A man in the Central Plains, could it be...

Is it Han Sanqian?!

Seeing Su Yingxia coming to his spirit, Dongju and others sighed that the handsome and beautiful in the world were indeed the greatest weapon of destruction. At the same time, they quickly took the dressing supplies and helped Su Yingxia directly to the dressing table.

However, Su Yingxia, who had a very sensation just now, suddenly dimmed his eyes.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that she was really thinking about Han Sanqian crazy, but she was just a man in the Central Plains, but she could think of him as Han Sanqian for the first time.

There are so many people in the Central Plains. What’s the surprise if there are people coming to the desert?

I think that lovesickness becomes a demon, and this is how it is.

"By the way, do you say he comes from the Central Plains, do you know his name?" Even though he secretly mocked himself for being ignorant, Su Yingxia couldn't help asking more questions.

"Name?" Dongju combed Su Yingxia's hair while biting her lips and recalled carefully: "It's called Pangolin."

pangolin?

Hearing this name, the light flashing in Su Yingxia's eyes completely extinguished.

I knew this was the case, so why bother asking? Han Sanqian didn't know that he was here, and even if he wanted to find it, he wouldn't be able to find it.

Besides, I believe that after reading the two letters he gave him, he would give up completely and come to find him.

"Can you stop melting? I really don't want to go." Su Yingxia said softly, feeling sad.

"If you are in a dilemma, you will tell the head of the Fang family that tomorrow will be the wedding and I need a good rest."

Hearing this, the four girls of Dongju looked at each other, saying that the head of the family was not against, but Su Yingxia looked like a walking corpse. Even as a maid, they couldn't bear it.

On the other side, on the other side, the head of the Fang family, also personally brought a group of people to come over.

Most of these are elders of the Fang family, with high positions and power, led by Fang Cow himself, and the scale is huge.

When he arrived in front of Han Sanqian's house, Fang Biao waved his hand and a group of people slowly stood in front of the door.

Fang Biao bent over slightly, shouted politely in the house, and said, "Ice God, I believe Su Yan has told you about the general matter. Now the time has come. Here is a special banquet for the world to welcome the ice god to the banquet, and enjoy the whole world. Fang Biao brings all the elders to welcome you to the banquet."

As soon as the words were finished, the elders and Fang Biao smiled slightly at each other, waiting for the response from the inner room.

"Cruff~~"

With the sound of the wooden door, the door was already open, but it was not Han Sanqian, but the pangolin.

Seeing a group of elders gathering outside, the pangolins were stunned for a moment, then they looked at Fang Biao and touched their head depressedly: "Hello, Master Fang."

"Where is the Ice God?" Fang Biao smiled.

The pangolin forced a smile: "I'm resting in the inner room. He told me to tell you, and he won't attend this banquet."

“Not participating?”

Hearing this, a group of people looked at each other. The world banquet was specially designed by the Ice God. What is the point if the protagonist does not show up?

"Is the Ice God still angry with the Liu family? I will cut the Liu family into pieces." Fang Biao said hurriedly when he heard this.

"No." Pangolin shook his head, then waved his hand slightly, and Fang Biao immediately turned his head over.

"My friend has always liked to be low-key. There are so many people in the world. He doesn't like lively." Pangolin said.

Fang Biao nodded relievedly. It would be easy to say if he was not angry. At least there was no crack in the relationship with the Ice God, which made him feel much more at ease.

"The Ice God doesn't like the fun, so Fang naturally understands it, but after all, this banquet in the world is set up by the Ice God. If the Ice God doesn't go, what's the meaning of this banquet?" Fang Biao smiled apologized.

"Your intention is that Bing Shen can understand it, so why force him to do something he doesn't like? If he makes him unhappy in the end, isn't it going against his wish?" Pangolin said helplessly.

"Can……"

"Or like this, you eat yours, and we will find a seat at will later. However, don't give birth to a baby, just treat everyone as a meal together." Pangolin said.

Hearing the pangolin's words, Fang Biao was stunned for a moment, turned his eyes and met the elders' eyes, reached a consensus, and nodded: "Although that's the case, this banquet is in our hearts, and Ice God will always be the protagonist."

After saying that, Fang Biao led a group of elders to retreat.
Chapter completed!