With him here, he can make good use of it.

Laughing at the moment, Ling Luoyu threw the invitation into Feng Chenglin's hands.

"Ghost, isn't this your letter?!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What kind of wind do these three young masters have? !

He accepted the invitation with a dazed expression, and slowly opened it.

"We are planning to hold a wedding banquet for our third son, Qing Yimin, on August 19th. We would like to invite Mr. Ghost from the mercenary union to join us..."

Feng Chenglin was even more confused.

Where is this for him? !

Ling Luoyu meaningfully pointed to the word "ghost", and tapped it lightly a few times.

"See, it's for Mr. Phantom, it's for you, and it's for me..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Isn't this still for you?

It's so good, why do you have to put it on his head? !

He was depressed, but Ping Yizhi seemed to wake up.

He looked Feng Chenglin up and down, and frowned thoughtfully.

"You...you are Mr. Ghost of the Mercenary Union?!"

"ah?"

Feng Chenglin was startled.

Before he had time to deny it, Ling Luoyu pinched his arm with one hand and introduced him with a smile.

"Master Ping, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Ghost from the Mercenary Union..."

Feng Chenglin's eyeballs almost popped out, and he suddenly turned to look at Ling Luoyu.

Under the signal of her eyes, the corners of her mouth twitched in response.

"Yes, yes, it is the ghost below..."

"Mr. You, this is one of the five Hall Masters of our Qiyun Sect, Hall Master Ping Yi Zhi Ping..."

"I've heard that Mr. You is young, but I didn't expect him to be this age! He really is young and promising, and he is full of heroism!!"

Ping Yizhi laughed loudly, and held Feng Chenglin's hand with both hands, as if he had been a friend for many years.

"There are only three killing orders this year, one in the hands of our suzerain and one in the hands of Mr. You. As long as we work together, the Qiyun sect and the mercenary union will one day become something that people all over the world will look up to." Zongmen family!"

"Yes, yes!" Feng Chenglin laughed bitterly.

He still didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Ling Luoyu's gourd, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he could only respond in a humble manner.

"Since Mr. You is also going to the Qingmang Villa to attend the wedding banquet, it's just right to go with our Mr. Ling!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What does it mean to go together! ? !

Seeing Feng Chenglin, Ping Yizhi was obviously happier than seeing Ling Luoyu, he laughed and went to arrange a banquet, saying that he would welcome Feng Chenglin.

The corner of Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched as he sent him away, and then he couldn't wait to look at Ling Luoyu.

"Third Young Master, what do you mean? How did I become a ghost?! Then what are you?"

Ling Luoyu frowned bitterly, and briefly explained the matter.

"Fatty Feng, no one knows my real identity except you and my father. You won't let me play two roles as a schizophrenic person to attend that Lao Shizi's wedding banquet?!"

Qingmang Villa invited ghosts, presumably because of the killing order.

They wanted to court her!

If you refuse to go, it will definitely have an impact on the future development of the mercenary union.

So, the ghost must go!

But Ling San had to go, after all, she would represent Qi Yunzong at that time.

Feng Chenglin was stunned, a schadenfreude smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he immediately frowned in embarrassment.

"But I... am not a ghost after all! What if what? Don't I want that?!"

Ling Luoyu squinted unhappily: "Fatty man, what the hell are you doing?! Eating and drinking for free while bearing the title of my young master, what the hell is wrong with you?!"

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