"By age, the elder is the elder, and the second is the younger."

Qingzhu asked: "What is martial arts?"

"According to the level of cultivation, the higher one is the brother, and the second one is the younger one is the younger one."

Lu Fengyun continued, "The Shanhai Continent is a continent where martial arts are the most respected, so I am the eldest brother, Mo Yi's second brother, and Qingzhu's third brother."

This eloquent quibbling made the three of them clearly arranged.

Qingzhu shouted: "I'll sue you!"

Mo Yi smiled and said, "I have no objection."

Anyway, no matter how he talks about it, he will not suffer any loss.

Everyone laughed.

Lu Fengyun stretched out his hand, carried his ink clothes left and right, and slowly lowered his head, as if he was about to bow to him...

Worship the world...

Second worship of the high hall...

Three worships...

Oh, I went wrong...

They slowly lowered their heads and each reached out to get their glasses.

A glass of wine collided.

A glass of wine with thousands of words!

"We will protect the future of the Shanhai Continent and we will definitely protect him for thousands of years and be prosperous for generations!"

Lu Fengyun's voice was majestic.

Qingzhu and the ink clothes were about to burst into tears.

Three people drank alcohol.

Not far away, Murong Jingyu saw that his sister's eyes were still on someone's face and never moved apart. So he walked over and coughed softly—

"Well, now I see this guy is pretty good, keep watching."

Murong Jingmeng couldn't help laughing.

Her emperor brother started to be quarrels at any time.

This is clearly acknowledging it!

"That's it!"

The Lord of Linhong, Pojun, Tanlang, Wu Qu and others nodded one after another.

They are one mind.

Murong Jingmeng was a little helpless, but it was more of a warm feeling, warmth protected by others.

This was heard by Ding Yi behind them, and Ding Yi curled his lips: "It seems like your opinions are so important."

The man in red and white robe and high hair tied up, Lian Zhen sneered coldly: "He Fang Xiaoxiao, I'm talking more about it!"

Ding Yi rolled his eyes: "Just tell the truth."

Lian Zhen immediately raised his palm with anger, and the hot flames rose up!

He has a very violent temper.

Murong Jingmeng stopped him and said, "Lian Zhen, stop! This is Ding Yi, the master of Yin and Yang Palace, and Brother Lu's good brother."

Lian Zhen glared at Ding Yi.
Chapter completed!