Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

The next day.

When one disappeared before the banquet, Mo Zifei was called over by Mrs. Fengyue.

Mo Zifei didn't arrive until the banquet had just started.

The banquet was held at night, not only Nalan Zhenyue and his party, but also the guests from Shishifu Mansion also arrived.

The lanterns were hung high, and the moonlight streamed down from the sky, very bright and clean.

The dancer spun around like a fluttering butterfly, her robes fluttering, Nalan Zhenyue and the others sat in their respective positions, and Mo Zifei sat beside her with indifferent eyes.

It was Le Nianlan who came to host the banquet, and Mrs. Fengyue did not appear.

After the dance, the dancer stepped back, Le Nianlan stood up, raised her glass and said: "A friend came from afar, and being able to meet here today shows that we are destined, and what happened yesterday was just an unintentional accident." For the sake of it, just don’t take it to heart..." Le Nianlan smiled, holding up the cup in her hand while talking to Nalan Zhenyue and Mo Zifei, to be precise, It was looking at Mo Zifei.

"Yes, yes, it is our fate that everyone can serve the World-Defying King and gather here. Come on, let's all have a cup of respect for Miss Le!"

"Miss Le!"

All the guests present raised their cups, and from the corner of their eyes they were looking at Nalan Zhenyue and his party again.

Mo Zifei was the first to stand up and raised the cup in his hand, "Miss Le is right. There are friends coming from afar. Cheers."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zifei glanced at Nalan Zhenyue with a doting smile in his eyes.

"That's natural." Nalan Zhenyue also stood up, but the hand holding the cup was slightly harder.

After Nalan Zhenyue stood up, Fatty and the others stood up, holding up their cups, and toasted together.

There was a smile on the corner of Le Nianlan's mouth, her cup was down, and then she sat down slowly, and she glanced at Nalan Zhenyue with a deep meaning in her eyes.

Nalan Zhenyue didn't notice Le Nianlan's eyes, but turned her head to ask Mo Zifei, "I don't know where the Huaxing Jiao went. I'm a little distressed, what should I do?"

Mo Zifei was obviously taken aback, and smiled lightly, "Of course he will come back, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zifei did not speak.

Nalan Zhenyue also chuckled lightly.

The fat man beside him frowned when he heard Nalan Zhenyue's words.

At this time, a servant came in front of Le Nianlan and said something softly, and what Le Nianlan said, after the servant stepped back, she stood up and said, "I'm sorry, there are some things that need to be resolved , everyone enjoy slowly, I'll come back later." After speaking, Le Nianlan smiled and left.

"Little Zhenyue, is there something wrong!?" The fat man sent a voice transmission to Nalan Zhenyue.

Nalan Zhenyue replied: "Be careful later, something should happen tonight."

"Uh, Mo Zi is not him?"

"He's not Mo Zifei."

The shape-changing dragon stayed in Zhongjingtian, and Mo Zi must have known about it.

If you want to pretend to be Mo Zifei, you have to think carefully about it. Who is not good to pretend to be, and you have to pretend to be Mo Zifei.

but!

Where is Mo Zifei now?

Nalan Zhenyue frowned slightly. If she wanted to trap Mo Zifei, logically speaking, it shouldn't be that simple. Besides, if there was any battle, it would be impossible to do so silently.

What exactly are Le Nianlan and the others trying to do? ? ?

The banquet is still going on, but Le Nianlan has not come for a long time, and the atmosphere of the banquet has gradually changed.