VRMMO: Nine Rounds of Reincarnation

Yes, as Samadhi Shi said, although Long Teng Tianxia, ​​Dionysian Du Kang and others did not take any action, Long Jieyu and Nv Erhong frequently contacted others. It was obvious that they were arranging people from their own gangs to fight for the city in advance. Prepare your heart.

"Well, Long Jieyu and his daughter Hongxing knew how to do it without Uncle Bacchus' instructions." Polang Chengfeng was a little shocked, and then muttered: "They are so cunning, I was almost fooled by them."

"Who can build a gang into one of the top ten gangs is simple? I'm afraid you are the only one as crazy as Sister Feng." Othello teased. She glanced at Fireworks Yi Leng and Samadhi Shi: "Fortunately, there are Sister Shi and Fireworks, they can handle these things in an orderly manner."

"Hey, there are fireworks and poems here, so there's no need for me to worry about these." Po Lang Chengfeng said with a smile, and she didn't pay attention to Othello's teasing.

"The Long family and the Meijiu family have also made preparations in advance, so we..." Zhiyue said, she was a little worried.

"Don't worry, we are definitely more prepared than them." Sitting on Qinxin's seat to comfort her, she smiled gently: "The most important thing is that we are stronger than them. This is a fact."

"That's right." Samadhi Shi nodded.

While several people were chatting about this, Midnight Shu finally ended the call, and without waiting for anyone to ask, he smiled and said: "I have reached an agreement with Shang Yanshang. They will give us priority to hide the professional scrolls, and the price is only the market price. Eighty percent."

"This is quite good." Samadhi Shi nodded, and then she looked at everyone: "Okay, now all the preparations that can be done have been done. Next, Sister Feng, you can have a good chat with Uncle Feng and Uncle Leng. , it can be seen that the two uncles are in a good mood today."

"With Uncle Bacchus here, how can I be needed?" Po Lang Chengfeng muttered. Although he said this, he still walked towards Feng Chen and the others.

"By the way, Uncle Feng asked Ye Luo to be his son-in-law." Othello said suddenly, and then looked at Po Lang Chengfeng and Ye Luo playfully.

Suddenly hearing these words, Po Lang Chengfeng and Ye Luo stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Their faces turned red with embarrassment. The former muttered: "It's true, the old man is talking more and more without taboos, and he is not afraid of other people's jokes. "

While saying this, Po Lang fled away as if fleeing in the wind, leaving behind the laughter of Othello and others and the wry smile of Ye Luo, who was at a loss.

Next, everyone continued to go to where Feng Chen was.

As soon as he got close, Feng Chen said: "Crazy girl, Xiao Shu, I have discussed with brother Leng and plan to increase investment."

Hearing this, Po Lang Chengfeng's eyes lit up, but she tried to calm down her emotions and said, "It has nothing to do with me. What you invested in is Xiaoshu, and I have never used your money."

"You stinky girl." Feng Chen laughed and scolded, but he didn't take it seriously. He looked at Midnight Book and Fireworks Yi Leng: "Little Book, Fireworks, we will discuss the specific investments when we have time. I feel relieved to leave these investments to Fireworks."

"Thank you Uncle Feng for your trust." Yanhua Yi Leng said, but his tone was still calm.

"Brother Leng, do you have anything to tell the little ones?" Feng Chen looked at Leng Shuang.

After taking a look at the fireworks, Yi Leng finally stopped at Ye Luo and Leng Shuang said, "Xiao Ye, are you interested in being my son-in-law?"

Originally, he was prepared to listen to Leng Shuang's lecture. After all, he knew from Yanhua Yi Leng that he was not an ordinary person. But when he suddenly heard such a sentence, everyone was stunned, and the person involved, Ye Luo, was even more stunned. Even Yanhua Yi Leng was stunned. The red lips were slightly opened, and it was obvious that she was also shocked.

Of course, Yanhua Yi Leng reacted quickly. Although she was quite shy, she didn't worry about exposing anything even though she was wearing a mask. When she saw Ye Luo looking at her desperately for help, she seemed like she hadn't seen him before.

The reason for this was because of the hidden thoughts in Yanhua Yi Leng's heart. She wanted to know what Ye Luo would do next, whether...

Seeing that Yan Hua Yi Leng's plea for help went nowhere, Ye Luo didn't know how to respond for a moment, but at this time Feng Chen came to the rescue: "Hey, brother Leng, Xiao Ye is the boyfriend of my crazy girl, we can't steal this."

"Does it count as fake?" Although he was asking rhetorically, Leng Shuang's tone was still indifferent. He glanced at Ye Luo and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Xiao Ye, you don't need to say anything, I already know it."

Listening to these inexplicable words, everyone was confused, but they also admired Leng Shuang even more, secretly thinking that he was indeed Yanhua Yi Leng's father, so mysterious and unpredictable.

Thinking about it, no one had ever told him about Ye Luo and Po Lang Chengfeng pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend. Moreover, after he came back, he only had a few words and then went to chat with Feng Chen and Bacchus Du Kang, but he found out This incident shows how keen his observation skills are.

Now that he said such profound words, everyone admired him even more.

Of course, Ye Luoke couldn't think of so much. He just knew that he didn't have to answer Leng Shuang's questions, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Leng, what do you know?" Po Lang Chengfeng was very curious, not only her, but also everyone else, even Fireworks Yi Leng was curious about it.

