Jiang Dad

Chapter 26

There is an ancient book in Southern Firefox that every distinguished guest has to hold a long banquet to welcome them, but not every household is capable of holding a long banquet. Only the thirteen tribes of the Meng family are qualified to hold a "hundred-family banquet". In order to cast a good fortune, with the passage of time, the thirteen descendants of the Meng clan also have their own strengths and weaknesses. Some have strong financial resources and naturally put everything on the table, and those who are less capable can only be willing The green leaves are facing the downwind.

Now the capital of the Firefox country, Blue Fox Fort, happens to have members of the thirteen branches of the Meng family, so by chance, they gathered together and set up a "Hundred Family Banquet". Walking around is full of food and drink treasures, dazzling people's eyes and refreshing the heart.Some people are beating gongs and drums to celebrate the visitors from afar, some people are setting up bonfires on the street and dancing around a large group of men and women, and some people are full of praise after eating all the way.It is only when you come to Blue Fox Castle that you realize that hospitality is such an act of a local tyrant. You have no idea what delicious food is waiting for you in front of you. You are afraid that if you are full, there will be no room for other delicacies in front of you.

After Jiang Han and his party left the bonfire long banquet, they followed Fang Zicheng's introduction and came to Lanyu Street. The long tables here stretched like fire dragons without end, and only the flames were shining at a glance. Even brighter during the day.

"The long banquet that can only be held by the thirteen clans of the Meng family has nothing to do with that Meng Qinghe?" Jiang Han muttered, and the appearance of the handsome man in the military cap flashed in his mind. Fang Zicheng wanted Xiaoyu, so Fang Ziqi and Meng Qinghe What do you want to do?Suddenly his hand was pinched, he came back to find that everyone was looking at him, what was on his face?

"Chris, you?"

"Trance is really a skill. The character you mentioned just now is waiting right in front of you!" Following his eyes, Meng Qinghe was holding wine and offering sacrifices to heaven and earth. He knelt down and was about to get up. They didn't know each other, but Fang Ziqi's affectionate face really hurt the hearts of many people.

"What are they doing?"

"Meng Qinghe has no scruples about his rights and status as the successor of the first prominent family of the Meng family, that's why he dares to torment you so much." Fang Zicheng stopped in his tracks, his face illuminated by the fire was unclear, "He is offering sacrifices to his ancestors. Every Baijia Banquet is a good time to worship heaven and earth, pray for good weather, and pray for the prosperity of the Meng family."

A group of people followed and stopped, the perplexity written in their eyes disturbing.

Tang Jue squinted at the man and said, "If you put on a gold outfit, you'll think it's a pearl. It's a dream."

Lu Yuan took the conversation and asked: "It stands to reason that Meng Qinghe and Tang Jue knew each other in Hassel, how come he became the heir in the blink of an eye in Mingkong Continent?" Thinking about it, Tang Jue said that Meng Qinghe was worthless? How did I get here? My identity has changed drastically.

"What you don't know is that the reason why Meng Qinghe appeared in Hassel is because he was a hostage sent to Hassel since he was a child, but it just so happens that he has some relationship with our Fang family." Fang Zicheng explained.

"Then you are taking care of him because you are acting like a domineering here!" A cold snort came from his nose, full of disdain, the corners of Tang Jue's mouth twitched, keeping Xiao Yu away from Fang Zicheng.

"Oh, that's not too bad, our Fang family hasn't declined to that extent yet." Fang Zicheng walked up to join Meng Qinghe without hesitation, half of the program team dispersed, and only a few fathers remained .

Jiang Han held a baby in each hand, and didn't think too much about their entanglement, just went to eat on the table, sweet, spicy, sour, crispy, baked, never the same heavy, tantalizing.

"Dad, is everything here edible?"

Jiang Han thought for a moment, but before he came to a conclusion, a piece of muffin cake appeared in Jiang Xiaotian's hand, white crumbs sprinkled all over his body, and his mouth was also covered in white paste.

"Xiaohuamao, take one for Nina too." After being patted on the shoulder, he turned his head, and Chris stuffed a piece of plum cake into his mouth. The fragrance was overflowing and it melted in the mouth.

"Dad, I want to eat that glitter."

"Chris, which one do you want?"

"Osis, give me the skateboard, don't skate when there are too many people here!"

"Obey Dad!"

"Hansheng, you've eaten a lot of this shallot tenderloin, drink a sip of mushroom and tender duck soup to relieve the greasy."

"Wow, Dad, it's hot!"

"Bang" fireworks were everywhere, and a black figure appeared on the tower of Blue Fox Castle in the light and shadow, and the black cloak fluttering in the wind was eye-catching.

Not long after, a man appeared behind him. There were bloodstains on the gray windbreaker. He was careful not to let his breathing disturb the pace of the person in front of him. The strength of his control was just enough to allow the person to come out for a while with the blood of his sacrifice. .

"King Murong, why hasn't he appeared yet?" In the past, people who could only be seen by touching blood, why are they so difficult today.

"He's guilty." The answer in a cold voice was too soft, Fang Zicheng suddenly raised his head and a white light from fireworks pierced over him, extremely pale.

"No one cares about this child more than him, so as long as you capture Fang Xiaoyu, are you afraid that he won't come back to life?" The words that almost blurted out were bitten on his lips, and there were many wounds of different sizes on his wrist , This is an agreement with King Murong.

