Some people even commented: It’s really not enough to accomplish anything, but it’s more than enough to fail! You can’t stand it if you mess with it! If you go out, you’ll be full of shit and you can’t wipe it clean!

The crowd's dissatisfaction almost drove Bei Zhen out.

Feng Yun's warm voice sounded: "Mr. Fang, since you need to register, you should register quickly. Everyone should register, and we will know each other."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Zheng almost burst into tears.

Finally someone settled things.

Moreover, he is still the orthodox Feng Yun, and his status is sufficient.

Lu Zheng laughed and said: "It's just a small matter, just registering for a hotel. The younger generation don't understand, how can I not understand? Then just register."

Suddenly, a message came from the room in Ziyi Palace: "Elder Lu is generous."

In the rooms of other sects, voices also came out: "Elder Lu has a broad mind."

Dong Yunyu snorted and said, "What did you do earlier?"

This guy is still refusing to let go.

Mainly because it's a bit unsatisfactory.

Dongmen Yu really wanted to continue the cross talk just now, and he even wanted to sing a song. The name of the song was "We in the Purple Clothes Palace say that the guardian is nothing..."

That's how it ended.

Too anticlimactic. Dissatisfying!

Fang Che chuckled, but a spring breeze-like smile suddenly appeared on his face, and said: "In that case, let's start the registration. The shopkeeper..."

Immediately the tables and chairs arrived.

Fang Che held the table with one hand and grabbed the chair with the other. With a whoosh, he landed in the middle of the huge platform outside.

Falling lightly to the ground.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table remained motionless.

"Shopkeeper, come and register. After the registration is completed, make a copy for us."

Fang Che said: "Just register your name, gender, age, and which room."

The shopkeeper's legs almost turned into noodles: "I, I...I..."

It was obviously built as a stage for martial arts competitions, but you got right into the middle. How dare I do such an offending thing...

Everyone from other sects had wonderful smiles on their faces.

It's right in the middle, in full view, and can be seen from all sides. For the Purple Clothes Palace, it is undoubtedly equivalent to a public execution!

But this is what Ziyi Palace found himself.

"Forget it, come on Ye Meng." Fang Che nodded.

"OK."

Yemeng Niao Tingting followed him out.

The table was set up neatly, facing north and south.

Night Dream took a seat.

Fang Che and Dong Yunyu are on the left and right.

Then Fang Che said loudly: "Follow the rules of Baiyunzhou's main hall. Registration is required to stay in the hotel! Registration starts now! The first sect to register is Ziyi Palace!"

Then he raised his head, his face expressionless: "Elder Lu?"

Lu Zheng's face was literally burning up, and he shouted angrily: "Everyone come down and register!"

The disciples of Ziyi Palace were all ashamed, and their eyes were full of resentment. They looked at Fang Che and Dong Yunyu as if they wanted to eat them alive.

But neither of them cared.

Fang Che's expression was expressionless, his face was business-like, his hands were clasped behind his back, and his face was full of official authority and awe-inspiring righteousness.

Dong Yunyu, on the other hand, looked provocative.

His eyes wandered around the faces of the Ziyi Palace disciples, and they started muttering at every turn. Then when he saw someone who was particularly dissatisfied and angry, he started to ask questions.

"Hey, what's your expression?"

"Are you not convinced?"

"You look down on the Guardians?"

"Fuck! Someone died in the family? His face is so droopy and ugly!"

Especially when Bei Zhen registered, the words in Dong Yunyu's mouth became even worse.

"Why did he go so early? Really...I dragged him for 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan. I thought he could be hard until the end, but then he became soft...such a cuckold whose wife ran away with someone else."

Not as soft and fast as you..."

"You still dare to stare... You still dare to stare... What are you looking at? Come and kill me if you dare? Kill me, the guardian!"

Bei Zhen was so angry that his face turned red.

After registering in a hurry, I turned around and left.

“Little spicy chicken!”

Dong Yunyu spat disdainfully: "It really makes me look down on you... Wasn't it so eloquent just now? So arrogant... Hehehehe..."

I have to say that Fang Che admires himself very much for calling Dong Yunyu over today.

I am so wise and mighty!

Calling Dongyun Yulai was a stroke of genius.

Dong Yunyu's mouth, just in terms of lethality, is definitely not weaker than those of Yun Duan Weapon.

If there could be a "cloud poisonous tongue spectrum", and if Dongyun Yu ranked second, I'm afraid the whole world would be dissatisfied.

It's really... breathtaking.

Fortunately, Dong Yunyu was called. Otherwise, those rubbish words just now were all said by myself. How damaging it would be to my own image.

And if it is not praised, the effect will be greatly reduced.

At least, "Dongfang Sansan is nothing, Xue Fuxiao is nothing", Fang Che couldn't even say it without beating him to death. But Dong Yunyu opened his mouth and spoke extremely fluently.

As for the image...

This problem is completely irrelevant to Dongyun Jade.

Because this thing has never had an image.

Comfortable.

upstairs.

Yan Beihan watched the whole process and was really amazed.

"Talent."

Yan Beihan clicked his tongue and praised.

Aunt Hong asked from the side: "Who?"

"All of them!"

Yan Beihan sighed softly: "Feng Yun is right, Fang Che is right, and even Elder Lu from Ziyi Palace is also the same. Of these three people, one is aloof and indifferent to the situation; one is strategizing, confident, and can control the situation; and the other is able to bend and stretch.

, can advance or retreat. There is only one idiot, Bei Zhen."

Aunt Hong said calmly: "Then according to your opinion, which side will the purple palace choose? I mean, if the world is completely chaotic."

Yan Beihan said without hesitation: "Of course I am a guardian, and I can only choose a guardian."

Duan Xiyang's ears twitched on the recliner.
Chapter completed!