Godly Dragon Guard

Leng Wushuang's face suddenly darkened, Chuanyin smiled and said: "Haha, it's interesting. You are just in the early stage of integration, but you dare to scold Leng? Today is the birthday banquet of Empress Hongfeng. Leng will not pursue it, but you'd better give it to me. I'll be careful! Also, stay away from Fu'er, she's not something a waste like you can get your hands on!"

After saying this, Leng Wushuang left expressionlessly.

Shen Lang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He didn't expect to be so angry when attending a birthday banquet.

The two had just communicated via voice transmission, and Fu'er on the side had no idea what the conversation between Shen Lang and Leng Wushuang was about.

Seeing the gloomy look on Leng Wushuang's face, Fu'er guessed that Shen Lang's words must have angered Leng Wushuang, and she had a headache.

"Master Shen, that Leng Wushuang is the young master of the Fallen Heaven Clan and is very powerful. You'd better not provoke him too much." Fu'er was quite worried and sent a message to Shen Lang.

"I understand, thank you Miss Fu'er for informing me." Shen Lang responded calmly.

As long as Leng Wushuang didn't provoke him again, he would definitely not take the initiative to provoke Leng Wushuang.

Leng Wushuang's father is the famous Fallen Ghost Emperor in Jiuzhou Continent, and his cultivation has reached the peak of Mahayana! He can be called a top monk.

Shen Lang didn't dare to mess with such a tough backstage.

Time passed little by little, and there were more and more monks in the hall. Several other young masters from the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan also arrived one after another and greeted Shen Lang.

"Brother Shen Lang, hahaha, I didn't expect you to come too!" Niu Feng, the young leader of the Minotaur Clan, immediately ran up and hugged Shen Lang with a smile on his face.

"Hey, Brother Shen, you are so mean. You came to Jiuzhou Continent and didn't even say hello to us!" Ma Long, the young master of the Horse-faced Ghost Clan, also stepped forward and cupped his fists at Shen Lang, smiling.

"I've seen Brother Niu and Brother Horse."

Shen Langke responded politely.

Different from last time, this time Niu Feng and Ma Long were accompanied by a Mahayana monk of their respective races to show their identities.

"Damn it, that bastard Shen Lang actually came to join in the fun!" Tianyou, who was seated not far away from the opposite side, gritted his teeth and stared at Shen Lang angrily.

"Young Master, don't forget what I said before, don't provoke this kid." The old man in black robe on the seat next to Tianyou said through the message.

"I know Uncle Hei, I won't provoke him if nothing happens!" Tianyou looked extremely gloomy, raised the wine glass on the table, and took a sip of wine.

Yin De saw that Shen Lang was unhappy and couldn't bear to say hello to him. Mengfei imitated Niu Feng and Ma Long and greeted Shen Lang as a sign of goodwill.

Shen Lang, who was only at the initial stage of integration, could actually allow the young master of the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan to greet him so politely. A group of guests couldn't help but look surprised, and they all speculated who this monk in white was.

Seeing that the young masters of the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan had a good relationship with Shen Lang, Leng Wushuang still dismissed them and drank alone.

In order to avoid suspicion, Fu'er did not talk too much with Shen Lang, but greeted the distinguished guests outside the hall.

Not long after, Feng Yaotian, the young master of the Feng Ghost Clan, and Feng Qingyue, the saint of the Feng Ghost Clan, appeared on the stage in their costumes.

"With the presence of these two great masters, the Charming Spirit Clan will flourish!" Fu'er smiled slightly and bowed to the two of them.

"You're welcome, Miss Fu'er. Today is the birthday banquet of Empress Hongfeng. Why shouldn't we come?" Feng Yaotian smiled and couldn't help but look at Fu'er a few more times.

Fu'er is the eldest lady of the Meiling Tribe and is known as the most beautiful woman in the Kyushu Continent. Although Feng Yaotian has eight concubines, he has always coveted Fu'er.

Unfortunately, Fu'er wore a veil that could block out the detection of divine consciousness, and Feng Yaotian's wish to see her beauty came to nothing.

Feng Qingyue watched Feng Yaotian staring at other beauties with squinting eyes, feeling a little angry in her heart, but she dared not speak out. She found that Feng Yaotian seemed to be getting colder and colder towards her since she was molested by Shen Lang.

No matter how she explained it, Feng Yaotian believed that she had been raped and violently raped by Shen Lang and had an improper relationship. This made Feng Qingyue extremely sad. Nothing really happened between her and Shen Lang.

Although Feng Yaotian knew that Feng Qingyue was innocent, this cuckold was indirectly placed on his head, so he felt very unhappy.

Every time he had sex with Feng Qingyue, he could always think of Shen Lang's attitude of whipping his woman, which made him feel sick, and he naturally disliked Feng Qingyue.

Almost two months had passed since the last incident, and Feng Yaotian's anger gradually dissipated.

The reason why he did not use his name as young master to issue a pursuit order against Shen Lang was mainly because of Shen Lang's special status and the fact that the matter itself was disgraceful. He did not want others to know that he was a cuckold.

It was a rare time to go out. Feng Yaotian was in a good mood today. After saying hello to Fu'er, he held Feng Qingyue's waist and strode towards the main hall.

"Young Master Feng, long time no see."

"Young Master Feng, you're fine!"

Many guests in the hall were familiar with Feng Yaotian and greeted him one after another.

Feng Yaotian also smiled and said some polite words.

"Young Master Feng, we meet again." Shen Lang sat upright and raised his wine glass towards Feng Yaotian with a smile.

This guy would discover him sooner or later, so Shen Lang was exposed first, making this guy a little defensive.

"This Tao"

Before Feng Yaotian could say the word "friend", he stared at Shen Lang. The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and he suddenly changed his color and said: "Boy, it's you!!!"

The roar was so loud that the entire hall was shaken.

All the monks turned their attention to Shen Lang and Feng Yaotian, with expressions of surprise and suspicion on their faces. Is it possible that the young master of the Fenggui Clan has some beef with this monk who is in the early stages of integration?

"You thief, how dare you come here!" Saint Feng Qingyue was extremely excited when she saw Shen Lang, and her voice rose an octave higher.

Fulida frowned, stepped forward and asked: "Young Master Feng, Miss Feng, what are you doing?"

"This kid and I have a sworn hatred!" Feng Yaotian pointed at Shen Lang angrily, trembling all over, he couldn't hold it in any longer.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met. Feng Yaotian didn't know how he survived the past two months and endured such humiliation. In his dreams, he wished he could tear Shen Lang into pieces!

As soon as these words came out, all the monks in the hall were shocked. There was a lot of gunpowder in Feng Yaotian's words.

Fu'er said seriously: "Young Master Feng, have you admitted the wrong person? How could this Young Master Shen Lang, who came to the Nine Provinces Continent not long ago, be enmity with you? What did he do to make you so unhappy?"

"he"

Feng Yaotian's words stopped and his face turned the color of pig's liver.

It would be too embarrassing for me to directly say, "He was strong and raped my concubine." Even if I beat Feng Yaotian to death, I wouldn't be able to say it out loud. In that case, my face as the young master of the Feng Gui Clan would be ruined and I would become a laughing stock.

"He's not!"

Feng Qingyue on the side wanted to speak out, but Feng Yaotian hurriedly blocked her mouth mid-sentence.