In order to avoid the eyes of the two guards, Ling Luoyu instantly escaped into the chaotic realm after entering the gate of the inner house.

I still don't tell Feng Chenglin about my stay here.

She will see when she comes, what trouble this guy is going to make here.

The garden is very lively, and people are bustling around.

From a distance, Ling Luoyu saw a newly built stage.

Ling Luoyu looked down, "These people still want to sing?"

What a good mood!

Opposite the stage is a little golden glaze tent, and a gold thread curtain hangs around the glaze tent, and several figures are faintly visible inside.

The figure of one of them is very discordant.

He leaned in the chair, with his legs on the desk, sitting in a dauntless manner.

Ling Luoyu mumbled: "...this fat man!"

In that dangling posture, there is no one else except Feng Chenglin, anyway, the family prince can't sit out of his aura.

Suddenly, Ling Luoyu noticed something was wrong.

At the center of Feng Chenglin's side, there was a slender figure sitting, behind which was a maid wearing a neon feather fan. It should be the owner of this banquet...Lu Ming.

But, who is the person on the right hand side of Lu Ming?

The man is burly, wearing a hat with a vertical black gauze.

Behind this man, there are six people standing side by side, three men and three women. They are wearing uniform sect costumes.

As for the costume of this sect, Ling Luoyu is very familiar with the clothes of the disciple of the Mo family! !

Yes! !

The Moh family who followed her not long ago wore such clothes.

The only difference is that the people who followed her had a red belt around their waists, while these people had a black belt around their waists.

"The Mo Family, dare to come so blatantly... the shrine?"

What kind of world is this?

The gods disappeared, did these guys begin to show off their might?

And so swagger, came directly to the palace of the Lord? !

Yes, God Lord, can't you touch his forty-meter machete? !

In the camp, Feng Chenglin leaned in his chair lazily and knocked the seeds.

"Crack"

The shell of the melon seeds opened.

"puff"

The peel of melon seeds came out.

Guazipi turned in a circle and flew towards the place where the Mo family was.

The drool fell into the tea cup in front of the man in the hat.

Everyone's face changed.

Even Lu Ming's pupils shrank...this is a bit too insulting! !

I don't know what the Mohist family would do?

He moved his eyelids calmly, squinted at the man in the hat, Danshui gave a seamless look, when nothing happened.

The man in the hat didn't say anything, but a subordinate behind him couldn't help it.

The "shoo" finger of his right hand pointed at Feng Chenglin, his eyes were full of murderous intent: "Boy, you are presumptuous!"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes at him, slowly grabbed a melon seed, knocked it away, with a "poof", spraying melon seed shells with saliva and stars.

The direction the melon seed shell flew out was still the man in the hat.

This is Chi Guoguo's provocation!

"You drink your tea, I eat my melon seeds, and our well water does not violate the river water. Why am I presumptuous, Lao Tzu?"

Feng Chenglin was completely unavoidable, and provoked the opponent's bottom line.

"Furthermore, you are a distinguished guest, and I am a distinguished guest. Both of us sit in the same position. We are both left and right hands of Grand Young Master Luming. Why do you want to be superior, and how can I take care of me? !"