For example, the cold star, cold as a knife.

Rao is a psychologically prepared An Ziran can not help but scalp a hemp, he smells, the blood smell of this man is the strongest of all the people in the hall, I think he should be the master of Fu Wangfu now.

Fu Wutian, who led the hundreds of thousands of troops, looked at his momentum. He did not blame his name. His eyes were so lawless. He had an indescribable suffocation on his body. Although he had tried his best to suppress it, he still It feels like it is not much worse than what he imagined.

The tall and tall body of a man is like a poplar. Standing in the middle of the hall, it is almost impossible to ignore his existence. The facial features are handsome and fortitude, and the swords and eyes are full of enthusiasm. There is no soft line in the whole, and the shoulders are wide enough to hold a sky. Such people It does match the hero of others' imagination, if there is no **** person under his feet.

An Ziran thought, if An Yuzhi saw this picture, I don’t know if I would marry Fu Wutian.

The girl's mind can't guess, although An Yuzhi's appearance looks soft and weak, but the inner thoughts can't be judged by appearance. This is the experience.

If he accidentally walked down the god, An Ziran quickly reacted. In a flash, he found that Fu Wutian and his men were watching him. Most of the eyes showed a hint of surprise, as if they saw something incredible, slightly frowning their eyebrows. Then calm down, as if nothing happened.

The man in the middle of the hall stared at him blankly for a moment, suddenly said to the young man on the side: "Take the person down."

Su Guanjia took a moment and thought that the man was talking about them.

An Ziran was afraid that he would fall and patted his shoulder comfortably.

The young men did not look at them and immediately let the two people pick up the blood and take them away from the hall. Others simply cleaned the blood on the ground and then retired.

The **** smell in the hall was a little lighter.

The man turned and walked over to sit in the main position, and picked up the hot tea that the next person poured down. He did not rush to drink, and he was not in a hurry. It invisibly gave people a kind of pressure and anxiety.

An Ziran didn't feel anything. Before he came here, he was psychologically prepared, but the Su Guanjia was different. His expression had already revealed his inner horror. After all, he was old, and the other party was not an ordinary prince. He did not flee. It’s already a lot of courage. If I knew that this would be the case, he just let the Su Guanjia wait outside.

I was thinking, the hall suddenly sounded like a man.

"Where is Yupe?"

An Ziran looked up at the man and found that the man was watching him. The dark eyes couldn’t look a bit flustered. It seemed to be too calm. He couldn’t see any thoughts from his eyes. For the first time, he has a feeling of being unable to start.

He was not used to dragging and pulling, and immediately took out the piece of jade from his arms. He said with a sharp knife: "Can the prince recognize this piece of jade?"

Fu Wutian saw that he had no fear. His deep eyes paused on his face for a moment, and he moved to Yupei with a calm look. Only one glance, he recognized that this piece of jade is indeed the jade of the grandmother.

Yan Yupei is carved from the best white sheep jade in nephrite. The number of jade is extremely rare, only the royal family can own it, and the master of carving this jade is a very famous engraver, but he is more than a dozen. It was passed away years ago, so Yu Yupei has since become a unique treasure, no one can fake.

"You are so bold, you dare to steal the jade of the palace."

Suddenly, the angry screams suddenly sounded. An Ziran’s heart blew quickly and jumped. When he looked up, he saw Fu’s dark eyes staring at him. A sense of oppression came to his face and he fixed his mind. He said: “Wang Ye, This piece of jade is a dear affair that the old lord gave to the family ten years ago. If you don't believe it, you can ask the old prince, I believe he will give you the answer."

Just finished, but see Fu Wutian slightly bent his mouth, the illusion of a short-lived, and then heard his thick voice in the hall.

"Since An Gongzi wants to confront the quality, please come to the old lord!"

Immediately outside the hall, the response of the Li Guanjia Nono was heard, and the footsteps went away.

An Ziran saw him so refreshed, but his heart was puzzled. How did he look at him? He didn't seem to know the marriage contract and jade. Didn't Fu Lao Wang really tell him about it? Without waiting for him to figure it out, there was a noisy footstep outside the hall, and then a loud and heroic voice came in.

"Which grandson is looking for me?"

An Ziran turned and saw a fat old man stepping in from the outside, standing tall and straight, face is very majestic, seemingly pretentious, and the exaggerated footsteps of the left and right swings make people feel unbearable, clearly a ruddy character Old urchin.

This person should not be Fu Lao Wangye?

When Fu Lao Wang entered the door, it seemed that the eyes of the ancient spirits were plain and slipped from his grandson, and suddenly fell on the side of An Ziran, suddenly ran over, cheerfully holding An Ziran’s hand, eyes thief Bright, blockbuster: "Grandson, what is your job with your grandfather?"

An Ziran: "..."

Su Guanjia fainted.