Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

When Lei Han yelled, everyone at the table turned their heads. They all looked like young people in their 30s and 30s, but their real age was unclear in World of Warcraft.Just like Bing Haotian is an old monster tens of thousands of years old, he can transform into a human form by himself, and become a middle-aged handsome guy in his [-]s, but these people do not have the strength to rely on the shape-changing grass, so the age is completely unpredictable , but looking at these faces, it should also be a relatively young existence among Warcraft.

"Uncle? Why are you here?" Bing Wu'er looks about 23 or [-] years old. She wears a pink dress and is very elegant. It's a bit like Bing Haotian, very beautiful, but a pair of blue eyes look very agile, at first glance, he is not a leisurely master, "Hey, who is he?" It's a strange feeling, it seems a little familiar, but I can't think of where I've seen it before.

"Your brother is back, let me take you back, this is your brother's, ahem, friend, just call Yu'er." Seeing so many people looking at them, Lei Han was smart enough not to think that Mu Yu was Binghao. Tell me about the Son of Heaven.

Fan Tianluo and Mo Xingchen stood at the corridor of the yard, and saw that there was a grand teacher's chair on the other side of Bing Wuer's big table, and a young man with his legs crossed was sitting on the chair, with luxurious clothes and a good-looking face, but With an arrogant expression, it looks like the second generation ancestor at first glance.

There are two guards beside him, one is carrying tea and the other is carrying some kind of fruit. On the table in front of him is a pile of inner alchemy, some are round and triangular. Fan Tianluo knows that these are actually equal to human inner alchemy and inner crystal. .

The round ones are owned by monsters of level one to three, and the triangular ones are owned by level four to five. There is no rhombus. If there is a rhombus, it is equivalent to the crystal soul of a human being.

"Miss Wu'er, it's not decided whether you will win or lose in this fight, how can you leave?" The man on the grand teacher's chair said, his blue eyes greedily looked at Bing Wu'er's plump breasts, and he didn't care about the presumptuousness of his eyes.

"That's right, Miss Wu'er, this game isn't over yet." The other standing people booed, "It's rare for Master Lan to bet with a girl."

"That's right, if it wasn't for Miss Wu'er being special, Young Master Lan would have brought the beauty back to his home, so why would he bet with you?" Someone laughed.

"What are you talking about!" Lei Han's face turned angry immediately, scaring the men into hiding in front of Young Master Lan.

"Uncle, you go back first, and I'll be back soon." Bing Wu'er hurriedly pushed Lei Han out, and said to Mu Yu, "Little brother, let's talk later, there is still something to do here, you talk to my uncle first." Go back." After speaking, he sneered.

"Are you betting with Master Lan?" Mu Yu looked at Neidan on the table and asked, then walked to the table and looked at Lan Shiao coldly, "What are you betting on?"

Lan Shiao squinted his eyes when he saw Mu Yu. Mu Yu was really good looking and even more handsome than him, Young Master Lan, which made him very upset.

"Boy, don't you know what to bet on? Master Lan doesn't have time to chat with you, Miss Wuer, if you don't bet, the condition doesn't count." The guard beside Lan Shiao said loudly.

"Who said no to betting! Of course betting, wait for me for a while." Wu'er hurriedly dragged Lei Han and Mu Yu out.

Mo Xingchen and Fantianluo stayed, but their soul power followed Mu Yu, wanting to know what happened?