The young talents were hustle and shy, and each one was respectful.
Don’t talk about them, even the elders of the Chu family, including Chu Xuanhe... were treated as polite.
Although the age of Ziyi Marquis is similar to that of Chu Xuanhe, he has a high seniority! Even Linglong, the junior brother of Daxia Hongque, still called him "Master Uncle"; even if Yang Xuanzong saw it, he had to call him "
Master, Chu Cangqiong, the ancestor of the Chu family present, is still one generation lower than him?
“No need to be polite.”
The purple-style marquis smiled and looked at everyone, his eyes falling on Zhao Yun.
Ji Hen's name has spread throughout the imperial capital. As the commander of the Imperial Shadow Guard, how could he not know?
"You...is Ji Hen?"
The purple-yi Hou let out a faint voice, and there was a hint of wrinkle on his eyebrows.
For some reason, when I saw Zhao Yun for the first time, I felt like I had seen him somewhere.
"I've met senior."
Zhao Yun hurried forward and bowed to him again.
This ceremony should be an incomparable shame to him.
He is obviously an enemy, but he still has to bow his head to him.
However, in order to avenge, he must bow his head and force himself to smile.
Tolerate, he can tolerate enough.
It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
One day, he will kill his father's enemy with his own hands.
"Have you seen me somewhere?" Ziyi Hou did not look at him.
"Go back to senior...I see you for the first time." Zhao Yun smiled.
"Is that true?" The Ziyi Hou narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to peek at Zhao Yun's Mixin.
“See you for the first time.”
Zhao Yun also looked at the Ziyi Hou without squinting eyes.
His eyes were sincere, and no matter who looked at them, he could not find any flaw.
When the moon god saw it, he sighed in his heart!
If she hadn't known it, she would have been deceived. The moment Zhao Yun's gaze was really sincere and said nothing. It was no exaggeration to give him a movie award with just such a look.
Where are you! Liaring people is not a skill.
If you can even cheat yourself, that is really awesome.
Like this person, I'm afraid he's forgotten his surname.
Indeed, Zhao Yun even forgot his surname.
If even the Purple-Yuan Hou can't deceive him, then what revenge is there?
For example, at this moment, he had practiced his eyes countless times in his heart, so that at this moment, no matter what, he could not let the Marquis of Ziyi see his identity, otherwise... he would definitely die.
The atmosphere...a bit depressing.
The young talented people were so arrogant that they dared not say a word.
Because of the aura of Ziyi Hou, the elders of the Chu family felt so strong and terrible. The junior brothers of Daxia Hongque, the ones who are most likely to become Tianwu, are not that simple to say.
What did the Ziyi Hou see?
Everyone present had this sentence in their hearts.
Otherwise, why have you been staring at a small Xuanyang realm so long?
“No lying.”
After a long time, the Ziyi Hou said something in his heart.
From Zhao Yun's eyes, he found no lie.
Perhaps, he really misread it. This kid has a public face and is indeed not easy to remember.
Just that, he was still staring.
He wanted to know how Ji Hen, who was only in the True Spirit Realm that day... defeated Chu Wushuang, a person with five attributes, how despised the will of heaven! Except for the Dragon Concubine of Daxia, he was basically invincible at the same level.
He was defeated by the True Spirit, and Juntian was as shocked as he was.
After seeing it, he got some clues.
As the outside world rumored, this little martial artist has a martial soul and a sea of elixirs.
This is a subversive thing. With his experience, he cannot explain this matter. I am afraid that his senior sister will not give a good answer. After all, there are too many aliens in the martial arts path.
"Don't scare him."
The handsome female smile finally broke the silence of the scene.
The old guys felt very depressed, let alone a junior, don’t look like a thief.
The purple-clothed Hou smiled.
Only then did he remove his gaze from Zhao Yun.
Today is in the Chu family, so you can't do too much, and you have to investigate some things privately.
Zhao Yunru received an amnesty.
Finally, he deceived the Ziyi Hou.
If it is really seen that even if the female coach is present today, he will not be able to save his life. Because his potential is too terrifying, it will make the Ziyi Hou feel extremely threatening and killing the cradle...it is a must.
"You have found a genius for Daxia!" The Marquis of Ziyi smiled and said to the female coach, and only showed a normal smile to the female coach, but there was still a hint of warmth.
The entire imperial city knew that he fell in love with the female handsome man.
The entire imperial city also hopes that they can form a pair.
Age is not a problem, and it is no more than one or two years older than Chu Lan.
Seniority is not a problem. At their level, you no longer have to care about the world.
However, the fallen flowers have feelings and flowing water without intention.
The handsome guy really doesn't feel anything about him.
All aspects are matched, but it does not mean that marriage is a pair.
"The banquet is on."
Chu Xuanhe smiled and completely broke the deadlock.
It was still the same garden, and the banquet had been set up.
The older generation is a table.
Juniors are one table.
The older generations talked and laughed, but they didn't know what to talk about so happily.
The atmosphere at the table of juniors is very strange, with a strong smell of flame.
Wu Qi sat down and stared at Zhao Yun, his anger unrestrained.
If the scene is not inappropriate, I would probably have another one.
Zhao Yun looked indifferent. From the time he sat down, he was like an ice sculpture. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, forcibly suppressing the murderous intent. If he had the cultivation level of quasi-Heaven, he would kill the Ziyi Hou tonight.
"Ji Hen?" Chu Wushuang called out whisperedly.
As he said that, he put a rice bowl in front of Zhao Yun.
I have seen how much I eat, and don’t use a bowl to eat... I just use a basin.
Zhao Yun received the gods and laughed dryly when he saw him. The Chu family invited him to dinner... It was really true.
The rice was brought, and no noodles were given if you didn’t eat it.
He rolled up his sleeves and lifted up his chopsticks.
He took the chopsticks, and the people at the table put the chopsticks, all of them stared at each other, and their eyes were round. Can this guy be so edible? No wonder he is so capable, it is like a bucket of rice!
"Checrow you to death." Wu Qi cursed inwardly.
"Good boy." The old man's table next to him also looked sideways.
As the introduction, the female coach pulled the corners of her mouth, but she didn't know that Ji Hen had the appetite. The head of the family, like Chu Xuanhe, all swallowed secretly. This son-in-law... has a good appetite!
Zhao Yun only cares about eating.
I'm not very hungry, mainly because I want to use this method to suppress the murderous intent.
If you turn your attention to the meal, you won’t think too much and you won’t reveal any flaws.
"Is it enough?" Chu Wushuang smiled slightly.
"good."
Zhao Yun replied with a smile, and then put it in his head to eat.
OK! This scene became particularly angry when it fell into Wu Qi's eyes.
He looked at Chu Xuanhe, Chu Cangkong, and the female handsome guy. He looked at Ji Hen's eyes very gentle, not like he was looking at outsiders, but about his own family, well...
Son-in-law, if he expected it was not bad, the Chu family wanted to pair Chu Wushuang and Ji Hen!
"Damn it." Wu Qihen was so tickled.
I am the real one, no matter how much I can compare to this little thorny old man.
I have to deal with him.
I have to clean him up.
A cold light flashed in Wu Qi's eyes, and the face in his heart was already ferocious and terrifying.