The Supreme Lord Donghuang

The circle of the family of Chu Wangcheng is not big, and it is not small.

The younger generations of the wealthy family also have their own circles.

As in the previous Yang Ziyan, as a child of the Yang family of the bottom family, she has a good relationship with her, such as Zheng Jiasan, Miss Zheng Qiuhe, and is also a child of the bottom family.

Ren Jiapei’s circle is the son of a medium-sized family, and he has to go up to a higher level than Yang Zi’s original circle.

"Sister Jia Pei, this one around you, is Miss Purple? It really is better to meet, it is indeed a beautiful woman."

Wearing a Tsing Yi, about a twenty-year-old young man, some of them looked at the girl around Ren Jiapei with amazement, but quickly and consciously regained their gaze.

Although the beauty is good, it is not that he can get involved.

This beautiful girl is the woman who sees the big master of the Shijia Shijia family. This is not a secret in the king city of Chu.

"Ok."

Ren Jiapei nodded and immediately introduced the other girl to the girl. "Sister Zi Zi, this is the second master of Hu family, Hu Qing."

The girl looked at Hu Qing's eyes and nodded faintly. It was a greeting, a cold temperament, like the beginning of Qinglian, invisible to a thousand miles away.

"Who is this?"

At the same time, Hu Qing’s eyes fell on the white teenagers next to the two women, and there was a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

"He is my big brother, not the people in our circle."

Ren Jiapei spoke up and said that when the word "Zhou Da Ge" was used, the tone was with a bit of respect.

"Mr.Zhou?"

At the same time, Hu Qing found that the girl around Ren Jiapei, when looking at the teenager of Zhou, the coldness in her eyes disappeared, replaced by the gentleness of water, just like watching her own lover.

"This brother, can you speak in one step?"

Hu Qing blinked and smiled and asked Zhou Donghuang.

"Ok?"

Zhou Donghuang first glimpsed, then nodded faintly, and walked to the side, and Hu Qing followed the past.

"brothers."

Hu Qing went to Zhou Donghuang's side and opened the door and said: "As far as I know... Chu Wangcheng, and even Yunyang, there is no family of Zhou surnamed above the family."

"I advise you, it is better to stay away from the Yang Ziyan... It is the woman who sees the big master of the Shijia family Shijia, and if he let him know that Yang Ziyan is affectionate to you, he will not let you go."

"We Hu Jiahe made a good life with the family. I regard Jia Pei as my sister. Since you are her friend, I need to remind you."

Hu Qing reminded.

"You asked me to take a step and talk to me about this?"

Zhou Donghuang was a glimpse first, and then smiled a little. "Thank you for reminding... But I haven't cared about whether I have let go of me."

Stone 钰?

Big valve family Shijiada young master?

If he remembers correctly, Shi Hao, the old man of Shijie, died in his hand three months ago.

At that time, Shijia’s gathering of eight martial arts monks was also witnessing him killing Shi Hao, and he did not dare to put one.

However, when he heard Hu Qing’s words, Zhou Donghuang could not help but smile secretly...

Now, even a person who saw him and Yang Ziyan for the first time can see that Yang Ziyan is interested in him?

"Brother, what I said, I said it... What to do next is your own business."

Hu Qing shook his head and only felt that the teenager in front of him was ignorant.

In his view, he looked at Ren Jiapei's face and reminded him that he was already benevolent.

The other party is interested in finding death, and he has no way.

"If there is a family behind the sister of Jia Pei, she rushed to accept Yang Ziyan three months ago, it will be enough for her to be robbed... But even so, Renjia lost all opportunities to cooperate with Shijia."

"This boy, there is no background, dare to come to Yang Zi with a brow, just looking for a dead end!"

......

As time went by, the backyard of Weijiafu, as the venue for the gatherings of the descendants of the family, became more and more lively.

When Zhou Donghuang came, the children of the family of the giants who came to the scene were only a few.

About half an hour later, there were already more than a dozen grandfather family members present.

Among them, there is also a young lady who was once removed from the Yang family after Yang Ziyan was removed from the bottom of the door.

However, not every young lady who is in the same family as Yang Ziyan’s sisters is like Zheng Qiuhe.

There were one or two people who took the initiative to go to Yang Ziyan and apologized to her, and explained their own difficulties.

Of course, more people, like Zheng Qiuhe, completely ignore Yang Ziyan, as if they have never had any friendship with Yang Ziyan.

If it is the previous Yang Ziyan, my heart may be a bit sloppy.

However, after three months, her heart was calm, because she had left these things behind and did not care.

Those who have loved their sisters in the past, whether they are apologizing now or ignoring her, are no longer important to her.

Now, what she cares about is the white boy who is eating fruit at the long table that is not far from the fruit.

