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Chapter 1852 The quarrel king

Hiss! Luo Hongyu couldn't help but take a breath and winks Yang Feng desperately, almost crying.

What were you saying?

This is my mother! Our future affairs will have to be approved by her. How dare you sarcastically mock her so blatantly?

I originally asked you to meet my mother today because I wanted you to leave a good impression on her.

As a result, you are so rude to your future mother-in-law. Why are you so poor?

I was so angry, hum! But how could she know?

This was done on purpose by Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't want to get involved in marriage with their Luo family, so he naturally wouldn't do anything humble to please his future mother-in-law.

On the contrary, he can argue if he can now. It is best to let the child watch out for the child and not harass married men casually.

Of course, Yang Feng did not reveal to the girl that he had a wife.

It's not that he was a scumbag who deliberately deceived other girls' relationships.

But... Based on past experience, he felt that it seemed useless.

He had never used his married identity as a shield before, but the girls who like him still rushed towards him and didn't mind being a baby for him.

So, the focus of this evil fate is not whether he is married, but that his charm is too great.

Alas, my handsome appearance that attracts butterflies always adds so much trouble to me! Yang Feng sighed softly in his heart... The blonde beauty stared at Yang Feng for a long time and roared: "Boy, you have a habit. I have never been belittled by others so much. You are so good!"

"Master's wife!"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Yang Feng said seriously: "You misunderstood. I have never belittled you... I'm telling the truth!"

Uh, I'll go... my body trembled, and the master's wife almost turned angry.

Luo Hongyu also had no choice but to caress her forehead, wanting to cry without tears.

It's over, it's all over. My mother must hate Yang Feng's broken mouth now! But she was wrong, she was really wrong.

Her mother is not hating Yang Feng's broken card to death now, but her deep hatred, the hatred of killing her father and the hatred of taking her husband. This is just that.

"I tear your stinky mouth to pieces today, ah!"

Finally, after a little persistence, the master's wife could no longer hold it back. With a roar, she jumped up like a tigress and rushed towards Yang Feng, with a wild beast-like green light radiating in her eyes.

Yang Feng was startled and hurriedly hid behind Luo Hongyu: "What's wrong with your mother?

Has rabies occurred?"

"Shut up, isn't it all caused by you?"

He glared at him fiercely, and Luo Hongyu hurriedly raised his hand to stop the mother who was already in a murderous aura at this moment, and shouted: "Mom, please calm down, he didn't mean it."

"Yes, he didn't mean it, he was very special.

I must have ruined his mouth today. Don’t stop me, yell!”

The woman let out a wild beast-like roar and entered the crazy mode of killing people by blocking people and killing Buddha by blocking Buddha.

Luo Hongyu's mouth sagged and she cried helplessly, but suddenly heard a deep shout and suddenly rang out: "Venus, what are you doing?"

Scream! When his body stagnated, the crazy tigress seemed to wake up suddenly and stopped chasing his prey.

The sound just now was accompanied by calmness in its magnetism. Although the volume was not loud, it was extremely majestic.

When the blonde woman heard this, she immediately regained her calmness. She turned to look and saw a familiar figure standing at the door. It was the King of Hungry Ghosts, Luo Lie undoubtedly.

"Lao Luo?"

After Venus looked at him deeply, his original surging momentum immediately restrained, raised his hand and hurriedly sorted out his somewhat messy hair, raised his head proudly, and restored his calm expression just now, but the divine light in his eyes increased a lot of warmth.

"You finally figured it out. I thought you were still in the hall and waiting for me to see you, hum!"

"I wanted to wait for you to see me, but there was such a big stir outside, can I still sit still?"

"Do you still have the face to say it?

Didn’t your baby intern get involved?”

Venus glared at him resentfully, then pointed at Yang Feng and complained about the trick.

The hungry ghost king swept his cold eyes towards Yang Feng. Yang Feng didn't deny it, but just shrugged and smiled indifferently.

Luo Hongyu smiled brilliantly and quickly tried to smooth things over, and advised: "Dad, it's all misunderstandings, nothing.

Mom, he has this kind of virtue and can't speak, so don't be as knowledgeable as him."

“Is that right? I can’t speak yet?

I see that he is very good at talking when he is silly?

For the first time in the quarrels in thousands of years, my lungs were almost blown out by someone talking in a few words.

I have to say, this kid is really good, you, King of Quarrels, Humph!"

A thick air spurted out from his nostrils, and Venus was so angry that his delicate face that he immediately became longer and almost caught up with the donkey's face.

Luo Hongyu smiled bitterly and looked at the Hungry Ghost King for help.

The Hungry Ghost King shook his head helplessly and shouted: "Okay, today is a family dinner. Everyone should be happier, don't be petty because of a little conflict.

Come in, the meal is about to start!"

As he said that, the Hungry Ghost King had turned around and walked in. Luo Hongyu immediately invited her mother in with great sincerity, and gave Yang Feng another look and asked him to follow him quickly.

Yang Feng yawned boredly and then stepped into the mansion.

After a quarter of an hour, all four of them sat at the long table, and all kinds of delicacies were served, making them delicious and delicious.

In fact, as gods, they no longer need to eat food to replenish their energy in their bodies.

However, sometimes, for the sake of the desire to be a mouth or to enhance the relationship between each other, given the tradition, a dinner party is still necessary.

Therefore, the symbolic meaning of the gods' meals is more than the actual meaning.

Moreover, the food on the God's dinner table is different from the food in the mortal world, and it is mixed with some soul energy.

Just like the pastries bought by Yang Feng, they are transformed into them with soul power.

Although these things cannot enhance the power of the gods, it is still possible to make some minor supplements after the soul power is consumed.

Everything was ready, and the four of them quietly looked at the delicacies on the table, but they were silent and thoughtful.

Yang Feng was guessing the purpose of the Hungry Ghost King's Hongmen Banquet today. He didn't know what he wanted to do. After seeing the Seven Emotions and Six Desire Monument on his left, he felt much more relieved.

After all, this magical artifact was a remote-controlled bomb he placed next to the Hungry Ghost King.

As long as this thing is always following the Hungry Ghost King, no matter what he wants to do, he can deal with it in time.

Luo Hongyu looked at Yang Feng with a blushing face, then looked at her parents. Her two index fingers were circling around each other, as if he was hesitating about how to disclose their relationship so that they would not be opposed by their parents.

As for the Hungry Ghost King and Venus, one had a frivolous face, his eyes were deep like stars in the sky, and he didn't know what he was planning; the other was rolling his eyes and hanging his eyes, looking like he was unhappy, ready to quarrel at any time.
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