The Summoner in the Ice Coffin of the Allure

Chapter 980 Let her play
While speaking, the person stepped into the hall directly under the eyes of everyone.

In the hall, Qingluan was hugging the unconscious Mo Yeweilan, when he saw the familiar red figure walking towards him step by step, suddenly, his eyes became sore, and big tears rolled down: "Wu Rao—"

"Well, this is Yulu Pill, you take it for Lan'er first." Looking down at the big apprentice with a golden complexion, Feng Wurao's face was calm as if nothing had happened.

Qingluan nodded, stuffed the elixir into the mouth of the quiet man in his arms, and raised his eyes again, the blue shadow was swept in like a strong wind!
"Damn it! To beat my senior brother like this, who can bear it, who can't bear it, I will kill this dead bird today and make soup for you!"

Before he finished speaking, Qingluan saw a blood-red sword quickly transform out of the girl's hand.

Seeing this, Qingluan couldn't help feeling a little worried, and looked back at the trembling other Three Beast Tribes around, and finally said cautiously: "Wu Rao, can the other Three Beast Tribes be lenient?"

Feng Wurao glanced at those people indifferently, and after seeing the extremely unnatural expressions on their faces, he pursed his lips one by one and said, "It's okay, Lingsha has her own measure, come on, Qingluan, I'll catch up with you." After such a long journey, I was a little thirsty, so we sat down and had a good drink."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the swords and swords that had already started in the palace, he leaned over and hugged the unconscious big apprentice on the ground, then raised his feet and walked towards the untouched sumptuous banquet over there.

Qingluan was a little dumbfounded, but for 400 years, she was used to seeing this man's eccentric temperament, so she got up from the ground and followed him without delay.

When the fidgeting Lord of the Three Beasts over there saw it, everyone's faces were dripping with sweat!

Sure enough, this Young Master Feng of Xiangyun Water Pavilion cannot be viewed with the eyes of ordinary people!

His apprentice was there and was beaten to death, but he was fine, and sat here drinking with peace of mind. Doesn't this person have a long heart?
"Master Feng, your disciple..."

After drinking for a while, the White Tiger King sitting on the right saw that blue shadow was always covered by Feng Mei's fiery red neon light, and finally couldn't help asking.

Young Master Feng was drinking happily with Qingluan at this time, upon hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked there slightly, for a moment, he said calmly: "Don't pay attention to her, let her have fun."

As soon as the words fell, Qingluan spit out a mouthful of wine with a "puchi".

But Bai Hu and the others swallowed the wine in their mouths abruptly.

CAO! He's actually talking about...playing?

While stunned, there happened to be a scream from over there, and everyone turned their heads quickly, only to see a fiery red phoenix feather covered in blood held high above her head between the fingers of the girl in blue: "Not bad, not bad, this color Much prettier than your sister's feathers..."

So everyone stopped talking, bowed their heads and started drinking...

After this drink, they drank directly for another hour, from the first self-serving drinking to the last few people's intermingling of cups and cups, without realizing it, the three beast tribes have become brothers and sisters with Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng also drank a lot, but when he accidentally glanced over and saw bird feathers and bird blood everywhere, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Lingsha, you should keep a few!"

(End of this chapter)