Chapter 424 Is it tomorrow?
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"It's really a huge scene."

Murong Tian smashed his tongue.

Looking at the Xiange Plaza in front of him, which has been rehearsed for the tenth time, his face is full of complacency.

In order to fulfill the marriage contract this time.

Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion almost gave him Murong Tian the greatest power.

Murong Tian also took the opportunity to create momentum for himself.

This matter was fueled in the upper class, and it became more and more turbulent.

under the spotlight.

Murong Tian's already handsome and upright figure made countless girls in the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion look sideways.

Murong Tian licked his lips, his mind had already begun to fantasize about sitting on the throne of the Lord of the Immortal Pavilion.

Murong Gang next to him smirked and cupped his hands;

"Brother, you are going to marry that Fang Jiuran soon, and Fang Miu will have to support you as well."

"When you become the real owner of the Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion, not only that Fang Jiuran, but also that Fang Miuyou can...hehe".

This kid Murong Gang is very good!

When Murong Tian heard this, the smile on his face became even more intense.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have any thoughts about Fairy Misty, she is my senior sister, a sacred and inviolable existence."

He said so, but Fang Piaomiao's stunning face also appeared in Murong Tian's heart.

This Fang family is really easy to produce beautiful women!

Thinking that if he could get these two beautiful sisters into his pocket, it would be the pleasure of being an emperor.

Murong Tian couldn't help but licked his lips again, and immediately seemed to think of something;
"By the way, have you invited people from the Fang clan?"

After he joined Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion, he basically lost contact with the secular world.

It was thanks to the help of this cousin that he was able to make such a big show this time.

"Fang Clan of the Four Great Clans? Invited, but this Fang Clan doesn't seem to be too interested in the marriage contract made by Hua Jiuli, and didn't send any big shots here."

"Hmph, the four major clans? It's just a group of idiots in the secular world, and those so-called one spring, two veins, three guardians, four clans, eight gates, and twelve families, it's okay to fight fiercely with some Orientals."

"Among the powers in the secular world, the only one I can take a fancy to is the Lord of Changquan, and the rest are just cannon fodder for small troubles."

When it comes to the Lord of Changquan, even Murong Tian, ​​who has a high position in the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion, has to pay attention to it.

But in order to improve one's status a little bit, it is not impossible to verbally step on the master of Changquan to have a mouthful;
"But this guy is also an idiot."

"I played myself to death for some secular disputes, a fool."

Said to stay out of things, ignorant of world affairs.

But this Murong Tian obviously also has some understanding of the game of the high-level Chinese.

Murong just now would not let go of such an opportunity to flatter;
"Brother is saying that the Lord of Changquan and the God of War are both idiots, who played a high-level game of national honor and played themselves to death."

"The other one actually dared to rob the eldest brother for a woman, what are you doing, elder brother...".

boom--

Who doesn't know that the Uncommon God of War is that Fang Chen!

Upon hearing this person's name, a trace of indignation flashed across Murong Tian's eyes, and he squeezed Murong Gang's throat fiercely.

"Don't mention Fang Chen, the lost dog to me."

Humph.

With a cold snort, he directly threw Murong Gang away.

"It's nothing more than a young person who has made the first move.

I, Murong Tian, ​​can crush him no matter in terms of qualifications, background, appearance, or talent."

"Although Fang Jiuran does not accept this point now, it will definitely be seen in the future."

After saying this, Murong Tian also realized that he had lost his composure just now, but how could he let go of his good face;
"That Fang Chen once boasted that he would come to my Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion to snatch a marriage, just let him come.

If this tease dares to come, I will find an opportunity to kill him."

After saying this, Murong Tiancai walked aside with a sullen face and continued to direct the layout of the wedding scene.

……

In Changquan City, the Martial Arts Field of the Lin Family Manor, above the empty field, the roar of the youth resounded through the sky.

"Kunlun formula; hate the sky without a grip, hate the earth without a ring"

Two violent silver-white qi collided against the wave.

boom!
boom--

In an instant, a figure was knocked into the air.

"Come again...".

Fang Chen fell heavily to the ground and got up in a panic.

He stared intently at the opponent not far in front of him.

A trace of helplessness appeared on the face of his opponent's rigid zombie;
"Okay, Fang Chen, come here first, take a rest."

"Hengyang, fight for another round!".

Fang Chen didn't give up, he pulled Hengyang God of War and said.

That's right, the one who appeared beside Fang Chen as a training partner at this moment was the God of War of Hengyang who participated in the martial arts exchange competition together before.

Hengyang God of War smiled wryly;
"Why are you doing this? How long have I been addicted to Kunlun Jue? You have only studied Kunlun Jue for a few days?".

"If you keep using Kunlun tactics to fight me, no matter how talented you are, you can't be my opponent."

Yes, Fang Chen has successfully practiced the Kunlun Art.

But during this period of time, when fighting with Hengyang, Fang Chen only used the Kunlun Qi.

After all, if it is played at its full potential.

Of course, the God of War in Hengyang cannot be his opponent.

But now Fang Chen only wants to increase the use of Kunlun Qi.

Hearing the Hengyang God of War let go.

Huang Bufan over there also smiled;

"Okay, boy Fang, enough is enough.

The God of War in Hengyang is kind enough to be your training partner.

You have to give others a chance to breathe."

Hearing this, Fang Chen silently put away his posture.

Hengyang God of War patted Fang Chen on the shoulder; "You bastard...".

Two days ago, when Hengyang God of War received Fang Chen's call, he already knew what happened.

The two of them had fought side by side in the martial arts exchange meeting as a relationship.

As a brother, God of War in Hengyang is obliged to do so, and the first time he knew that Fang Chen needed his help, he rushed back to Changquan City.

Fang Chen stood up unsteadily, shaking his head;

"I have to increase my proficiency in Kunlun Jue.

Speaking of Hengyang, why is your Kunlun Qi condensed always stronger than mine?"

Hengyang War God and Huang Bufan looked at each other helplessly.

Huang Bufan couldn't help but opened his mouth and said;

"Aren't you talking nonsense, kid? How long have you been practicing the Kunlun Jue since Hengyang God of War practiced it?"

"Your control over Kunlun Qi is not as good as Yanhuang Qi, not to mention that Kunlun Qi itself is a kind of thick and true Qi, which is completely different from the methods you used to fight with Yanhuang Qi."

Hearing Huang Bufan speak, Fang Chen suddenly fell into silence.

At this moment, Lin Zifan knocked on the door; "Uncle Huang, that...".

"Enter".

"Uncle Huang".

Lin Zifan smiled wryly and stood outside the door.

He waved at Huang Bufan, and glanced at Fang Chen not far away with a hesitant expression.

Huang Bufan gave a dry laugh;
"Don't worry, Fang Xiaozi has already made mental preparations, you can just come in directly."

Hearing this, Lin Zifan nodded helplessly.

"Uncle Huang, this".

As the No.

[-] family in Changquan City, the Lin family was on the list of banquets at the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion, and of course the Lin family was also included.

Fang Chen's eyes fell on Lin Zifan's hands.

An envelope with beautiful embroidery patterns, with a blue long sword painted on it.

It's a wedding invitation!

Fang Chen took a cigarette and squatted aside with a blank expression, puffing.

It's just that anyone with a discerning eye can observe that Fang Chen's palms are trembling slightly, showing that the young man's heart is not peaceful.

"Is it tomorrow?".

(End of this chapter)