"I'll do it as soon as possible." What Fang Zicheng had to do was very simple, except for Xiao Yu, who seemed to have no background and was a clean man.

The wind passed without leaving a trace, and King Murong disappeared again. When the wind stilled, a vague figure of a man appeared beside Fang Zicheng. His silver hair floated in midair, wrapped around his neck and twitched slightly. Fang Zicheng stared wide-eyed. The eyes only felt a sharp pain in the hand, and the itching of the hair was more real.

"You're finally here." He became more and more emaciated, desperately suppressing the thick blood in his throat. He couldn't cough, and he was afraid that the blurry figure would disappear if the voice was too loud.

"Heaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." There was a heartburning pain on the wrist, as if all the blood in the whole body had been sucked clean, but it would be great if it was done sucking, then he would not have to bear the pain, but unfortunately, the feeling followed the ups and downs of his chest Gradually rising, silver hair brushed his face, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the temptation of his mouth.

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"He opened his arms and embraced the person in front of him, calling for the widow one after another.

"Meng Qinghe's ability is really good. With Fang Ziqi hooked, wouldn't it be invincible to join forces?" Tang Feng held a cigarette that was about to burn out, and the sarcastic words he said got into the ears of many people. .

Tang Jue shook the cigarette in his hand and said, "It's a good idea, Fang Ziqi has always been mine, what kind of onion is he!"

"Really? Then why isn't the person he's hugging you?" That's right, separated by a long table, their eyes met, Tang Jue saw the look on Meng Qinghe's face, and he was laughing at himself fiercely .

"Talk less." Lu Yuan interrupted in response, approaching the circle of five people, and said in a low voice, "I just heard from the clansmen here that many people have disappeared for no reason recently, and it's suspicious that they disappeared without leaving a trace. .”

"How many people have something to do with you?" Tang Feng snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, drifting around indifferently, "Besides, we are so busy that we don't have the energy to care about others."

"What he means is that with the foreign aid between the two interstellar worlds, there are still people missing for no reason, whether it has anything to do with us or not, it is a matter of last resort." Ou Xiyue held the lighter and twirled his fingers nimbly.

"When you mentioned it like this, I remembered that when we were just detained, I heard a subordinate Fang Zicheng report that someone was bitten on the neck and died of excessive blood loss. The reason is unknown." Jiang Han said. Out, the atmosphere became tense in an instant, whether it was malicious or intentional, I always felt that it was not very good, and it felt very wrong.

"Then?"

"I didn't hear what he said afterwards, but there will always be some clues when someone disappears." Jiang Han suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, just like every time he had a premonition of danger, he felt that someone was not far away. Staring at them, watching quietly, not making a sound but full of sense of crisis.Jiang Han turned his head and looked around, seeing that Chris was eating happily with the children, and sincerely hoped that his worries were unfounded.

"It's strange, it was doomed from the beginning of the Hassel Union. They came prepared, and probably attracted a lot of troublemakers. We are now in a passive situation, and we can only see the tricks."

"Isn't that right! If he comes, I'll make a pair for him!" Tang Jue stood up and greeted the approaching man swearingly. The confrontation between the two was very lively.

The joyous songs and laughter around them couldn't conceal the anger that was constantly bubbling in their eyes. Meng Qinghe came over with a jug of wine to toast the group, but Tang Jue stopped in front of them.

Meng Qinghe was not annoyed, so he said through his slightly drunk eyes: "Tang Jue, you haven't vented enough of your pettiness!"

"Bah, let Fang Ziqi come over and talk to me, you bastard, go and play."

"Don't be a coward, you can't talk well, you have to work hard here to disgust people, Fang Ziqi didn't see you because you are lucky, I will accept this good luck for you, and I will be white, hairy, old, and old with him!" The words are written vigorously, every word is pearly, and the forced person is furious. Tang Jue subconsciously stretched out his hand, and was caught halfway through the air. His anger was clamoring for his dissatisfaction.

"What a great helper, it's amazing." Tang Jue wanted to take a step forward, but unexpectedly a gun was held against his chest in the next second, he lowered his head and smiled, "You still want to shoot me to death. "

Seeing this, Lu Yuan stepped forward to hold the gun body, and the others separated the two of them. Only Tang Feng was smoking a slender cigarette like an outsider, exhaling half a puff of smoke. The misty smoke is prevalent, and it is the most deceptive.

"There's something to discuss, and using a real gun hurts peace." Lu Yuan said something, and Fang Ziqi put it down.

"How can we be friendly? Mr. Tang has been violent to Qinghe over and over again. If I hadn't been there, I would have suffered a lot of bullying!" Protector, hum, who wouldn't?

Tang Jue pointed at Meng Qinghe with an orchid finger and said, "Hey, whoever bullied whom? Are you still a fucking old man? Let others protect you and think you are an old lady!"

"What are you talking about!" The words angered Fang Ziqi again, but fortunately Jiang Han stopped him, and Ou Xiyue also stood between them, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the sound of a gong.

"Everyone, the first Dragon Drum Competition of the Baijia Banquet has begun..." The applause was clattering, and only this group of people were blushing with blushing.

"Okay, stop all of them, the first show of "Where Are We Going, Daddy?" Firefox Country has officially started!" Tang Feng had already set up the camera at some point, he clapped his hands to signal the men to look at the camera, the lights swept across, The fathers looked at each other, but there was only a pause for a few seconds. Everyone smiled and faced the camera after hitting the board with a "click".