no personality > The traitor goes down the mountain: the stunning w > Chapter 611: Reading the mandarin duck score on the spot

Chapter 611: Reading the mandarin duck score on the spot

"Is this the King of Kunming? He is really domineering!"

Seeing the group of people coming in force, everyone looked sideways and their hearts were surging.

In addition to the experts around Wen Renduo, there was also a beautiful girl in her twenties following behind him.

The other party is wearing a pair of silver high heels, which makes his already proud figure look even more upright and charming.

The petite figure looks particularly endearing among the strong men, and the glowing skin is as if a flashlight has been turned on, making it difficult for people to take their eyes away.

"A bunch of guys who have never seen the world." Facing the attention of everyone present, Wen Renxiao looked scornful.

She is like the aloof fairy on the snow-capped mountains, which makes people only dare to look at her from a distance and not dare to get close easily.

"This little witch is here?!"

Cui Pengyi glanced at Wen Renxiao, immediately shrank his neck and moved his eyes away.

An acquaintance was a little surprised to see this lustful fat man change his previous sinister look.

He pushed Cui Pengyi with a playful smile and asked: "Brother Cui, isn't this beautiful girl prettier than the one just now? Why don't you even dare to look at her? Does she have any great background? ?”

Hearing this question, Cui Pengyi rolled his eyes and said: “Nonsense, you don’t know, right? She just holds it in her hand for fear of dropping it, so she keeps it in her mouth. The little girl in Kunming who is afraid of being laughed at is the little witch of Kunming!"

"Anyone who dares to take advantage of her will be punished badly. I don't dare to get angry."

I have to say that Cui Pengyi knows how to look at his face. No wonder he was in such a chaotic situation in Kunming

"Oh, it would have been better if I hadn't been seriously ill at that time. I was originally a jade tree growing in the wind, but unfortunately a disease took away my handsome appearance, and I missed the opportunity to be the son-in-law of the King of Kunming!"

"..."< /p>

The acquaintance stared at Cui Pengyi, who was five big, three thick and slightly human-shaped, and opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"Da da da..."

As the old man of the Zhang family, when Zhang Ling learned that King Kunming had appeared, he immediately walked out from the backstage and walked to the crowded place. In front of him, the man in front of him solemnly raised his hands and said: "The King of Kunming is willing to come and attend the meeting, which really brings glory to our Zhang family and the soon-to-be-established SAARC!" Smiling politely: "Zhang Laomiao praised me. It's an honor for me to be here today to participate in this great event with all the heroes."

After some greetings, Zhang Ling turned to look at Wenren again Smile, full of emotion.

“It’s true that women have changed a lot, and they are becoming more and more beautiful. The last time I met Xiaoxiao, she was still a little baby with braids. I didn’t expect that she would look like this. She is so tall and graceful!”

Wenren Duo was not unhappy but also happy when he heard Zhang Ling’s compliments to his daughter.He said to Wen Renxiao: "Xiaoxiao, do you remember Grandpa Zhang?"

"When you were in kindergarten, he came to play at home."

Wen Renxiao is natural I didn't remember it, but because of the situation, I bowed respectfully and said with a charming look on my face: "Of course I remember, hello, Grandpa Zhang!"

Zhang Ling saw the father and daughter talking to each other. Being so polite to myself made me feel very proud. I looked proud and proud, and my waist straightened up even more.

Zhang Zhen listened silently to the conversation between his grandfather and them. He secretly made plans in his heart and kept winking at his grandfather.

Zhang Ling naturally knew his grandson's little thoughts, and immediately asked: "By the way, I wonder if Xiaoxiao is engaged now? It's time to settle down at this age, right?"

Wen Renduo shook his head and responded casually: "My daughter is still young. I want to stay with you for a few more years and am not in a hurry to get married."

"Unlike your grandson, When a man gets married, he is naturally anxious to increase the number of people in his family."

"I heard that Master Zhang has already made a decision. It is said that he is the daughter of the Bi family. He should be getting married in the next two years, right? "

Zhang Zhen hurriedly denied it: "Uncle Wenren, please stop teasing me."

"That was a marriage contract forced on me by my parents when I was young. , why should I care about this now?"

"I hope to be able to fall in love freely, and the most important thing is to find a girl I like."

"I already plan to tell my father back. , cancel the engagement to avoid any complications."

"Oh, by the way, the Bi family should also send someone over today, so we can discuss the matter with them."

Wen Renduo heard this and understood what the other party meant, so he turned to ask Wen Ren and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao, I think the young master Yushu Linfeng in this chapter is a good match for you, what do you think?"

Actually, the reason why Wen Renduo was willing to come over this time and brought Wen Renxiao with him was because he also had the idea of ​​letting his daughter get along with Zhang Zhen.

In response to this, Wen Renxiao did not act like she was rejecting others. Instead, she said with a coquettish look on her face: "Whatever ideas the daughter has, naturally it is the father who makes the decision."

"We can start as friends and get to know each other."

Although Zhang Zhen is much older than Wen Renxiao, he is extremely talented and well-known in the world of cultivation. Young talents.

In addition, as a half-step ancestor, he has always maintained the same appearance as before, and he does not look older.

As for Wen Renxiao, she was still a young girl who didn’t know much about the world. Her only fantasy about her future partner was that he was handsome, dashing, and had extraordinary strength.

Zhang Zhencha also fits the bill. As soon as the two met, Wen Renxiao felt a little moved.

"Okay, you can add WeChat and chat privately." Wen Renduo said meaningfully.

Meet your grandsonZhang Ling was overjoyed after exchanging contact information with Wen Renxiao.

The establishment of the Southern League would have brought the Zhang family to a new level. If they can marry the King of Kunming this time, the Zhang family will undoubtedly reach a higher level.

"Wow..."

Just when the atmosphere was harmonious and everyone was envious of the golden boy and girl, a loud noise came from outside.

Everyone turned around and saw an extremely flamboyantly dressed man barging in with dozens of bodyguards.

Besides this man, there are four unsmiling ancestor masters.

"Who is coming?"

Seeing the other party's overwhelming momentum, the onlookers' eyes widened.

What on earth is the reason for daring to act so impressively here? Is this the Zhang family’s home court?

Behind the man, Zihan looked embarrassed and wanted to bury her head in her chest.

"I said, Dad, do you deserve this? We are here as guests, why do we act as if this is our home stadium?"

"People are looking at us. I don’t want to embarrass myself with you, I’ll sit over there.” The transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hand to exit the reading mode. Thank you

The latest novel: Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples Don't let Yuding accept any more disciples