With a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, Leng Shuang looked at Po Lang Chengfeng, with a serious look on his face: "See through but don't tell, Girl Feng should understand."

"Uh..." Po Lang Chengfeng was stunned, as if she also knew Leng Shuang's character, so she resentfully did not ask.

"Hey, Brother Leng, you are still so hateful and talk nonsense." Feng Chen said carelessly: "Hey, I have promised you that you are not allowed to compete with me for my son-in-law. This is something I finally liked."

"Not understanding can only mean your problem." Leng Shuang said lightly, with a smile on his lips again: "It doesn't matter whether he is your son-in-law or not, it depends on their fate. In addition, you see The number of sons-in-law you have can be counted on the palm of your hand."

Hearing this, Feng Chen smiled, feeling embarrassed: "Hey, those don't count, those don't count. I used to worry that the crazy girl wouldn't be able to get married, so I scouted out a few for her. Those people can't compare with Xiaoye. "

"Old man, what are you talking about? With so many people here, I'm not afraid of others laughing at me." Po Lang Chengfeng was shy, and then hurriedly changed the subject: "Dad, it's getting late. Uncle Bacchus didn't eat much in the morning. We Can we have a banquet now?"

"Hey, we're talking about your business, don't use me as a spearman." The God of Wine Du Kang said angrily, and then he looked at Feng Chen and Leng Shuang: "Brother Feng, Brother Leng, you two daughters are so powerful. The contract we negotiated previously bullied me quite badly."

"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer." Leng Shuang said calmly, and then changed the subject: "I brought 60-year-old Moutai, which should be able to make up for your wounded heart."

Hearing this, the god of wine Du Kang's eyes lit up: "Hey, I can make up for it. Brother Leng understands me best, so what are we waiting for? Brother Feng, let's start the banquet quickly. I really didn't eat well this morning."

Previously, they said not to use him as a spearman, but now they asked him to start the banquet early. This shows that Du Kang, the god of wine, is famous for his good wine.

"It's a banquet, it's a banquet, a bunch of little kids are starving." Feng Chen said, and then waved his hand, and someone went to prepare it.

On the side, Yanhua Yi Leng was quite surprised when she heard that Leng Shuang actually made a joke. She also knew that her father was in a good mood today. Thinking of his unpredictable words before, she couldn't help but have some thoughts.

The banquet was quickly arranged. Looking at the delicacies with all the colors, aromas and flavors, everyone couldn't help but salivate in their mouths and move their index fingers. The strong aroma of wine mixed with it made people even more appetizing.

However, Pilang Chengfeng had no time to discuss these things. She quietly leaned next to Yanhua Yi Leng and asked, "Yanhua, what did Uncle Leng mean by those words just now?"

Obviously, Po Lang Chengfeng had been struggling with Leng Shuang's previous words, but she couldn't ask him face to face, which made her a little anxious. She scratched her heart and finally found an opportunity to ask Yan Hua Yi Leng. After all, in her heart, she was the only one who could understand. Leng Shuang’s words.

"That sentence?" Yanhua Yi Leng was obviously distracted.

"Of course it's the phrase 'Xiaoye, you don't have to say it, I already know it.' Do you know what Uncle Leng means?" Po Lang Chengfeng asked again. She had been struggling with this matter, so she didn't pay attention to the fireworks. Strangely cold.

"I'm not sure what it means." Yanhua Yi Leng shook his head: "As you know, my father understands philosophy much more deeply than I do. I don't understand many of his words."

Po Lang Chengfeng would never doubt the words of Yan Hua Yi Leng. She said with a sad face: "I'm so impatient. What does Uncle Leng mean by that sentence?"

"Sister Feng, you care so much about this sentence, do you care about this sentence or about Ye Luo?" Samadhi Shi on the side said with interest.

"Of course that's what he said..." Po Lang Chengfeng blurted out, but was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"How can you care about the meaning of this sentence if you don't care about people?" Samadhi Shi asked, with a smile on her lips: "It seems that both you and Yanhua are a little obsessed with the authorities."

Hearing this, Yanhua Yi Leng's beautiful eyes lit up a little, and it was obvious that she already knew something.

As for breaking the waves and riding the wind, she was even more stunned and muttered: "What do you mean? Do you know what Uncle Leng meant by that sentence?"

"Although I don't quite understand the meaning of that sentence, I don't have to understand it." Samadhi Shi said mysteriously, and the smile on her lips became thicker: "Just look at Uncle Leng's expression when he said that sentence. Guessed enough information."

Hearing this, Yanhua Yi Leng looked clear, and her pretty face hidden behind the mask became even redder, and her heart became more hopeful.

As for Breaking the Waves and Riding the Wind, she was even more confused. She murmured: "Everyone is so mysterious, why don't we just explain it clearly?"

"As Uncle Leng said, don't tell the truth when you see it, otherwise things may change." Samadhi Shi continued mysteriously.

Hearing this, Po Lang Chengfeng became angry, but at this time the banquet had already started, so she could not ask any more questions, and at this time Ner Hong also came with Jian Nanchun, so the meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, Po Lang Chengfeng put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being and geared up to prepare for a big fight with the 'enemy'.