Chapter 302

In his mind, only the Shao family is the leader of the cabinet. Xiao Chongyan is just a fart!

At that time, he listened to these people and believed the fabricated evidence. He mistakenly thought Xiao Qingyue was the murderer who killed his son and opened the door of the sword casting palace for them, thus indirectly killing Xiao Qingyue.

His heart is full of remorse!

Now I want him to open the sword casting palace. There's no way!

Knowing that the old man was stubborn, Xiao congyue didn't say anything. She went to the backyard of the ancestral hall alone, jumped down the well and looked. When she saw that the stone gate of the casting sword palace was well closed, she didn't investigate again.

……

Avoiding Xiao congyue and others, he left the ancestral hall. The city lord left first. Shao Qing didn't hurry. He hid behind the rockery and watched Xiao congyue come and go back with a team of people.

When they came out just now, there was a loud noise and vibration, as well as the falling sound of huge stones. It is not difficult for Shao Qing to guess that the sword casting palace was completely destroyed.

The early construction of the sword casting palace relied on the power of Fengzhu. Now if you lose Fengzhu, you will be destroyed.

Shao Qing walked out of the rockery and stood half a sound in front of the fork. He subconsciously held the mask, but the touch of his fingertips was soft and warm.

"Oh, my face!"

Shao Qing covered his face and screamed, jumping up and down the path like a Sao.

The passers-by looked at Shao Qing strangely, and then bowed their heads and left quickly.

Since ancient times, there have been many strange people in the Jianghu, few of whom are unknown and subtle.

At this time, the huge garden is bustling, the banquet is full, and there are heroes known and unknown by major sects.

Shao Qing spits out the grass residue in his mouth. He doesn't know where to hit. He finds a fan, opens the brush, and shakes the fan to the table where the dragon's gate is located.

"Poof -"

Someone with sharp eyes saw the words on the fan in Shao Qing's hand, and immediately took a mouthful of wine and pumped it out.

Bo Yan, who had already been seated, recognized Shao Qing coming this way and whispered something. The Dharma protector on the right immediately got up and went to the next seat to sit down.

When Shao Qing sat down, Bo Yan looked at her with a disgusted face: "how did you get such a mask?"

At this time, Shao Qing was wearing a white mask with bright colors depicting soft and delicate eyebrows, slightly hooked peach blossom eyes, and shallow red lips. At first glance, it looked like the faces painted by those singing big plays on the stage outside.

Shao Qing looks at Bo Yan innocently and doesn't understand why he dislikes himself.

Unlike in the glass fantasy, in reality, without a mask to cover his face, Shao Qing felt like his face had no skin and was uncomfortable, so he slipped out in a hurry and bought one.

She thought privately that the new mask was still very good.

After thinking about it, Shao Qing said solemnly, "Lord, don't you often teach us to be high-profile? I think this mask is very high-profile."

Bo Yan raised her eyebrows and was about to speak. Her eyes inadvertently fell on the fan in Shao Qing's hand, and the radian of her lips immediately froze.

"Poof -"

Shao Qing took a sip of hot tea from the Dharma protector on his right hand, and then coughed. His white face turned old red. He couldn't see away from the fan in Shao Qing's hand, and the corners of his mouth jerked.

Shao Qing looked at the Dharma protector in disgust, turned the fan to Bo Yan's face, and asked expectantly, "Lord, can I have a good word?"

On the white fan, vermilion characters with flying dragons and Phoenix came into view.

Above: I'm short of men

Below: beautiful man speed in his arms!

The atmosphere congealed for a while. Just when people thought that Bo Yan was going to denounce Shao Qing for being disgraced, they saw that Bo Yan smiled again, and the light flowed from the bottom of his eyes. They commented: "although this word is worse than the original, the sentence has the original style."

The first sentence is praising yourself, and the last one is praising yourself.

Finally, I didn't forget to summarize: "good."

People: "

Among the hundreds of tables around the table, the dragon's gate table, let alone the enchanting wind. Knowing that today is the wedding day of others, the dragon's gate master Sao is still dressed in a fiery red robe, which virtually gives full play to the red charm and madness, and the momentum completely surpasses the bridegroom and bride.

In addition, the cold and gorgeous Bo Ji, the "man" wearing a strange mask to cover his true face, and the young Dharma protector in black clothes all attract other people's attention. Don't blame the bride's face for stinking from the beginning. It's really that the people at this table beat their faces too much.

