Si Zheng returned from Building 2.

When I entered the door, I saw Si Yu, and his frown brows also loosened.

Fu Yuanyu hurriedly asked, "How is it? Is his condition serious?"

"He was originally a living dead man. Now he is suddenly weak. With Mr. Lei, he has stabilized for him, but no one dares to say how long he can last," Si Zheng looked at Si Yu and said, "By the way, we went to the God's house to give gifts two days ago and asked about the God's house's wishes. Nephew Shen Shi has a good impression of you! His parents are also very open-minded. They know that it is you, and they are happy to let you be the wife of the God's house..."

Fu Yuanyu hit Si Zheng and winked at him hard.

Si Zheng didn't answer.

Seeing him, Fu Yuanyu even said, "I started to pinch it hard."

Si Zheng came to his senses and saw that his daughter frowned slightly, he didn't dare to say anything.

"I'll go out if it's okay."

Si Yu thought it would be better to wait for Han Mulin outside.

"Look at you, I scared the child away. Xiaoyu is not yet eighteen. Are you so anxious to send her daughter out?" Fu Yuanyu glared and pinched at her husband, thinking that he was really low in emotional intelligence in this regard. He was not like this when he was chasing her before.

Si Zheng coaxed: "Aren't I worried that Xiaoyu was abducted by Han's surname?"

"It's mainly up to my daughter to like it. We can't force her to marry anyone. This style is really undesirable."

Si Zheng: "..."

No, wife, this is not the case when you hold Shen Shi’s mother’s hand and want to stuff your daughter to the other party.

Fu Yuanyu sighed: "If Han Mulin didn't have the life of Tiansha Guxing, I would personally be inclined to him."

Si Zheng: "..."

That's not what you usually say.

Fu Yuanyu was worried again, "A Zheng, Xiaoyu wouldn't have had a secret meeting with Han Mulin in private this time. Xiaoyu is still so young, Han Mulin shouldn't be so beastly."

When Si Zheng heard from his wife, he thought of this possibility and his handsome face turned black in an instant.

Han Mulin dares to do this, even if he can't beat him, he will fight against the other party.

"Let's ask when Xiaoyu comes back."

Fu Yuanyu said in a daze: "How do you ask? Come and ask."

Si Zheng thought for a while and said, "She is a girl. I am afraid that it is not good for me as a father."

"It's because you're her father that you can ask."

"Okay, I'll ask when she comes back."

"A better tone."

"Know!"

*

The girl was sitting leisurely in a quiet and elegant restaurant, and the people who came here to consume were all well-known figures.

Although there is no full seat, the things here are ridiculously expensive and delicious.

After all, it must be relatively equal to the price.

"Miss."

Si Yu, who was enjoying the tranquility, was drinking champagne in his hand, heard someone calling him by his side.

I looked up and saw a young man smiling at her, and his moderate smile was very gentle.

Her light glanced at the young people looking here not far behind him, and then looked at the form of wine on their table, and immediately understood.

This should be a game like a real adventure, what should the young man in front of him do if he loses and is named.

The girl looked up slightly, and her beautiful face was revealed. The young man couldn't help but take a deep breath and suppressed his heartbeat that was suddenly beating a little fast.

The girl has been sitting here for an hour, and I don’t know if she was waiting for someone or someone released a pigeon.

"Miss, I lost playing games with my friend, and I need your cooperation!"

The young man looks like the second generation of a certain family in Shanghai.

Those young people are similar.

Si Yu raised his cold eyebrows again, and his tone was also cold: "Why should I cooperate with you?"

The young man was stunned and explained: "I am just asking for help. Don't the beautiful girl give me a favor?"

Si Yu stared at him, "If I ask for help, I need help?"

The young man was speechless after being criticized, and he had never encountered such embarrassment before.

Looking at the friends sideways, the young man felt that he looked good and was a second-generation official. When walking outside, no matter how hard a person was, he had to surrender in front of him.

The girl in front of her is amazingly beautiful. Although beauty is a kind of capital, she cannot make her choke because of her beauty.

Just as I was about to retort, I reported that I had my own threshold, the surroundings of the restaurant suddenly became quiet.

A camouflage figure walked slowly in this direction.

Steady and powerful, every step is like stepping into the heart.

The trembling man stood in front of the young man with a smile, clamped the cigarette he held in his mouth between his slender fingers, and stared at him.

The young man's brain was blank due to the man's smile and face.

"Flirting with my little girl? She's very capable."

The young man banged and his face turned red.

"Little Feather, wait for a long time," Han Mulin ignored the young man who wanted to hit the wall in shame and anger, so he naturally sat opposite Si Yu.

"One hour."

"My fault, I should flash in front of you instantly," Han Mulin took the initiative to admit his mistake, and said again, looking at the young man who was standing here, "Stand here as a benchmark?"

The young man twitched his mouth and glanced at the camouflage on Han Mulin. He didn't dare to provoke him.

Si Yu didn't take this episode seriously and looked at Han Mulin, "When will you plan to enter Western Europe?"

Han Mulin raised his hand and signaled the waiter to come over with a recipe.

After ordering a few dishes, Han Mulin looked at Si Yu opposite him, "Little Yumao, I can't take you this time."

"Well, I'll stay here."

"Tell me about the origin of the Zheng family," Han Mulin thought that since Si Yu could recognize the other party, he must be very clear about the other party's identity.

"There are several thousand-year-old ancestors hidden behind the alliance, and one of them is lurking in Western Europe."

"Thousand Years..." Han Mulin's mouth twitched slightly and stared at Si Yu, "Little Yumao, how do you know this? Could it be that you are already a thousand-year-old girl?"

Si Yu raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that she was more than a thousand-year-old girl. "At his level, he was a real ancient martial arts cultivator, or you can also call him a cultivator."

That has surpassed the mirror world of ancient martial arts.

It was the first time he had encountered ancient cultivators for thousands of years.

At most, it was the level of Shenxing Water. Three or four hundred years of this year was the limit. Now, the fossils that have been shattered for a thousand years have all been shattered. He is still alive.

Then I thought that it was from the Dark City, so I could accept it.

The years when the Dark City exists are not only thousands of years, but it is normal for the old guys inside to be of such age.

Popes in Western Europe can live for so long, so it is not surprising that ancient martial artists have such age.

It’s just a thousand-year-old old guy, but it’s not as easy as those wizards in Western Europe.

At that time, Saint Yeleng did not do his best to resist because of Si Yu, so he had the final result.

"Little Feather, suddenly I feel that my elder brother can no longer keep up with your pace. I used to think that I was quite confident, but now I am hit so hard that I am a little exhausted," Han Mulin said with depression, "Outsiders know your affairs more clearly than my prospective boyfriend, and I feel sad."

When Si Yu heard the previous words, he wanted to comfort him, but when he heard the following words, he gave up his plan to coax him.

The chicken soup on the Internet is right, some men really can't spoil it.

Let him die of sorrow.
Chapter completed!