Ye Qingluo's gaze settled on the group of people who sat together in a group.
But it's not the group of Hongmei.
At this time, one by one sticks to Ji Wuhua's side, trying to please her in every possible way.
Ji Wuhua is indeed patient when facing women.
With a smile on his face, he comforted each one.
Feng Changqing was so annoyed that she walked away from Ji Wuhua and went to the head of the Feng family.
About half a stick of incense time.
The guests are basically full.
No more guests were seen.
The head of the Feng family got up cheerfully, and eloquently opened the opening remarks of the long speech.
It's nothing more than exaggerating Ye Qingluo's various methods.
It attracted the support of countless guests.
Ye Qingluo half-supported the window, looking at Patriarch Feng's joyful face from a distance.
The pink lips hooked unconsciously.
Grandpa is really... very happy.
Seeing grandpa so happy.
She accepted the banquet, but she didn't find it so troublesome.
Looking at Patriarch Feng with a smile, thinking about the appearance of the opening speech.
Suddenly, the ears moved slightly.
She withdrew the smile on her face, and stared at a place not far outside the window.
A black shadow passed by.
Vaguely, with a somewhat dangerous atmosphere.
Ye Qingluo's expression froze, turned over from the window, and followed the shadow quietly.
That shadow was extremely fast.
Wander among the sky-filled flower gardens and luxuriant woods.
As if deliberately avoiding something.
Ye Qingluo followed closely.
Can vaguely see.
The black figure in front is a person wearing a black robe, covering his whole body in the black robe.
She felt that these people who wanted to make troubles must have a sick mind.
In broad daylight, wearing a black robe, covering his face.
That's more noticeable, isn't it
At first glance, this is a villain! Want to do something!
Grandpa was very happy at this kinship recognition banquet.
She couldn't let others spoil the confession banquet.
The black shadow went straight to the vicinity of the banquet.
There are many maidservants coming and going.
The black shadow clings to a few lush trees, covering his figure.
It also seemed to be in the dark, observing something.
Ye Qingluo noticed that the black shadow seemed to be looking in the direction of grandpa.
The target is grandpa
Another half stick of incense was silent.
Grandpa's opening remarks are also coming to an end.
The black shadow suddenly took out something from his arms.
Ye Qingluo vaguely saw the thing, which was a spherical shape.
It seemed to be thrown in the direction of the banquet.
"Oh no, that's...that's the psychedelic ball from the God Realm!" Old Man Cang's voice sounded eagerly, "If that ball explodes at a banquet, the smoke it sprays will make people who inhale the smoke, They all have the illusion of being created!"
It is commonly known as - building a dream.
Building is a dream that has already been formulated.
Ye Qingluo's expression froze slightly.
You know, the people present are all prominent figures in the God Realm!
They are all representatives of the nobles!
How dare this black shadow stand in front of so many people...
With a magic ball
What is the purpose of this
What kind of illusion is created in that ball
Are you trying to mess up this confession banquet
Ye Qingluo's face froze slightly, half-narrowing her sharp and charming eyes.
Just about to rush forward and stop that person.
Suddenly, the black shadow that was holding the psychedelic suddenly softened and fell backwards.
A moment that has not yet caused a sensation.
Ye Qingluo could only vaguely see a red sleeve robe brushing past.
The black shadow has disappeared.
The wind blows, the leaves rustle.
It seemed that the black shadow was just an illusion and had never appeared before.