something.

The novelty has passed in the past two days, and it has been boring again.

Everyone can chase if they want to, raise if they want to, and vote if they are willing to vote.

Anyway, I'm writing slowly, and this book will definitely not work.