"Night Lord."

Xiao congyue's call drew everyone's attention.

The man in a black robe came in from the entrance of the garden. His Satin hair was tied up with a hair crown dotted with purple jade. Under the silver mask, his beautiful purple eyes were cold and alienated. Every step the man took, the hem embroidered with purple lotus swayed with a steady pace, which blew ripples in the hearts of the people.

Xiao Chongyan had a decent smile on her lips, "Night City Lord, please."

The garden was so quiet because of the man's arrival that the sound of a needle falling could be heard clearly. The people quietly speculated about the relationship between Fengge and sleepless city.

The Jianghu pattern hasn't changed for decades. Who here doesn't have those unspeakable selfishness? If the city doesn't officially intervene at night... Everyone's face becomes dignified.

Shao Qing didn't care about the atmosphere that suddenly became wrong. He stretched his neck and kept looking behind the city Lord, as if he was looking for someone. Bo Yan frowned and was about to say something when he saw the new man coming to their table, so he had to give up.

"Congratulations." Bo Yan smiled at Feng's eyes and raised his glass lazily.

Xiao congyue said with a warm smile on her lips, "thank you."

Facing Bo Yan, who is more festive than the bride and groom, Xiao Chongyan is ridiculous. After drinking, she wants to take Xiao congyue to the next table. Xiao congyue doesn't move, but her eyes fall on Shao Qingqing.

"He is..." Xiao congyue said.

Shao Qing ignores the warning in Bo Yan's eyes, suddenly stands up and meets Xiao congyue's exploratory eyes without avoiding.

Looking at this familiar face, the doting and betrayal he gave in the past became clear in her mind, and the hatred forced down in her heart couldn't help coming out.

"Younger martial sister, you are the most important person to me."

"Yue'er, I'm sorry. I have to marry her."

"You are the most suitable person to sacrifice the sword."

Aware of Shao Qing's growing hatred, Xiao congyue frowned and wondered more.

The already dull atmosphere in the garden became more tense, and everyone stopped their actions and watched.

Xiao Chongyan frowned and took Xiao congyue's arm, but asked Bo Yan coldly, "what does your Lord mean?"

Bo Yan turned a deaf ear and drank up the wine in the cup. With an indifferent attitude, Bo Ji beside him spoke and her face condensed into ice. It was obvious that she was very dissatisfied with Xiao Chongyan's questioning and attitude.

"What does Xiao Ge master mean?"

Seeing that Bo Ji also stepped in, the interest of the people was getting stronger and stronger. They just wanted to fight on the spot.

Longmen and Fengge have been at odds privately for a long time. What they lack is an opportunity to turn over openly.

Xiao Chongyan's face sank. She was about to say something, but she was surprised by Shao Qing's action.

Shao Qing's hand gently hit the edge of the table. The round table with a diameter of half a Zhang turned into powder at a speed visible to the naked eye from the place where Shao Qing's hand pressed, and spread out. The dishes without the force point fell to the ground. Several people at the table quickly stepped back, so that their shoes were not soiled by the spilled soup.

Someone stared in horror and couldn't believe it. He kept repeating the word "change. State".

Shao Qing's whole body was full of evil spirit and restrained. He took back his hand slowly and gently, and said in a low voice, "ah, mistake, sorry."

People: "

What a terrible mistake.

This should be something that you may not be able to do with your internal power for hundreds of years.

The whole garden became quiet again. Those who didn't take Shao Qing in their eyes had to face Shao Qing again.

There is no doubt that tomorrow, the whole Wulin will know that there is another expert named "lack man" in Longmen.

And they have another strong enemy.

Coldly glanced at the surprised expressions of these people, Shao Qing looked light, "thank you for your hospitality. I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years. I have something else to do. Let's go first."

After a pause, his eyes fell on the bride's abdomen. If he pointed out, "there are at least five or six hundred guests today. Lord Xiao is pregnant, so don't be tired."

Xiao Chongyan's heart tightened and subconsciously stroked her upper abdomen.

She can't lose this child anyway.

Xiao congyue looked nervously at Xiao Chongyan. If she didn't see it, her eyes locked Shao Qing, "I don't know what to call my little brother?"

Shao Qing simply didn't hurry to go. He touched out the fan and opened it. He sneered: "if you can't change your name, sit down and change your surname, I'll call you short man."