Chapter 12: Class reunions

A faint mist surrounds the streets of Yanyang City, and the street lamps on both sides of the road emit an orange-yellow shimmer, forming a halo of light in the night.

However, in such a fog, no one stopped, people were tired of their lives, and Lizong walked on the sidewalk next to him, looking at the street with constant traffic and people, he did not lose his mind slightly, and all this was like a world away.

But who knew that in less than 50 years, all of this would be gone, and if he remembered correctly, the first abyss precursor was coming, and its location was in the neighboring city of Yanyang City, Moon String City.

Of course, at that time, Lizong will inevitably go there, and there will be a huge opportunity.

Lizong walked slowly towards the clubhouse called "Oriental Beauty". There are a total of four floors in Dongfang Jiajing, which is the largest clubhouse that ordinary businessmen most aspire to, of course, some unlicensed mages who are loose cultivators, that is, those who have not obtained the mage professional certification with poor talent, also prefer here, where you can enjoy the best service, as well as the most expensive dishes, even those powerful mages can only enjoy the exotic beasts and spirit grass, which are still available here, but they are very expensive.

If it weren't for the proximity to the city wall, it must not be built too high, otherwise, Lizong believes that this house must be seven or eight stories high.

In the previous life, Lizong came here with the last expectation, but now Lizong walked in with a sneer on his face.

Lizong was stopped at the door, and a man who looked like a security guard stopped him, his eyes swept to Lizong's ordinary civilian clothes, his eyes showed a thick disdain, and then he said with a playful face: "Invitation." ”

Lizong was slightly stunned, and then handed the wrinkled letter to the man, and the man's face was even more playful, and said, "I wish you a good time." ”

As an old goblin who has lived for five hundred years, how can he not see why the man's expression is like this, but Lizong doesn't care, if someone dares to oppose him, it can be broken with one blow.

Seeing that he walked into the club with his hands behind his back, the man couldn't help but sneer, it was really interesting, he dared to rob a woman with Young Master Yue Fan, he was really impatient.

Li Zong slowly walked into the high-rise box of Dongfang Jiajing, he looked at the doorknob and lost his mind for a moment, then laughed at himself and pushed the door open.

His gaze swept over the students seated again, almost all of them had different colors, or avoided the eyes of the sect, and did not dare to look at him.

Ling Yao, who was sitting under the window, had a pair of red phoenix eyes that were smart and cute, long hair like a waterfall, a high nose bridge, and a marked melon seed face, which highlighted her extremely charming temperament. She was dressed in a blue gown, a silver hairpin, and a pair of cyan jade earrings hanging from her ears.

Lizong looked at Ling Yao, who was constantly talking and laughing with the people around him, but his eyes were confused, he really wondered why he was so stupid in the previous life, he walked to the outermost seat, and sat down by himself, with a calm face, as if nothing had happened.

Ling Yao glanced at the silent Lizong, there was something strange, her clothes today can be said to be extremely charming, bewitching and abnormal, ordinary boys can't hold it at all, just now the boys around their eyes lit up, and the other girls were also praised, but how could this "boyfriend" be like seeing nothing, like seeing a stone on the side of the road?

What's more, there was a seat next to her, and with his temperament, he would definitely rush to sit next to her, so that after a while he could more effectively cut off his unrealistic thoughts, but he actually sat extremely "consciously" in the seat that was originally reserved for him. But that's fine, and it just takes a lot of trouble away.

Ignoring the whispers of the people around him, Lizong calmly picked up the knife and fork and began to eat the food in front of him. Many gentlemen and girls who were talking and laughing couldn't help but show a trace of disdain when they saw the appearance of the departed sect.

"Xiaozong. A girl said in Lizong's ear: "You must be mentally prepared, you must not be too angry, and you will ...... later."

Lizong put down the dishes and looked at the girl next to him with deep eyes, however, he couldn't remember the familiar face.

The girl was also slightly distracted, with those dark eyes and resolute face, is this still the waste of their class?

The door of the box creaked, and a handsome figure walked in, followed by several bodyguards, and the figure was Yue Fan.

As soon as he raised his right hand, the five big men behind him stopped.

"You're on guard outside. ”

"Yes, young master. ”

Yue Fan walked towards Ling Yao, his afterglow swept towards Lizong, and there was a hint of abuse in his eyes, "Yaoyao, is it okay to marry me?" He suddenly got down on one knee and took out a blue crystal ring in his hand and wanted to bring it to her.

"Hmm. Ling Yao's face instantly blushed, and when she stood up, her bewitching curved figure made Yue Fan even more angry, and he really wanted to take her directly to the bed now.

Everyone looked at Lizong with extremely strange or mocking eyes, but Lizong just poured a cup of tea and tasted it quietly.

"Alas, I remember that you weren't Ling Yao's boyfriend?"

"Is it because you don't have enough stamina to hold on, hahahaha. ”

In order to make fun of Yue Fan, everyone did everything they could, constantly insulting and ridiculing the sect.

Yue Fan is becoming more and more proud, when he was in the primary school before, this Lizong was a head higher than him in terms of appearance and academic performance, if it wasn't for the obstruction of the Leng family son in Class B, he would have taught him a lesson.

"Okay, okay, let's not be like this piece of shit. Yue Fan clapped his hands, sat down next to Ling Yao, and hugged her slender waist domineeringly, Ling Yao made a coquettish sound cooperatively, which made Yue Fan's hand even more honest.

However, Ling Yao didn't show any embarrassment, and her body was extremely cooperative, but she didn't see the slightest anger in Lizong's eyes, which made her a little disappointed.

How could Lizong be angry? He is an old monster who has lived for 500 years, how can he be angry with these little guys, he is just helpless about his naΓ―ve self back then, how can he like such a thing?