The whole hall is brightly lit, there are more than ten tables in the hall, and there is a circular open space in the hall.

When Yang arrived, the people at the banquet were already seated.

"Dead son, why did you come, the old man didn't give me a boost for his birthday. ”

As soon as he arrived at the door, a middle-aged man who was dressed and looked very rich grabbed Yang.

"I just went to Grandma Qi, so I'm late. ”

Yang naturally didn't know this person, so he had to be truthful, afraid that he would reveal his stuffing after making a mistake.

"You don't know the sound point, your little, pay attention to the impact in the future, where it will be transmitted to the old man, you will feel better. ”

The middle-aged man slapped Yang's head and was angry.

Yang didn't dodge, looking at this posture, he should be an elder who was very close to him, and he even knew about his adultery with the seventh young grandmother.

"Just keep an eye on me right here. ”

The middle-aged man didn't reprimand a few words, and left in a hurry, but now the Ding family is busy, and they are all people with a high status in the martial arts.

As soon as the middle-aged man left, Yang quickly slipped to the corner and stood.

Just kidding, standing at the door to greet a guest, I don't know anyone.

After looking around the corner for a while, he finally found Fu'er.

At this time, Fu'er was wearing a plain white long skirt, without powder, which looked fresh and refined.

There are more than half of the people in the hall dressed up in ancient costumes, monks, and Taoist priests

Let Yang feel like he has traveled through time and space.

"The owner is here~!"

The one at the front shouted into the hall.

The whole hall fell silent and looked over.

Only then did Yang know that there was a door on the other side of the hall just behind the screen.

An old man with a crane-haired face stepped out from behind the screen.

After the old man came out, he first laughed, and then said heroically: "Thank you martial arts colleagues for coming to the old man's birthday banquet, everyone must have fun today." ”

The old man sat down at the empty table at the front.

Then the men and women who were standing on one side followed and sat down beside the old man.

It seems that the family surnamed Ding is sitting at that table.

Yang saw that the middle-aged man who had just hit him in the skull was also sitting at the table.

"Set the table. ”

One is a shout.

It's still the guy who dresses up like a housekeeper.

Only then did Yang know that there was such a big open space in the middle, and it was to set up a table.

Ding's family moved quickly.

In a few moments, a table about the size of four tables and about the height of a dining table was set up in the middle of the hall.

It seems that the people in this martial arts have a big birthday and are different from ordinary people, is this platform going to be a martial arts competition?

Yang thought it was a platform to learn martial arts.

"Ding old hero, on behalf of Huashan, I salute you, and wish the old hero happiness like the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan. ”

A middle-aged man stood up, raised his glass to Ding Buren at the main table, and then raised his wine glass and drank it all.

The table where this person was sitting was not far from the master's table, and it happened to be Fu'er's table, so Yang Duo took a second look.

Huashan faction? Isn't this Zhou Bufan's teacher, wait for the opportunity to help him report his safety, why is he also a person who follows him now.

Ding Buren was also unambiguous, tilted his head and drank it all.

"Although the retreat teacher did not arrive, the gifts were prepared early for me to bring. ”

Seeing that the old man Ding finished drinking happily, the Huashan faction followed.

Although everyone in the audience was chatting in their own voices, they were all secretly watching the situation here.

People in the rivers and lakes want face the most, and this birthday gift is naturally compared with the previous one.

The middle-aged man lifted the box behind him, and a sword lay on his head

The middle-aged man took out his sword and handed it to the family on the side.

Jia Ding came to the main seat with a sword, and then handed it to Ding Buren.

闶~!

The sword was drawn with a crisp unsheathed sound.

There was a cold glow on the sword.

"The name of this sword is Qingquan, which was cast by the predecessors of the Ou family a hundred years ago, and the master specially ordered me to bring it to Ding Daxia to celebrate his birthday. ”

"Yes, yes, thank you Brother Li for your kindness. ”

Ding Buren made two good in a row.

Everyone knows that he is a sword lover, and even the name of the villa is called Tibetan Sword Villa, which is exactly what he likes, and what he says is good, it is already a high evaluation, because he has seen a lot of swords and collected swords, and there are many fine products.

Ding Buren took the sword and handed it to the family.

Many people sitting in the back row in the field, especially the younger generation, are envious, who doesn't want to have a good weapon for those who practice martial arts.

In the martial arts, there are the most people who use swords, so swords are the most valuable among weapons.

Some of the older generation feel that the Huashan faction is really willing.

The senior brother of the Huashan Sect here took the lead, and the other sects of the Wuyue Sword Sect also followed suit and gave their own generous gifts.

Yang looked at everything with Zheng in mind

It seems that the relationship between the Wuyue Sword Sect and this family surnamed Ding is quite good, as can be seen from the gifts given.

The other sects also gave their own gifts, although they were not as precious as those of the Wuyue Sword Sect, but they were all rare treasures.

"Grandpa, my grandson has also prepared a gift for you, wishing you prosperity and longevity. ”

This grandson can sit at the table, it must be a very favored one.

If you want Yang Benzun like this, you can only stand aside and sentry.

The young man was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and as soon as he waved his hand, a family member in the distance hugged the box that had already been prepared by the family and handed it to the richly dressed young master.

The boy came to his grandfather with the beautiful box in his arms.

"My good grandson, he is really filial, and he prepared a gift for his grandfather. ”

Ding Buren's face was full of kind smiles.

This is one of his favorite grandchildren, with excellent qualifications, and is a rare martial arts wizard, who usually gives guidance when he is free.

Not only that, but the temperament is also an appetite for himself, and with the addition of the next generation, he is really the most favored person in the villa.

Old Man Ding took the wooden box in his grandson's hand with high hearts, and Peng opened it.

The scabbard was indeed exquisite, and I was already very satisfied to see this old man.

It's just that he's thinking about whether to open it, after all, how old is his grandson, what good sword can he get?

If I open it up and let my fellow people laugh at my good grandson, then I won't be able to hold my face.

"Grandpa, open it quickly and let everyone see, this is for my grandfather's birthday, looking for the people, and finally got the sword. ”

The boy seemed very confident, urging his grandfather to take out the sword and admire it.

Seeing that his grandson seemed to be very confident, Ding Buren's worries were put down.

It is normal for people in their own family to distinguish other good things, but when it comes to swords, no one knows them, and Mr. Ding often takes his juniors to appreciate his famous collections.

Moreover, all the martial arts practitioners in the villa use swords.

Rise~!!

The sword was drawn, and a high-pitched whistling sound was heard throughout the hall.