Countless stars immediately appeared in her eyes, and she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go. I must go and see this excitement." Feng Yiying didn't know that she wanted to flirt with a handsome guy.
The female thought nodded slightly and said: "Okay, you pack up and we'll leave now." The martial arts conference was held on the top of a not-so-high mountain in the suburbs of the capital. Although the mountain was not big, the top of the mountain was really not small.
It is as big as a football field. There is a large platform in the middle. It is two or three feet high. There are large pillars on both sides of the platform. A couplet hangs on one side. The first couplet: When you are full of righteousness, you will be angry, and ghosts and gods will be palpitated.
The second line: "An Angry Hero Plays the Claw and Songs of Children's Surprise" is written in an elegant and powerful font. Yi Qingchen was wearing a blue cloth trousers and jacket, and followed Feng Yiying, who was dressed in white.
He showed it to the best of his ability. Damn, she only found out at the foot of the mountain that Feng Yiying's other identity was actually one of the four martial arts masters. Along the way, countless people came to get close to him and build relationships. Among them were some martial arts heroes.
Most of them were ugly, beautiful, gentle, fierce, and all kinds of martial arts heroes. When they saw Feng Yiying's figure, they couldn't move their legs and followed them from a distance. There were also a few bold ones.
When he came up to say hello, he just nodded lightly and dragged him for 25,800 yuan. Yi Qingchen couldn't help but want to beat him up. Feng Yiying was chatting with the martial arts people while calling Yi Qingchen.
: "Girl, don't reveal my identity, otherwise, your salary will be deducted!" Damn, why don't you come up with a fresh excuse? Deduct your salary, deduct your salary. Her ears were almost scratched by these words.
Here it comes! But, damn, this is her weakness, she is very fond of his tricks. Oh, what a resentment. Yi Qingchen silently complained in her stomach, she finally climbed up the mountain, and the people on the mountain were crowded.
It can almost be described as water tight. Seeing Feng Yiying's arrival, the crowd automatically made a way out. Although it was narrow, it was enough for the two of them to pass. Yi Qingchen felt that countless eyes around him were focused on him.
People, to be precise, gathered on the handsome guy beside her. But she was bald and caught the light of the moon, and she also received a lot of attention gifts.