I, Goldfinger

Everyone can see it.

This is still a table, and there are three peerless Tianjiao gathered on the table, which is very eye-catching. Even if the Holy Body Ye Fan only holds the title of a top Tianjiao, he has attracted much attention because of his physique.

Everyone wants to see what this table can make a name for.

Everyone watched lively, but the Black Emperor and the Unscrupulous Taoist shivered.

Because there were peerless murderers sitting on both sides, namely the half-demon Tangshan and the Nine Tribulations Sword Lord Chu Yuzao, all of them were Tianjiao who killed without blinking, and their murderous reputations were famous.

There is also the most unscrupulous, brick man Du Yueshan.

Being at the same table with them is so insecure.

The Black Emperor and the Unscrupulous Taoist discussed in a whisper.

“What do we do now? Sitting here doesn’t even taste to drink…”

“Let’s just change tables!”

“Good way!”

Finally, they went out hand in hand, found that the other places were full, and walked back discouraged.

One person and one dog are sitting close together, so weak and helpless…

However, the Holy Body Ye Fan was able to talk and laugh with other Tianjiao.

He has nirvana three times, died nine times in the Yuan Ancient Mine, and has already looked down on life and death, and his Dao heart is strong. Moreover, his current strength is no longer the former Wuxia Amun, and he can look at these peerless Tianjiao equally.

Chu Yuza and Wu Zhao were surprised, and felt that Ye Fan’s temperament was very similar to them.

After a while, the young emperor vine also came.

It’s still that shining golden armor, and the golden big sword is matched around the waist, which is still magnificent!

It seems that it is not affected by the defeat a few days ago, and the demeanor is still the same, like the rising sun in the east, radiant!

Everyone admired him greatly, claiming to be a young emperor, wanting to walk out of the invincible supreme road, as a result, every battle must be lost, losing 6 games in a row, so far the Dao heart has not collapsed, too strong!

Maybe it’s the credit of his superb father, hypnotizing more, even he believes in himself!

He came late and the seats were filled.

He looked left and right, frowned slightly, and came to Ye Fan’s table.

Looking up was full of people who had defeated him, so annoying.

Because of his upset, Wang Teng slapped the table and said, “Pour me wine!” ”

The sound is deafening, so rightfully so!

At the table, everyone could see it, and finally their eyes focused on the unscrupulous Taoist priest with a smile.

Because in this table, he has the lowest status.

The unscrupulous Taoist priest wants to cry, the three murderers sitting around are already worried enough, they can’t eat and drink tasteless, why do they have to do the work of waiters?

And are there human rights?

What else can I do now, I had to pinch my nose and admit it!

“Yes… Yes, my lord, wait a minute! The unscrupulous Taoist priest immediately transformed into Xiao Erlang, took the wine jug and trotted to Wang Teng’s side, and poured the wine with low eyebrows.

Wang Teng frowned slightly: “You are too smelly, change one!” ”

“Yes!” The unscrupulous Taoist priest was amnestied, put down the wine jug and ran back to its original position, feeling relieved in his heart.

Everyone’s gaze shifted to the Black Emperor.

The unscrupulous Taoist priest sent a look: You ask for blessings.

The Black Emperor’s heart is full of MMPs.

I’m just a dog, why should I do such a thing to serve people?

I tell you, although I am a dog, I am also the king of dogs, and I will never wag my tail and beg for mercy!

Wang Teng slapped the table again and reprimanded: “Hurry up, do you need me to urge?” ”

“Yes!” The Black Emperor said with a grudge, opened the dog’s mouth and took the wine jug, pouring him wine.

Secretly said in my heart: dare to scold me and let you drink my saliva!

Looking at the huge black dog’s head in front of him, the saliva in the dog’s mouth dripped down, smelly, and Wang Teng slapped the table again and scolded: “Get out!” Don’t affect my appetite! ”

“Yes!” The Black Emperor also ran away if he was amnestied.

“Change, pour me wine!” Wang Teng said again.

This time, all eyes were focused on the Holy Body Ye Fan.

Among the present, he had the lowest status.

“Brother Ye, ask for blessings, I can’t help you! But if you are willing to cooperate with me in depth, I can help you block it! The female emperor said with a smile, and her thumb and forefinger slowly rubbed up.

This gesture is universal: ask for money!

“Brother Ye, I mean the same thing!” Chu Yuza also didn’t have any restraints, and wanted to take the opportunity to make a profit.

As for the half-demon Tangshan, he ignored the outside world from beginning to end, and kept drinking himself.

Even if Wang Teng came, he only glanced up.

“You don’t need to, I, Ye, will solve it myself!” Ye Fandao, it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself.

Wang Teng turned his head to look at Ye Fan, and shot again: “Call you, did you hear it, come and pour me wine!” ”

Ye Fan’s heart was full of anger and said, “Why should I pour you wine?” You have hands and feet, you can’t do it yourself? Everyone is also human, why should I listen to you? ”

“It seems that you want to see the sharpness of my sword!” Wang Teng’s eyes were murderous.

“I really want to meet you!” Ye Fan stiffened: “I want to see if the young emperor who has lost consecutive battles can continue to write glory and lose under my Ye Fan?” ”

“How daring!” Wang Teng raised his sword to Ye Fan, and Ye Fan refused to let it, and the atmosphere was a little frozen.

Everyone around looked at the table and discussed it in a low voice.

“The Young Emperor and the Holy Body Ye Fan are opposed, who loses and who wins?”

“Does this still need to be said, although Wang Teng has repeatedly lost battles, his opponents are all peerless Tianjiao, and Ye Fan is far behind!”

“It shouldn’t be able to fight, but it’s hard to say later!”

“The Eucharist is in trouble, it’s a pity!”

……

Wang Teng withdrew the sword in his hand and said coldly: “Today I will give the senior of the God of Wine a face, let you go!” After the banquet, see you outside the city! Look at your strength, whether it supports your guts! ”

“I can’t ask for it!” Ye Fan sat down.

Lin Beifan was happy to see that the Holy Body Ye Fan was about to rise.

Wang Teng is really possessed by the god of decay, and the other protagonists are all able to avoid evil, or turn into luck, and he bumps into the protagonist and becomes a tool for the other party to brush his reputation.

Looking down, I saw the little junior sister looking at Ye Fan and the others, looking very serious and thinking.

“Little junior sister, what are you thinking?”

“Senior brother, I always feel that Wang Teng is going to be unlucky!”

Lin Beifan was shocked, this little junior sister should not be a prophet, how can he guess it every time?