"Senior brother, I'm afraid this night banquet will be bad!"

As soon as he entered the guest room, Xu Lang reminded himself.

"What Brother Xu Xian said makes sense. I also feel that Prince Ping may not have any good intentions!"

Lin Zhijing also sees the same thing as a hero.

Gui Yunzheng nodded and did not reply for a while, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

There must be a countermeasure! Prince Ping failed to propose marriage during the day, and he was already disobeying his wishes, but at this time he invited her generously. There must be something fishy in it.

"Brother Lin, Junior Brother, you are all right. This banquet must not be a good banquet. It may be the Hongmen Banquet. If you want to deliver a letter to the Beggar Gang at this time, I am afraid there is no chance. But it doesn't matter. I am still in the palace.

Help disciple, we will try to contact him and wait for an opportunity to spread the news!"

"That's all it can do!"

Lin Zhijing shook his head and rushed into the dragon pool and into the tiger's den. Tonight seemed to be an eventful night, with unknown risks and unpredictable fortunes.

Not long after, several people changed their clothes, picked up important things and hid them first, each carried their swords on their backs, and walked downstairs leisurely.

When Wan Feitong saw that several people seemed prepared, he did not say anything and raised his hand outside. Immediately, a large carriage arrived in front of the building.

"Heroes, please get in the car!"

Several people quickly opened the curtain and sat in one after another. Wan Feitong sat in front of the coachman and went straight to Prince Ping's Mansion with a crack of whip.

The night gradually became hazy, with a few stars and the waning moon, and I could barely see.

Xiangyang City is still bustling at night. Lanterns are everywhere, making it prosperous.

About half a stick of incense, Prince Ping's Mansion has arrived.

This time, Prince Ping did not greet him personally. It was the master and Wan Xiaoqing who were standing in front of the door with a smile.

"Welcome all heroes, please!"

The master's attitude was very respectful, just like before.

A few of them said, "Since they have climbed the pepper tree, they are not afraid of numbness." They bowed modestly and entered the house proudly.

The Feifeng Tower is nine stories high. It was already a remarkable architectural achievement in ancient times. The two previous times a few people came to Prince Ping's Mansion for banquets, they were only in the banquet hall and never went to the Feifeng Tower. At this moment

, looking up, I saw the bright lights of Feifeng Tower, which is particularly eye-catching in the night. It is not an exaggeration to call it the landmark of Xiangyang.

"What a Feifeng Tower!"

Gui Yunzheng couldn't help but praise.

But along the way, the atmosphere was obviously different from before. From the door to the Feifeng Tower, there was a sentry every three steps and a post every five steps. It was roughly estimated that there were no less than a hundred guards.

Lin Yin'er unconsciously held Xu Lang's hand tightly. This strange and murderous atmosphere was immediately keenly felt by several young people who had experienced the storm.

"fine!"

Xu Lang patted the back of her hand and said softly.

Prince Ping's banquet was held in the highest building, and was still guarded by guards one after another from the first floor to the eighth floor.

After breaking out in a sweat, the group finally headed up to the ninth floor.

Gui Yunzheng was the first to step in, and saw Prince Ping sitting on the big table, nameless and ruthlessly separated behind him. To his left was a very familiar person, Du Cheng. And Du Cheng

Behind them were four men in black clothes, whose styles were vaguely similar to those of the Tianshan sect at the martial arts conference that day.

Sure enough, it was the Hongmen Banquet.

"Your Majesty, Lord Du!"

Gui Yunzheng was angry in his heart, but his face remained as usual and he held his hands in greeting.

Then, Xu Lang and others also went upstairs. When they saw this, they were all shocked.

"Brother Xu, we meet again!"

Du Cheng didn't wait for King Ping to say anything. When he saw Xu Lang, he turned his guest and greeted him directly.

It seems that people are confident.

Xu Lang smiled slightly mischievously.

"Xu is a commoner who dare not call Master Du a brother!"

After saying that, he didn't care about etiquette and sat down nearby.

Wuming, Wuqing and the four men in black clothes immediately showed anger in their eyes, and they all stared at Xu Lang.
Chapter completed!