Lin Yushi before that many people, was so scolded by Du Yanyao, this makes him become angry out of shame, air/Qi that delicate and pretty face blue red.
„Zilan, you go to call that boy!” Sacred Dan Sect Dean said.
Yan Zilan some do not hope, but left the hall, she has seen many shape shapes ** human, therefore she knows that Chen Xiang is not good to cope, reckless must attack that Lin Yushi from in outside, is not difficult to see, moreover Chen Xiang has also robbed Lin Yushi Chaos Fire Command Tile.
„Du City Lord, you also with!” An old man said.
„I do not go!” Du Yanyao low voice snort said that in her heart is in the fit of temper.
„Du City Lord, here lost such precious thing, you as here City Lord, you have certain responsibility!” Sacred Dan Sect Dean lets somebody cool off or calm down said.
Du Kangsheng sees these old fogies so to create obstacles for own woman, secret angry, when he wants to speak, Du Yanyao sound ice-cold, is bringing anger: „Why the old immortals of your strength peak lost the thing, can make my this small City Lord be responsible for? This first is not the place that you should come, you had the matter here, but also blames my is not? If I am capable of safeguarding your property safeties, I will definitely not receive your air/Qi here!”
„Snort, your strength was so formidable, throws thing not only not to engage in introspection, but must make my this girl shoulder the responsibility, I, if my grandfather, definitely will smile his tooth!”
Who is Du Yanyao? Granddaughter who Du Hai this Dan Immortal most loves, otherwise she does not dare so to speak before these old fogies.
Chen Xiang sits in the theater box leisurely, drinks the delicious fragrant fruit juice, the gate is opening, greeting the nostrils elegantly simple fragrant floats, making him immediately full of energy, turns head to look.
Only sees that to wear Yan Zilan of noble purple skirt, her wear a look of delightful smile, very graceful walked, so near distance looks at this whole body thoroughly ripe woman, Chen Xiang naturally well looks at a care.
„Young Master Chen, something want to let you backstage hall of auction, there accident sentiment, needs the Lord help.” The Yan Zilan smiling face and as well as that graceful interesting to listen to voice, making people be hard to resist.
But Chen Xiang realizes anything quickly, he also sits on the chair now, has not set out, he smiles lightly: „What busy makes me manage? I am only small Martial Artist, what can help?”