Chapter 1263: Let them fight

Feng Chenglin didn't expect that he laughed, causing them to be so opposed, and he couldn't help being a little confused.

"Three young masters, what should I do?"

Ling Luoyu drank tea calmly, turning a blind eye to the noise and chaos around him.

"Sit down, drink tea, and let them fight!"

"what?!"

Feng Chenglin was startled, and his expression was dazed.

"But they are going to fight!!"

After all, he caused it, and if he fights because of this, he will be very guilty.

Ling Luoyu's feather eyelashes trembled lightly, his eyes lightened slightly, Yun Danfeng lightly looked at both sides of the sword.

"Don't worry, they can't fight!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

This profound energy was flying all over the sky, and it was about to start, but he couldn't fight.

Ling Luoyu's eyes fell towards Lishan.

"Because the protagonist hasn't come yet!"

Although Lishan seemed to have an unusual identity and a very awkward cross, he was sitting on the left side of the center.

The few chairs in the middle of the new alliance are still empty, which means that the more important protagonist has not arrived yet.

The protagonist hasn't arrived yet, these little supporting actors can't afford to make trouble!

"protagonist?!"

Feng Chenglin was surprised, followed Ling Luoyu's look, and suddenly understood.

"In that case, the most important person on the Xinmeng side hasn't come yet?!"

"Yeah! The protagonist hasn't arrived. No matter how much these little characters are tossing about, it's a trifling matter, and I dare not make too big!"

Ling Luoyu chuckled sideways.

"Sit down, drink tea, and watch the excitement!!"

Feng Chenglin answered and sat down.

Who knows——

"squeak"

Feng Chenglin made a mistake and only touched the corner of the chair when he sat down.

After sinking, the chair under him instantly slid to one side.

"Ahhh", Fatty Feng fell to the ground.

Ling Luoyu immediately held his forehead with his hand.

Your uncle! !

Fatty Feng, are you a funny monkey invited by a monkey? !

The old alliance and the new alliance were at war, and the hall was extremely silent.

Feng Chenglin instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Ling Luoyu silently put down the tea cup and moved the chair to the side, indicating that he is not familiar with Feng Feng.

Feng Chenglin was so embarrassed, he got up with a smile, and patted the dirt on his hips mockingly.

"Sorry to disturb you, you continue... continue..."

Everyone: "..."

Go on a woolen thread! !

They were forced by the situation, and when they were in a hurry, they didn't want to meet in blood.

Otherwise, they would still grind a hair, they would have done it long ago!

Now Feng Chenglin's fall is a step for both of them.

An old man with a gray beard from the Old League stepped forward: "Brothers from the Old League, listen to me, Wei Changhe, say that we are here as guests to the banquet, not to add to the frustration! Today is the young owner of Qingmang Villa. Let’s bear it for a while, don’t spoil this joy!!"

Chu Zixu also beckoned, signalling the people of the old alliance to converge.

"The head of Wei is right. We don’t look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha. We don’t have a relationship with the old and young villager for two days. Qing Yimin is the child we grew up looking at, the day of his wedding. , Can't be destroyed in our own hands! Of course!"

He glared hard at the people of the new alliance.

"If someone dares to make trouble, we will not spare them either!"

Li Shan also raised his hand, Yin Yin smiled and said: "People in the old league have said so, how about our new league, we should have a bit of face for the young owner, right?! Everyone sits down, what's the matter? , After the wedding banquet, let's talk about..."