God-Level Choice

This person, starting from Chu Feng Shi, made many other children secretly applaud.

Chu Feng looked at him and asked lazily, "Who are you?"

Compared with the elegant smile of the thin and thin body, Chu Feng was too lazy to be polite. He asked a rhetorical question, but it also inspired the chief senior brother from the few orthodox disciples, and gained something!

Is there anyone in Wenjindi who doesn't know him? When these words came out of Chu Feng's mouth, there was no doubt that they were slapping him in the face.

But Chu Feng really didn't know him.

The thin man glanced at the indistinguishable Han Shan, but he still said: "Next door, Zhao Yue's brother Chu Da's name is really known. Peng Gang, why don't you come to Chu Da? Brother, can you see your seat? "

After speaking, Tao's figure immediately ran out from Ting Yuxuan's corner. With a futon in his hand, he went straight to Chu Feng, and put the futon there.

"Chu Da, brother, please sit down." Peng Gang pointed to the futon, made a gesture of please, and said.

Seeing this scene, Jim Feng narrowed his eyes tightly, his eyes were as deep as a knife, and seemed to be chopped open by Peng Gang.

Although it is said that everyone listening to Yuxuan sat in front of the table on a futon, and Zhao Yue ordered someone to add a futon to Chu Feng immediately after he arrived, but this is not a problem at all.

The real question is, where is this place?

This is the domain of the main gods.

In the main God Realm, a disciple gave up his seat to the orthodox chief elder brother, so what kind of authority has he become? If Chu Feng obeyed Zhao Yue's wishes, he would even directly become a sinner of the orthodox in the cultural forbidden land, and fall into some kind of bad brand, and the whole orthodoxy would no longer be Unable to look up in front of the side door.

Chu Feng didn't look at the futon, and even Peng Gang didn't look at it too much.

He glanced at Zhao Yue, then raised his feet and walked towards the chief desk in Yuxuan.

On the way, he passed many tables and cases, but he had no intention of staying at all. In the end, he was passed on to the desk of Chief Ting Yuxuan.

Zhao Yue sat there, took a sip of wine slowly with a wine glass in his hand, then slowly put down the wine glass, his eyelids drooped slightly, and said: "Chu Da, brother, don't get so close, we don't know each other very well."

Chu Feng pointed to Zhao Yue under the futon, and the simple words, with the unique taste of Siba, slowly spread from the entrance listening to the rain.

"I'm sitting here, you, get out of the way."

orthodox and collateral leaders

I sit here, you, Jean Zhuang.

...ask for flowers...

Words, dominate the world.

It was obviously a very plain sentence, but it seemed to resound through the ears of all the disciples in the Tingyu Hall for an instant, making people feel the illusion of light.

Card. Zhao Yue's glass was placed on the table.

His eyes are downcast, his eyes are flowing, his eyes are hidden "He is gone.

"Chu, master, don't be stupid." He endured the murder, with a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth.

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He raised his head slowly and looked into Chu Feng's calm eyes.

"This position is not for anyone.

Chu Feng nodded, and said flatly: "You are right. Listen to Director Yuxuan, not everyone can sit."

In the same way, speaking from different people's mouths, there are two completely different flavors.

Zhao Yue narrowed his eyes, and the muscles on his cheeks squirmed, but it was useless to speak immediately.

He didn't speak, neither did Chu Feng, but Chu Feng was standing, while he was sitting on the futon. After the two looked at each other for a long time, he had the illusion of being invisible ignored by Chu Feng.

Zhao Yue didn't like this feeling.

"So, what do you mean?" Zhao Yue broke the peace, but there was no "Master Chu" Xi between the words. .