Lin Chong didn't listen to advice, how could a reckless man listen to advice? Pull Zhang Yuanqing and go out.

"This guy, he goes crazy when he drinks alcohol." The enchanting and charming "Farewell My Concubine" frowned.

The others put down their chopsticks one after another, frowning.

In a quarter of an hour, the master will be giving a lecture, but there is no time for him to mess around, and at the same time, he is afraid that he will hurt Yuanshi Tianzun.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Xiaoyuan, who frowned and shook his head, so he waved his hands again and again:

"No fight, no fight."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Yuanshi Tianzun was still sensible and knew that he couldn't go head-to-head with a powerful alcoholic.

Lin Chong was not happy, and his eyes widened: "Brother, do you look down on me? Don't worry, brother has a sense of proportion."

The fog master is the fog master, even the self-salvation fog master looks very bluffing when he is angry.

Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand again: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you if I strike inappropriately."

The faces of all the people present changed slightly, and they thought that Yuanshi Tianzun also drank too much, and he was irrational at all.

The chief coach, Lin Chong, raised his thick eyebrows, feeling that he had been slighted and insulted.

Zhang Yuanqing unhurriedly took out the Little Red Riding Hood, shook his hands, and saw ten figures falling out of the hats, wearing uniform uniforms, with "Dead One" to "Dead Ten" embroidered on their chests.

Their faces were pale, their pupils were dark and fierce, and they exuded a cold aura.

The first three Yin corpses made everyone frowned even more.

Of the ten Yin corpses, three are level six, and the rest are saints.

Immediately afterwards, they saw Yuanshi Tianzun exhaling lightly. In an instant, the dark wind howled in the suite, ghosts were crying, and a strong yin energy enveloped everyone.

The boiling hot pot all subsided.

The head coach Lin Chong looked at Zhang Yuanqing blankly.

Uncle Yang and the others also looked at him blankly.

Is this the configuration that a star official who has just been promoted to the sixth level should have?

With such a lineup, it may not be possible to single out their team, but against a sixth-level mist master, you don't even need to take a shot yourself.

"Let's go, let's compete." Zhang Yuanqing took Brother Chong's hand.

Brother Chong withdrew abruptly, and instantly sobered up, "I don't think there's any need to fight anymore"

The dinner party continued, but everyone saw Yuanshi Tianzun's expression quietly changed.

This is a rookie, but in just half a year, he has gone the way of others for several years, or even more than ten years. He is more terrifying and powerful than the rumors say.

This is a rising star, but it is also a figure that needs to be looked up, or even looked up.

Yuanshi Tianzun's contribution to Wuhen Hotel has won their recognition, and now, the strength he has shown has won their respect.

The little fat man and Kou Beiyue looked at each other. The latter was a little envious of Yuanshi Tianzun's communication skills. No matter where he was, he could always control the situation.

Xiaoyuan helped cut a piece of steak, pushed it in front of Zhang Yuanqing, then glanced at the lady's watch, and said: JrNovels.com