Zhan Lang left triumphantly and returned frustrated.

Although the marriage didn't collapse, the result was not very satisfactory!

Shit, it's delayed until the ninth day of September next year??

What a mess!!!

When he got home, the old man slammed the door, and Zhan Zheng, Zhan Yu and even Lien Chan Xifeng called to him.

"On the ninth day of September next year? Is there a mistake? Is Meng Jingtian that old thing crazy? Ah!"

Zhan Lang is angry and wants to explode.

Zhan Hongli hurriedly said, "Dad, please calm down."

"Calm down, how can I calm down! What six gifts are for deliberately finding fault! Now I'm engaged on the ninth day of September next year! I'm so angry!"

"Grandpa, don't be angry!"

Luo Qianqian flashed his pure and clean eyes and said with a smile: "it's good for a year. I heard that it's difficult to book hotels in the imperial capital now. We can book hotels in advance after a year!"

At the mention of the hotel, Zhan Lang immediately sat up straight and suddenly said, "I almost forgot about it! Zhan Zheng, go, book a hotel and ask for the best hotel in the imperial capital!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me, grandpa!"

"Hongli, you take shallow to pick jewelry and prepare the bride price!"

"OK, Dad!"

"Zhan Yu, you go to pick your own suit. By the way, do you want to hold a wedding in DIDU, or where? I see all the stars on TV go to Bali, or you go too?"

Zhan Yu smiled: "I want to take her to the castle of F country."

"Wow! You're so romantic, brother-in-law!" Luo screamed, and Zhan Hongli couldn't help laughing.

All women like castles. After all, who was not a little princess??

"Castle? Well, you can also contact yourself. Grandpa doesn't care. It's just that domestic hotels invite people to dinner."

The family discussed happily for a long time. It was settled so happily, but the wedding date was too far away, which made people very unhappy.

So Zhan Zheng decided to help his brother, and then he went directly to block the he array.

Well, it's blocking.

In the men's toilet of the high-end club, the head of Tianshan sect, together with his younger martial brother he Zhen, was blocked at the golden corner, and the initiator was the war sign.

Zhan Zheng is used to playing small and horizontal. The crown prince's party is an invincible figure in the world. Let alone three layers of cultivation, four layers and five layers, he can't resist his sharp momentum, not to mention these two!

The lighter lit the cigarette, Zhan Zheng took a hard puff, raised his eyelids slightly, and burst into a fierce look inside. The man showed a bloodthirsty smile, took the cigarette in one hand, and gathered it to the tip of his nose. He could stop and sneer: "come out and play?"

He shuddered.

Hong Xu trembled with him.

Although they know that either of them can hit the mortal, some people oppress people not by force, but by momentum.

Unfortunately, the war sign has this momentum, which is a bit more domineering and ruthless than the war Royal!

"Big or small! Let's, um, have something to say!"

He Zhen is about to cry, and Hong Xu wants to cry.

In fact, the fear of the battle sign came from the first time Zhan Yu went up the mountain, the elder brother picked up the firewood knife in the Taoist school and greeted the disciples of the whole school one by one for his brother, even the leader.

Since then, the whole Tianshan sect has had a psychological shadow over this brother, and even had a nightmare