After the lazy emperor

Feng Ning continued to move, didn't stop because of his explanation, touched her nose with her bare hands and smiled lightly, the eyebrows were raised with interest.

He Shuwen shook his head helplessly, arms with her, and stood at the end of the crowd, "Miss Lin, this is not a good place to watch the excitement, why not go to the place the day before yesterday."

Feng Ning didn't appreciate his inquiry, looking at the bluish-white figure under the ring, Feng Ning said: "If you want to see clearly, young master, you can just go there, Lin Yi still feels that he can feel it better here." Go to the atmosphere of the scene." Standing too high, the target is too obvious, as long as she raises her eyes, she can see it, so it is better to hide in the crowd.

He Shuwen naturally did not understand Fengning's intentions, but felt that what she said today was a bit weird, so he kept silent and stood by Fengning's side silently.

Liao Beixiong's face became more and more ugly, and the expression on his face became more and more rigid, watching the people who came up to the stage one by one, and then went down one by one, the look of pity was not as good as his own, I am afraid that only God knows that he is so I was anxious at the time, should I extend the time for recruiting relatives and continue tomorrow?

The butler sent another group away, and then stepped back to invite another group up. This time, there was a young man in blue and white clothes who had a particularly outstanding appearance, and his temperament matched the young lady very well. I don't know if I can get the satisfaction of the lady and the master.

One went down, another went down, Liao Beixiong covered his face with his hands a little discouraged, until a dull and quiet tone sounded, he stood up suddenly, stared at The handsome young man standing beside the guzheng had a face full of unbearable excitement, but his eyes had already overflowed the turbulent emotions in his heart.

Obviously, Liao Beixiong's involuntary overreaction made some people present understand something. Feng Ning half-frowned. It seemed that Gui Yan Luo had indeed taught her how to play the Soul-King Kite, but the moment she played it just now, , suddenly brow furrowed, what does that mean?Does playing the soul kite require any special skills?Staring suspiciously at every move on the stage, Feng Ning didn't want to miss any details.

"Hahahaha——" Liao Beixiong laughed loudly, causing the hearts of the men present to sink to the bottom. His smile indirectly proved that their existence was no longer important. Sure enough, Liao Beixiong He said: "Everyone, the ring has been held for three days, and God has finally chosen a good son-in-law for me, Liao Beixiong."

The man smiled, but lowered his eyes and caressed the guzheng under his hand. It turned out that this is you, but playing you is not as simple as the leader said. "May I ask this young master's name."

The young man in blue and white clothes arched his hands, and his smile was similar to that of Liao Beixiong. It was the expression of success, "My surname is Yan Dan, and my name is Chinese."

"Hehe——so it's Mr. Yan Huayan." His eyes turned to the side, "Please come out, miss."

The man who claimed to be Yan Hua looked a bit stagnant, and then smiled. He had achieved his goal. As for the lady of the Liao family, he would not be able to marry, let alone marry. Can't be wrong, the Liao Mansion has been bloodbathed a long time ago, and he is still using such trouble to find the soul kite?

The maid helped Ms. Liao out of the curtain, and when she saw such a handsome young master again, her flowery beauty immediately felt shy, walked to her father, and bowed gracefully, "Young master is polite."