Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

When the four shadowmen arrived, the venue of the Light and Monster Conference was empty, and none of the participating teams were seen.

The four children looked at each other, but not long after, a group of teenagers with blue embroidered pine patterns walked in from the other side of the venue.

They wear sapphire hair crowns and step on a pair of embroidered cloud-patterned boots,
The group of handsome teenagers with faces like white jade laughed and laughed as they walked, except for the two teenagers with completely different auras at the beginning and the end who were silent, the other two teenagers were laughing in the middle of the line.

And among the crowd of blue colors, there is a young man in black clothes.

Mu Yan saw him at a glance.

Of course, the four shadowmen all noticed the man whose clothes were completely different from those around him.

He was the boy who was laughing, he was pinching the bones of the folding fan at his waist, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw the four shadowmen.

"Little Smoke!" He called softly.

Everyone cast their gazes at Mu Yan who was standing calmly on the spot.

Mu Yan was speechless, and her eyes fell on Ling Shaoqing with unfriendly eyes.

"Long time no see." Ling Shaoqing took a step forward and ran to her.

He pulled off the folding fan at his waist, turned his wrist, and with a bang, the fan unfolded, covering half of the boy's cheek.

But just looking at the corners of his eyes and brows, one can feel his joy.

"It's quite early." Wan Muyan said.

"Isn't it earlier than you?"

Ling Shaoqing put away the folding fan again, and then glanced at the people around her.

The four sons of the shadow sect who he came here to look for before are all gathered here now, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"You are interesting, even your name is not on the roster."

Wan Muyan looked at him with some dissatisfaction.

Ling Shaoqing tapped his chin with the tip of his fan, thought for a moment, and then made a sound.

"Oh, you said that parchment, just to give you a surprise, how about it? Are you happy?"

Mu Yan glared at him angrily.

"What do you say?"

Ling Shaoqing laughed again, and not long after, the man who was laughing with him just now also came up.

"Is this the little smoke you mentioned?"

The boy put his hand on Ling Shaoqing's shoulder and whispered in his ear.

Ling Shaoqing covered her face with a paper fan and responded softly.

Mu Yan looked at the boy.

This person is probably Ling Ruoshui, Huang's eighth-level alchemist, a direct descendant of the Ling family, with high abilities, and a very good seedling.

However, such a direct descendant has a good relationship with a concubine like Ling Shaoqing.

"Nice to meet you."

The calm and calm male voice came from behind the two teenagers.

I saw that the man was tall and thin, with an indifferent face, and he was politely saying hello to the four sons of Yingmen.

This cold-tempered man is probably Huang Jiujiu, the ninth-level physician, Kulos.

"Happy to meet."

It was Mu Xuecheng who raised his hand to respond.

This man has a cold aura, and when he stands there still, his waist is always straight.

And in the afterglow of the twilight, a small black shadow broke into it.

She even looked in the direction of the shadow.

Behind Kuros was a young man with his waist slightly bent and his head hanging.

He raised his head cautiously, and looked at everyone in front of him as if inquiring.

The eldest son of the Ling family, Ling Shaocheng, a fourth-level Taoist of the Huang family.

Mu Yanxin immediately came to a conclusion.

Although he is the eldest son of the Ling family, he is not as capable as his peers. On the contrary, Ling Shaoqing, a concubine with extraordinary ability, is highly valued.

"It seems that this game is our two teams."

Ling Shaoqing said with some expectation.

It was Teacher Hua who drew the lottery for them, and the four shadowmen didn't know until now that the opponent was from the Ling family.