Just like Luo Yingzi Zhen Rong's words just now, the whole hall was quiet. Although the shouting outside the door did not have that kind of penetration and shock, the arrogant and domineering were far better than that. Therefore, both inside and outside the Jinge Hall were quiet as fast as possible. Although it was not as silent as before, the direction of collective attention was very clear.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, a round young man crossed the threshold and appeared in front of everyone in a swagger. A blue martial arts suit wrapped tightly on him, highlighting his big belly. But the fat man seemed to have no sense of being fat at all. Instead, he looked around as if no one else was around, and finally saw Nuonuo being held by someone.

After all, among a large group of teenagers between 12 and 17 and 18, Nuonuo, who is just five years old today, is too conspicuous.

The little fat man rushed to Nuonuo with agility that was absolutely inconsistent with his figure, and then said with a smile: "You are Yue Xiaojiu's sister, today's little birthday?"

Nono looked back at the fat man without any fear and said slowly, "That's right, I am Brother Qianqiu's sister, you are the fat brother that Brother Qianqiu often mentions?"

As soon as the word Xiaopang came out, an uncontrollable laughter came from all over the world. However, the laughter was quickly cut off. After all, even if the person who came did not have a name and surname, there were always some information channels for major sects to make corresponding guesses. And just when the strange silence appeared in the Jinge Hall again, they finally got the confirmation.

Because Dai Zhanning hurriedly greeted him, bowed to the somewhat embarrassed little fat man and said, "Why is Your Highness Ying King coming?"

The little fat man glanced at the silent guys with some smugness, especially on the few people who had just laughed at him because of Nuonuo's voice, the fat brother, who had laughed at him for a while, and then he said slowly: "Yue Xiaojiu made such a big momentum, and everyone knew about the invitation. How could I not know?"

Speaking of this, he stretched out his fingers, and actually wanted to hook Nuonuo's chin, and said with a smile on his face: "Come on, Nuonuo, give me a smile?"

Before Nuonuo's personal guards could turn agitated, the little fat man's hand, which was halfway up, was opened by Nuonuo.

Immediately afterwards, the little girl struggled suddenly and broke free from Song Jianjia's hand. She ignored Li Yiming who was stunned, and even more so did Dai Zhanning, who looked subtle, and came straight to Luo Yingzi Zhen Rong, who was in the middle.

Seeing that the Qingcheng high school student who had just spoken out to challenge him, although his face was quiet and he could not see his joy or anger, she snorted.

Nuonuo, the young birthday boy, has been around for a long time today than Yue Qianqiu, and hello has been much more greetings. Therefore, everyone has forgotten the little fat man at this moment, and every pair of eyes is focused on the five-year-old girl. The way they come out makes each of them stunned.

"My brother has something to do, and my sister is obeyed. My brother went back to get me something. If the person is not here, I'll fight you!"

With this sentence, Nuonuo rolled up the sleeves of his left and right hands, and looked like he was planning to fight Zhen Rong. Before the other party could agree or object, she shouted in a tender voice: "Anyway, my brother is younger than you, and I am younger than you, so it's not embarrassing to lose!"

As soon as these words were said, some of the people who were gloating and wanting to see Yue Qianqiu fight with Zhen Rong were in a mess.

The two sisters of the three Emei Taoists said in unison: "I heard it right, Nuonuo is sarcasticating Zhen Rong, right?"

"Absolutely ironic." Song Jianjia, who was also stunned, swallowed hard.

Zi Jia, who had just held the most Nuonuo, couldn't help but murmured to herself: "If it weren't for sarcasm, I'd eat all the snacks!"

When he saw Zhen Rong staying there, Nuonuo shouted angrily: "I know martial arts skills. If I don't believe me, I'll call you!"

The little fat man looked at Nuonuo foolishly and showed a small grasping hand around Zhen Rong. He finally couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, the little girl showed mercy just now. If she threw him away while he was not prepared, wouldn’t he be so shameless?

Zhou Jiyue suddenly gained many scrutiny eyes, and knew that everyone must be asking why the unique skills of the Bailian Sect were in Nuonuo. Is she spread the unique skills for some reason? She couldn't help but think of the past when Nuonuo easily threw Dashuang into a fight in the back garden of the eldest princess's mansion.

She had long realized that she thought that when Old Master Yue took in her and did so much for the White Lotus Sect, it was definitely not just to defeat Wu Renyuan, but it seemed that there was something else. And Nuonuo's small grasping skills were the best proof.

