Chapter 159: Scrap men are very sticky 23

At this moment, the Gu family is dedicated to the lobby of the guests.
Several elders of the Gu family were sitting on the right side, while on the left, they were sitting in a group of people wearing white gowns.
It is the wind family represented by the act of Miss Feng Jia.
At this moment, the wind family's face is not very good looking.
Especially Miss Feng, her pretty face is full of frost at this moment:
"The elders of the ancient elders, my Feng family came with full of sincerity. Although the retreat is not my kindness, but the situation of your young master, everyone knows. I put the words here today-"
"I, the wind is so beautiful, I will never marry a waste!"
Several elders of the Gu family looked at each other and smiled.
The headed old man said: "Miss Feng Da, not because we don't want it, it is Gu Yu, he has really been away from home for two years, and we can't find anyone."
Feng Lin's face is suspicion: "Can't find anyone? That's your business! If you don't, you can return the original token to me. I don't care if people are not there."
Elder Gu Yan sighed: "But the token has always been held by the ancients."
Feng Lin took a table and stood up and sneered: "Say, go, you are pushing three resistances!"
As she stood up, the two middle-aged men who had stood quietly behind Feng Lin had stepped forward, and the heavy momentum was forced to come over.
Wushu Yufeng!
Several elders of the ancient family looked at each other and their faces became a bit ugly.
The patriarch has been retreating, and now the highest combat power that the ancient family can come out is only the peak of the martial artist.
Feng Lin said coldly: "My Feng family came to the news ten days in advance, but the nobles have never refused to show up. It is really a big shelf!"
Elder Gu Yan stood up and said with a smile: "The patriarch has been retreating. I believe that Miss Feng has also heard about it. It is definitely not a shelf."
Feng Lin said: "I don't care about this. I only know that today, I am very windy, I must remarriage with the ancient waste!"
"As you wish." A faint voice rang from outside the hall.
At the same time, a sound of breaking into the air came to the wind.
The martial artist standing behind her grabbed and grabbed it. It was a very delicate Jin Ling.
Feng Lin blinked in front of her eyes, and she also took out a silver bell of the same style.
Putting it together, it’s a couple.
"The tokens have been returned, and please ask Miss Feng to return the silver bell to me." The cold voice sounded after itself.
Feng Lin looked back and saw two people wearing cloaks in the hall, followed by a housekeeper.
Her doubtful eyes swept over two people who couldn't see the figure and face, and eventually settled on a higher person:
"You are the ancient 昊? Why do you cover up and hide your face?"
Gu Yu did not return to her, only repeated one sentence: "The silver bell is still me."
Feng Linyi was rarely given face like this. When he raised his hand, he threw out the silver bell in his hand and sneered: "Well, if you want it, then it will be given to you!"
The silver bell with the sound of the wind and the wind flew straight toward the ancient door - she even brought spiritual power.
Everyone knows that the ancient master and the young master are a waste that cannot be rooted. Feng Lin’s attack is obviously a lesson to give each other a lesson.
"You don't dare to show people, don't because the real face is too ugly-"
The voice stopped abruptly at the moment the hood fell.

Fourth, there is still one more today.
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