After entering the room, he gave a piece of gold to the woman who brought him in, and told him something. The woman laughed and opened the bed. A door appeared in front of him, and he was smiling.
The woman looked at him and said, "will you come back?"
Wu took a look at her and said, "yes."
The woman sat on the ground and began to shout. After she called a few times, she said in a low voice, "you have to hurry up. If you are bored, I will fall asleep."
Wu Lai, who is less than half of his body, thinks seriously, "I can't hold on for long."
The woman smiles out of Emei. The red heart mole between her eyebrows looks like the rising sun. She is very beautiful. She touches her eyebrows and mumbles to herself, is it love?
Wu Lai, who came out, didn't have any trouble. He quickly ran to the Yang family, the Yang family of Yang Fan.
He had a guess, and he felt that he was right.
When he came to the front door of the Yang family, the door was closed. Instead of knocking on the door, he cried out, "Wu Lai came to see the Yang family leader with the intention of obedience!"
At the same time, the city Lord's mansion is also very lively. Wu Gong just stepped into the city Lord's mansion and met a lot of dancers. He was very happy and sighed that the random flowers were becoming more and more attractive.
When I went to the reception hall, the scene was magnificent.
Dozens of piano players began to play, and hundreds of red dancers squatting on the guests began to dance.
Wu Gong, with a dead face, was clapping. He was very satisfied and cried out several times.
He passed under the red sleeves of the dancers. After sitting down, the dancers scattered and stood behind him and Yang Fan.
Han Zun raised his glass and said, "thank you for your hospitality. By the way, Han Zun, do you remember I told you that all the property of the Zhou family belongs to me? What do you think?"
The preconceived Han zunzheng wants to get angry, but when he looks at the masked man sitting next to Han jiuer on the left, he holds back.
"Ha ha, Lao Wu, what are you in a hurry? I will prepare gifts for you naturally. What are you in a hurry now?"
Wu Gongzheng punished himself and wiped off the wine stains on his face.
"That's right. Why don't Han Wuxuan come in and give a performance to his predecessors?"
"Here it is
With a coquettish voice, a fire suddenly re entered the reception hall.
Wu Gongzheng's anger almost disappeared.
Although there are only five people sitting, there are many red dancers standing beside them. They have never seen such a trick before. They don't applaud.
Then Han Wuxuan waved his sword again, and a fire flew out of the sword until Wu Gongzheng.
The smile on his face suddenly stopped, "Han Zun, what do you mean?"
Just as he was about to start, the fire disappeared and turned into red, yellow, purple paper
Colorful paper ball from the sky, Han Wuxuan is about to ask for a red envelope, a hand has come to his neck.
"Grandfather Wu, what are you doing?"
Wu Gongzheng smiles awkwardly, and then sits back. He sees Han Wuxuan looking at him suspiciously. Although he is a guest, he never treats himself as an outsider.
"Why don't you leave after the performance?" Wu Gong roared.
Han Wuxuan takes a cold look at the old man and leaves. Han Zun, the first one who has got up half of his body, sits back. Han Zun squints. At this time, the man with a funny mask comes to Wu Gongzheng. Wu Gongzheng appreciates Yang Fan very much. Wu Gongzheng looks at Yang Fan and says, "Han Zun, who is this, Now that I can get in here, it won't be someone of that silly girl who will take it? "
Han Zun stared at the old man for a long time.
"Han Zun, I'm asking you something. You're saying it!"
"I'm just an ordinary man. You don't need to ask me more. I'm just here to give gifts."
Wu Gong gave Yang Fan a straight look, "did I let you talk?"
"What gift?"
The man took a small box out of his arms.
"Just open the box, old man."
The moment the box opened, he was stunned. The faint fragrance of Dan came to his nostrils. There was a layer of Dan Yun on the Dan, which he had never seen in his life.
He looked at Yang Fan with a blazing face, "what kind of Dan is this?"
"Broken dust pill!"
There was a sound around the top of the reception hall.
Wu Gong just jumped up and said, "Han Zun, you can, what do you want?"
Han Zun laughs, and the man takes off his mask.
A familiar person fell into Wu Gongzheng's eyes.
"It's you! No wonder I feel familiar with your figure. Hum, Han Zun, do you want to exchange this pill for his life? I gave it permission. "
Wu Gong is taking the box back to his arms. With this pill, he can try to break through, so that he can step into the golden elixir and restore his former appearance.
"Ha ha, OK, let's start with the Zhou family? How about it? "
Wu Gong was patting the table. "Didn't I just say that? The whole Zhou family will belong to my family! "
He left slowly.
When he came to the front door of the reception hall, he suddenly felt a cold wind. He turned his head and stared at Han Zun, "why do you still want to kill me, Han Zun? Don't forget what I taught you at the beginning. You can't resist Lao Tzu's methods! "
He got up and left, completely ignoring the two people's eyes, one is smiling Yang Fan, one is lying on the table staring at his Han jiu'er.
Yang Fan, who is preparing to close the door, suddenly feels a pain in the palm of his hand. He looks at his hands suspiciously, and the pain disappears.
In the sky, which old man on the auspicious cloud suddenly jumped up. He looked at the sky, and everyone cried.
"To my ancestors."
Induction road outside the change of Yang Fan ran out, he found the dawn.
There was a glowing rain all over the sky, and the others noticed, and they ran out one after another.
Han jiuer looks at the light curtain and mumbles to himself, as if only Yang Fan knows that this is the fall of the supreme.
This supreme is Yang Qianjin, who has carried the vitality of the human race for thousands of years under the big tree.
On the auspicious cloud, the old man cried confused. He snapped his fingers, and all the people in the whole star city except Yang Fan stopped.
Yang Fan looked around, had doubts, until a familiar old man came, he just understood.
"My ancestors died for the human race!"
Yang Fan was puzzled.
He looked at the old man and said, "I see."
He bowed to the sky.
"The things in this are right. I have three brochures that can help you through the crisis. Do you want me to help you do what you want to do? You can rest assured that the whole Chu kingdom will disappear if I stamp my foot. It's very easy to change dynasties. "
Yang Fan took over the brocade bag, thought about it and refused.
"I'll do it myself."
The old man nodded. He looked to the sky. Although he knew that his ancestors would die, he had to go back.