Chapter 907: From the Spirit Realm (2)

Anyway, they are all white-faced masters, this cannot be changed, and there is no need to fight with these old men endlessly.
"Yan'er."
Just when Zheng Qi and others were rejoicing, a voice of laughter came from the side.
I saw that the two brothers Zhongnan didn't know when they appeared in front of Baiyan, and their eyes were both unkind.
Of course, this unkindness is in the opinion of Zheng Qi and others.
"Since the palace lord is your grandfather, why don't you stay in the fantasy palace? Our two old guys are just a disciple like you, and I really don't want you to leave.
Wow!
Qiu Shurong's face turned from blue to white, and then from white to blue. He really couldn't control his violent temper. He raised his hand and threw the table to the ground.
"What do you mean by the fantasy palace? We kindly come to participate in your birthday, but you still want to abduct my disciple?"
His old face was full of anger, his eyes staring at the two brothers Zhong Nan fiercely, and gritted his teeth.
Ren Yi snorted, and then stood up: "You are just like her, don't we have other disciples? What's more, things will come first and then come first. Yan Er recognizes us first, and you must stand back. "
"Not bad!" Zheng Qi changed his former indifferent, his fists were clenched and rattled, expressionless on his face, "Yan'er is my disciple. Even if you want to stay, you have to stay in our holy land, and your fantasy palace is here. How can we arrange Yan'er mother and son in a broken place? Our Holy Land has given her the Holy Island, and the environment of the Fantasy Palace can be compared to the Holy Island?"
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The guests present were dumbfounded.
A good birthday banquet, how do the old men of these three forces look like they are about to fight?
and……
Wen Yunfeng's daughter is also a pale face?
This……
Everyone's expressions froze at the same moment.
She is the disciple of the three elders of the Holy Land and the granddaughter of Bai Changfeng. Now even the Magic Palace is related to her. Isn't it that the three largest forces in the mainland have become her backstage?
Who can beat such a powerful background?
Baiyan's face went dark, and the blue veins on her forehead violently, she clenched her fists tightly, took a deep breath, and restrained her inner anger.
On the contrary, Di Cang still fed her cakes nonchalantly, as if he hadn't seen these few old men who were arguing and planning to fight a battle...
"enough!"
Bai Yan finally couldn't hold back, she banged the table and rose.
With the sound of her falling, the noisy banquet hall quieted down.
Her forehead twitched several times: "Today is my grandma's birthday. You want to fight, and you can't fight again tomorrow. If anyone is arguing anymore, just let me out!"
The weight of Bai Yan's words is the heaviest. Sure enough, when her words fell, the old men did not dare to make a noise again, instead they took a few steps back obediently.
Wen Wuwei chuckled a few times, and he also understood that compared with these people, his weight in Bai Yan's heart was the lightest.
"Yan girl, I discussed with your grandma before, let you take advantage of this birthday banquet to recognize your ancestors..."
"It's not impossible to recognize the ancestor and return to the clan."
"Baby granddaughter?" Bai Changfeng was anxious, he just wanted to pull Baiyan's sleeves.
Bai Yan turned his head and glanced at him, his steps stopped and stopped.
Afterwards, Bai Yan looked at Wen Wuwei again: "It's just...I am used to the name Bai Yan, and Chen'er is also used to this last name, so I won't change my last name."