"Sister Jia Pei, you are busy with you, I am going to find Zhou Big Brother."

When he greeted Ren Jiapei, the girl walked over to the teenager standing not far away.

The teenager who was originally like a transparent person in the eyes of others, as the girl walked over, a cold face burst into a smile at the right time, and suddenly became the focus of the audience.

"Who is that?"

"Just a little, this Yang Ziyan, except for Ren Jiapei around her, is cold-faced to anyone... Now, in front of this boy, she even showed a smile?"

"This white boy, who is it?"

"We have such a number of characters in the family of the great kings of Chu King City?"

......

The attention of a group of wealthy family members in the field, brushed down on Zhou Donghuang's body, one by one full of curiosity about Zhou Donghuang's identity.

However, they exchanged each other for a while, but no one knew this white boy.

The white boy is like a general out of the air.

"This week, the emperor, it is unfortunate."

Seeing the closeness of Yang Ziyan, Zhou Donghuang became the focus of the audience. Hu Hu’s second master Hu Qing shook his head and sighed.

In his opinion:

This week, the emperor is not fascinating.

Once it is eye-catching, it is a disaster for him.

"Hu Qingge, do you know him?"

A young man who was talking to Hu Qing about eighteen or nine years old, saw Hu Qing looking at the white teenager and sighed, curiously asked.

"I don't know...but he is a friend of Jiapei. I have just said two words to him."

Hu Qing shook his head.

"What is he coming to? Look at Yang Zi's appearance, obviously fascinated by him..."

When the young man asked, he shook his head. "If the stone master of the stone family saw this scene, would it be that he would be angry?"

"His name is Zhou, can you have anything to do?"

Hu Qing continued to shake his head.

"Mr.Zhou?"

The young people frowned slightly, and they tried their best to think about it. Yunyang was in China, going to the royal family, going down to the Wangfu of the Dawangling, and even the various family of the great family, the family of the giants, it seems that there is no family of Zhou.

"I didn't come, is it so close to Yang Ziyan?"

When the young man looked at Zhou Donghuang again, he shook his head slightly, and his eyes showed a bit of mercy.

Didn't come, but I was so close to Yang Ziyan, who was regarded as a banned by Shijiada Master Shijie, isn't it looking for death?

"Purple, this apple is not bad... Do you want one?"

Zhou Donghuang, as if no one was holding the apple in his hand, chewed the apple meat and smiled and asked the girl who came.

"Okay."

The girl smiled like a flower, as if in an instant, she completed the transformation of the goddess of high cold to the girl next door, and saw a group of wealthy children.

"give."

Zhou Donghuang picked up an apple from the fruit plate on the table and handed it to the girl, while the girl reached for it and chewed it slowly.

Painting style, as if to freeze at this moment.

A young girl in white, a young boy in white wins the snow, standing face to face, holding an apple in his hand.

The eyes that swept around were as if they were completely ignored by both of them.

At this moment, there seems to be only two of them in this world.

"Ding Wei, who is this boy?"

In the corner of the gathering of the top family, a young man wearing a silver robe and looking handsome, curious to ask the young men around him.

The young man, handsome and handsome, with a brow eyebrow, dressed in a white coat, holds a folding fan in his hand and has an elegant temperament.

And he is the host of today, the young master of the top giant family, Wei Hongtao.

"do not know."

In the face of the inquiry of the silver robe teenager, Wei Hongtao stopped the folding fan that had been gently tapping his hand and shook his head.

"Don't know? How did he come in?"

The silver robe is awkward.

"I am looking for someone to ask."

Soon, Wei Hongtao called the children of the Wei family who were responsible for the meeting today. He learned from the other side that the white boy was coming in with Mrs. Ren Jiapei.

"With the appointment of Jia Pei? Last name?"

The silver robe juvenile brows one. "It seems that he is not a child of the family... at least, not a family of the family above the giants."

When the voice fell, his gaze lit up again. "Zhang Yongshan of Zhang’s family rushed over to the boy... In normal times, he likes to go to the stone shovel. Before the horse, today, it seems that he wants to help Shijie."

Under the watchful eyes of a group of wealthy family members, a young man of about 20 years old and of medium size walked toward Zhou Donghuang.

"Boy, if you don't want to die, it's best to stay away from my house."

The young man went to Zhou Donghuang and stared at Zhou Donghuang with a cold eye.

"sister in law?"

Zhou Donghuang a glimpse.

"She is my nephew."

The young man looked at Zhou Donghuang and stretched his finger to the girl in front of Zhou Donghuang.

"Zhang Yongshan, don't talk nonsense."

The smile on the girl's face disappeared, covered with a layer of frost, the autumn 眸 icy cold, staring at the youth.