Chapter 1693

At present, I just stare hard. I'll find him to settle the matter later.

"Not afraid, not afraid, who dares to come to your trouble, I will poison him." Patting the small chest, the random feeling of the fence is called a light cloud.

Ouyang Yufei immediately shook his fist behind him.

If there is a fence, the one in the temple is poisoned. Don't say anything else.

All of a sudden, the front of the bramble became the Chunguang Avenue.

It's good to have a baby that I like with this mentally r.e.t.a.r.ded child.

With the autumn wind flying, the situation ahead is very good.

The night is graceful. Knowing that Ouyang Yufei appears in the forbidden area, the city of AirAsia, which is not very alert and chaotic, is still elegant.

Yakong City Lord's mansion.

Today's city Lord's office is extraordinarily busy.

For today the Lord's wife has given birth to a son.

It's a celebration to have a son, but not a feast.

At this time, the city Lord's residence, with its brilliant lights and loud voices, celebrates that the child was recognized by the temple as a talented man and worthy of cultivation as soon as he was born.

This is just a birth took away, even the children's parents did not see what their children look like.

But it's really something to celebrate, isn't it.

Therefore, the children here were born and taken away. What was prepared there was a feast to celebrate the city Lord's having children. It was immediately changed to a feast to celebrate the children's entering the temple.

Those who heard the news immediately exchanged endless congratulations.

The lights were s.h.i.+ning and the guests were full.

"The Lord of the city is the Lord of the city. As soon as this son is born, he will be designated as the holy temple. It will soon be prosperous."

"Because of the problem of water these years, there are very few children living now, but the children of the city Lord are so compet.i.tive. OK, OK."

"Ha ha, I'm flattered."

"Don't be modest, city Lord, this..."

You come and I go. It's full of wine.

Liancheng master's face with a Chinese character is almost like a flower, shuttling among the guests in the hall.

The sound of congratulation keeps rising and falling, which is extremely lively.

"This child must be better than the blue when he grows up. The temple chooses..."

"Ah..." It was in the hall full of congratulations.