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Chapter 258 You must drink when pouring wine for you! (4)

Pour wine for you must drink! (4)

"Back then, the Murong family of Chu State was rumored to have been wiped out under the iron hooves of Daning. However, the Murong family had nearly [-] people. How could it be possible that not half of them were caught?" Shen Fengchu leaned on the back of the chair and raised his eyebrows. Slightly frowning, "I fought against him on the stage before, and his Ice Palm is extremely cold, very similar to the legendary Nine Yin Ice Palm. If we say that Ghost Face Shura's Ice Party is the If Murong Yi's Nine Yin Ice Palm, then he must be a direct descendant of Murong Yi's family!"

"So, what he wants is not just this treasure, but this once great Chu country?" Yun Chu narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the way Murong Jinglun knelt before her in the Jin Garden before, and couldn't help but gently Shake your head.

The dignified descendants of the royal family a generation ago were willing to kneel down to her.

How heavy should this person's mind be?
"In my opinion, what he wants is not just the great Chu country that once existed!" Shen Fengchu raised his face, "It's been so long since I've been trying my best, but it's just a piece of Jiangnan, how can it possibly satisfy his appetite?"

"Hmph!" Yun Chu snorted softly, "With me here, if he wants this world, he has no door at all!"

On the horseback, Murong Jinglun's gaze moved over quietly.

Meeting his gaze through the gap in the gauze curtain blown away by the wind, Yun Chu immediately raised his lips and showed him a bright smile.

Shen Fengchu reached out and straightened the separated gauze curtain.

Looking sideways at him, Yun Chu's voice was very soft, "Master, your acting is a bit too much, right?"

"Who says I'm acting, I'm really jealous!" Shen Fengchu said seriously.

Yun Chu raised his hand, wanting to push him away, and touched his chest, but felt that the place where he touched was not as warm as usual.

Her palm rested on his chest, "Are you cold?"

I remember at that time, after being hit by Ghost Face Shura's palm, she only felt that her whole body was piercingly cold and painful. She didn't know if he also had the same symptoms as her.

He smiled ambiguously, "Wouldn't the lady know if she stretched her hand in and touched it?"
Still in the mood to joke with her, it seems that there is no serious problem.

Gazing at him, Yun Chu turned to look outside the gauze curtain.

The motorcade soon arrived at the downstairs of Tianfuju, the chariot landed on the ground, and the two got off the chariot one after the other. As expected, they saw that Tianfuju was overcrowded, and many people came forward to meet her, saying high-spirited words. Hu lord.

She is respectful on her lips and face, but in her heart she can't wait to force her to hand over the treasure immediately, right?
Yun Chu smiled coldly in his heart, walked up the steps with his hands behind his back, and strutted into Tianfuju. Shen Fengchu followed closely behind, Chen Qi and Shangguan Wuji guarded him from left to right, and behind him, Murong Jinglun followed each step cautiously.

The boss had already heard the news, and respectfully led the group to the second floor.

Most of these people have already got the note, so not only Shaolin Wudang, but even people like Lin Jiamu who didn't plan to come to the banquet rushed here.

Tianfuju is the largest and most luxurious restaurant in Xiaoshan City. The first and second floors can accommodate hundreds of people dining at the same time. At this time, except for the table in the middle of the second floor, all other tables are full of martial arts people of all colors.

Seeing Yun Chu going upstairs, everyone got up.

Walking to the side of the dining table in the middle, let a few young maids spread the mats and wipe the table and replace them with jade bowls and ivory chopsticks. Yun Chu just looked around with a smile.

"I thought that no one would come to praise my performance tonight, but I didn't expect that everyone would give Yun Chu face like this. Well, tonight, we won't go home until we're drunk!" Taking a seat with Shen Fengchu, Yun Chu patted his body lightly. The empty seat on the side, "Mr. Murong, sit down!"

(End of this chapter)