So, she was too lazy to explain, so she just said and said, "Nuo Nuo, your dragon-shaped little captain is really a bit hot. No wonder the pair of boys from Master Yan are not your opponent."

Nuonuo stopped hearing the sound and said without hesitation, "How can Dashuang and Xiaoshuang compete with him? Of course I can't beat him, but I just want to fight! Today is my birthday. Brother Qianqiu celebrated my birthday for the lively chaotic, so many guests have been invited to challenge my brother. When can't do it, where can't do it, and he has to pick today. This is to find fault and bully me!"

No matter how elegant Zhen Rong is as elegant as an immortal or as pure and unrestrained as a worldly person, he is criticized by a little girl and is labeled as bullying. He only feels that he is even more embarrassed than the two skewers of mutton that were forced by Yue Qianqiu. Just as he took a deep breath and planned to directly set a new time and place as a battle post, he suddenly heard a arrogant laugh.

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing to death..." The little fat man did not become aware of the many places where many eyes gathered. He hugged his stomach and smiled back and forth. After finally standing up straight, he said lazily, "I took someone's invitation, attended someone's sister's birthday party, ate someone's food, and then wanted to challenge Yue Xiaojiu to gain reputation? What a thick-skinned face!"

These last five words made countless people suddenly turn aside. However, due to the fat man's identity that was so scary, no one dared to speak out. But the guests did not dare, which does not mean that Dai Zhanning, who is half the master, also had to let the fat man silly at will.

Nono is only five years old, so he can make trouble anyway. Anyway, he is just a protector. Whoever can't get along with a five-year-old girl is certainly unpredictable.

But the fat guy seemed to help Yue Qianqiu, but in fact he had some ulterior motives!

"Your Highness Ying King's words are wrong." Seeing the fat man, he immediately turned his head and glared at himself. As the second person in Yue Qianqiu's small circle, Dai Zhanning said calmly, "A martial artist is born to be happy when he sees good opponents, and he just wants to challenge, such as Bai Bufan has such a personality. Today, he is the one who challenges others the most."

He suddenly raised his voice: "Who doesn't know that Bai Bufan is a good friend of the eldest brother? Could it be that he is looking for today's guests to challenge today, and is he also here to make trouble? Who doesn't know that in Jinling City, he just came to challenge the eldest brother. If he doesn't fight, he won't know each other, and the two of them will become good friends?"

Although Bai Bufan had deeply reflected on his rush to challenge Yue Qianqiu, at this moment, he felt that every word of Dai Zhanning had reached his heart, and immediately shouted loudly: "That's right, it's right, it's a fight, after the fight, you will be a good friend, and there are not so many conspiracies! Nuonuo is unhappy to stand up, but you are an exaggeration!"

Shunfenger of the Shengong Sect couldn't stand Zhen Rong, but he felt even more uncomfortable about just quitting. He couldn't help but agree and said, "That's right, Young Master Yue Jiu just had a fight with my Senior Brother Qing!"

As soon as Xiao Qi finished speaking, a low voice came from the corner: "I lost that competition."

Just now Zhen Rong made a challenge, and many people realized that Yue Qianqiu was indeed missing after welcoming the guests. At this time, he heard that people had fought with the people from the Shengong Sect. He looked in the sound and immediately saw the Qingnian of the Longevity. Although the disciples of the Shengong Sect did not show much in the world, they could tell by asking, and the hall was immediately discussed.

There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. This is an irrefutable truth. No one thinks that the prosperity will tell lies to protect Yue Qianqiu. Now everyone thinks that Yue Qianqiu is also the nature of a martial artist who is happy to see the hunting!

Bai Bufan thought that Yue Qianqiu was hiding in some corner and continued to compete with others. He finally threw all the warnings from his mother at home, and he walked forward and said with itchy heart: "The Taoist priest from Qingcheng Sect, since the Ninth Master is not here for the time being, do you want to fight me? Ninth Master won me. If you lose to me, you don't have to fight him!"

Zhen Rong's face turned blue and white. Although she wanted to leave even more, she thought that Qingcheng's reputation was behind her. He finally made up his mind and said word by word: "Okay, as long as you can..."

He was about to say that as long as you pick up my three swords, you will win, but Bai Bufan shouted happily: "I heard that you are a rare master, then I will make a request without hesitation. I think the ninth young master was fighting against me in the first place. My marksmanship was not used on the ground. Do you dare to pick up my thirty-six shots immediately?"

Dai Zhanning finally smiled.

It was so lucky that Yue Qianqiu was able to make a warlike friend Bai Bufan! Now, I don’t know how much time I can take out.
Chapter completed!