God-Level Choice

Stepped into his room.

After changing into the clothes Lin Zhantian prepared, he looked at Chu Feng again at this time. Mo's hair poured down behind him like a waterfall, and his delicate skin blended with the spotless white clothes. Lin Zhantian took out a white jade crown as if by magic, tied up his long hair scattered on his head, and prepared to write Chu Feng.

Zhang touched his face in front of the bronze mirror, and said strangely: "It's true that people rely on clothes. Why didn't I realize that I am so handsome before!"

"Your highness, the holy king, is really a joke. Your highness looks the most exquisite!" At Lin Zhantian, next to 060, he heard Chu Feng's muttering, his ass was immediately connected, showing his kung fu .

"not bad!"

Nodding in satisfaction, with this appearance, coupled with Zhang's training from childhood to adulthood, it is not easy for Bo to achieve his goal.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhang's mouth slightly curled up, and he said calmly: "Xiao Zhouzi, take this palace back to the palace!"

"Are you crazy?" Grabbing Zhang's arm, he couldn't believe his ears.

Frowning, acting like this, but Zhang didn't get up in Lin'an, pursed his lips, (cfbf) gently shook his arm, and shook his palm again.

Lin Zhantian, are you my personal father-in-law? Not Rong Jurong?"

After hearing this from Chu Feng, Lin Zhantian, who was just about to move, settled down in the same place. After a long time, he smiled at Chu Feng: "Your Highness is right, I don't think this old slave will blame His Highness for thinking differently!"

"It's useless to talk too much"

Zhang raised his hand with his back facing him, and waved gently. Then he stepped forward and said bring something to follow me to the palace!"

"Can!"

This time, Lin Zhantian's answer was very lingering. He quickly took the wrapped dragon clothes under the bed, and trotted behind Chu Feng.

"By the way, this is the imitation of the Xiantian Good Fortune Cauldron worn by His Highness the Holy King, exactly like it!" While speaking, Lin Zhanwu reached out his hand and took out a white Yufang card from my arms.

The moment Chu Feng saw the Xiantian Good Fortune Cauldron, Chu Feng shrank his eyes suddenly, but he returned to normal in an instant and was not noticed by Lin Zhantian. Everyone was silent.

"Your Highness? Your Highness?"

Zhang squinted his eyes and explained: "This innate good fortune cauldron is really good. In fact, I like playing with these things the most, but I didn't have the opportunity before!"

Finding a random reason, Zhang Maibu walked towards the imperial palace in the center of the imperial capital. He tightly held the palm of Xiantian Good Fortune Ding in his sleeve, but his knuckles were inexplicably pale.

"Why does he have"

"The door of Vermilion Bird is closed all the year round. Who are you?" "Blind your dog eyes, take a good look at who we are?" Lin Zhantian took the lead and pointed at the person speaking above the palace gate and scolded him.

Lin Zhantian's shrill voice, he did whatever he wanted, he was a man in the palace. The people in the city listened to Lin Zhantian's words, but their eyes were fixed on that Chu Feng like eagles.

"This subordinate is as blind as a bat, and I hope the Holy King will punish him!" While speaking, the man knelt in front of Chu Feng, rolling around.

Just looking at this person, Zhang didn't speak at all. Instead, the person behind Zhang looked at the big man kneeling on the ground and said sharply, "Why bother, don't open the door!"

Hearing Lin Zhantian's words, the man quickly stood up, waved to his back, and shouted: "Open the door!".