There was no smile on Cheng Xue's face, just a faint glance at the bag: "What about things?"

It was an insult to her to be so ugly to call her sister.

If it weren't for the guards who said she had a soul stone, she wouldn't bother to look at her.

"What about here..." Ling Luoyu opened the bamboo basket bumpy: "Where is Patriarch Zhou?"

"My host is very busy... Besides, you still don't know the truth or not!"

Cheng Xue glanced at the stone indifferently, her face still unwavering.

"Bring things and follow me..."

"Thank you sister, if I get rich, I will definitely give my sister a big red envelope..." With a flattering smile, Ling Luoyu blinked slightly at the guards: "Of course, the benefits of a few brothers are indispensable..."

Cheng Xue rolled her eyes and led the way: "The Zhou family is no better than the Yan family. Every move is monitored by someone. If you dare to be a little irregular, just wait for the difference in your head..."

"I know"

As soon as he entered Zhou's family city, Ling Luoyu felt the divine consciousness that alternated across his body.

This sister Cheng is not joking!

It is estimated that as long as the order is given, she will fall into layers of encirclement.

"I'm not scaring you!" Cheng Xue thought that Ling Luoyu was just being perfunctory, so don't turn his head and glance at her deliberately: "If you dare to use the presumptuous set of Yan's family, be careful of your life. I, I, have reminded you. I've passed you, if you really die..."

"Sister's kindness, I take my heart... It's just..."

"Sister Cheng..." A drunken voice came from one side, interrupting Ling Luoyu.

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank suddenly, squinting over

Fatty! !

On one side, Feng Chenglin, supported by the two maids, walked staggeringly with his tongue out.

"No... bad... sorry... sister Cheng... sister... just... just now... drunk... drunk... drunk..."

Several consecutive drunks, Feng Chenglin did not get drunk.

Just shaking his head, his eyes seemed to collide with Ling Luoyu by mistake.

"Don't fight... fight... Excuse me..."

Changing his fingers danglingly, Feng Chenglin made a big circle around the void and suddenly pointed to the top of his head.

"I sleep... sleep... sleep..."

"What are you two still trying to do? Don't you send Mr. Feng back to rest?" Cheng Xuefeng's eyes were slightly miserable, and his face was full of displeasure.

"No...no...I...I can go...go..."

Feng Chenglin shook his head and hands, pushing the two maids away.

"Look at me... I... walk... in a straight line, look... look... look..."

"Mr. Wind..."

"Shall we help you?"

The two maids hurried forward, trying to hold the shaky Feng Chenglin, but they were pushed away again by him.

"Get up... I walk in a straight line... walk in a straight line to sister... sister... sister... look..."

The finger pointed emptily forward, and he didn't know where he was pointing.

"Look at...that peach...I picked...peach...peach..."

Ling Luoyu followed his fingers and looked at--

Peach you uncle!

Where's the peach! ?

That is the lantern hung at the door, OK? ?

"Pick peach...peach..."

Hehe smiling, Feng Chenglin swayed forward.

But as soon as he took a step, his left foot was caught by his right foot and he fell out.

"What are you still doing? Don't you send him back?"

Cheng Xue drank again, already angry.