Grab?

Simon's face turned blue and white for a while, this wooden box originally contained the map fragments of his Simon family, okay?

But he couldn't say it.

Before this, Yue Qing asked him three times and twice, and he replied very positively that this was the Feng family's wooden box.

It turned out that this woman had already put down the trap for him to drill from the beginning.

Simon couldn't help but grit his teeth, it has always been his Simon family who is calculating others, when has he been calculated by others?

And under the constant gesture of the Feng family's gentle eyes, the head of the melon finally opened up.

"Simon Maniac, after watching it for so long, you're sure that the wooden box is what you want, right? It's time to give me back the wooden box, right? ”

Simon's face became ugly, his five fingers tightly clasped the wooden box in his hand, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out.

"What? Haven't seen enough? Then pray that the formation mage of the Simon family can win over our light girl. ”

The Feng family master's rough face was full of smiles, and the anger that had been trapped in his heart finally vented after seeing Ximen eat and deflat.

He stared at Yue Qingqing, his eyes full of gratitude.

If there was no Yue Qing's appearance, he would probably have led the Feng family and the Ximen family to break the net, where could he still be so proud.

What the Feng family master didn't expect was that now was just the beginning.

The appearance of the moon will lead the Feng family to climb to a height that has never been seen before.

Of course, that's another story.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Simon Maniac, more precisely, on the wooden box in his hand.

Ximen frantically calmed his face and glanced at Song Ren again.

Song Ren had the urge to hit the wall, no matter how good he was, he couldn't refute Yue Qingqing's words.

It seems that we can only start from the other side.

"It's almost noon, isn't it time for the formation competition to start?"

What he thought of was to change the topic, even if everyone already knew that the Song family was attached to the Ximen family, but it was not officially disclosed.

He was cheeky and pretended to be stupid.

"This girl, since you are the formation mage of the Feng family, it is time to go to the ring, right? Do you want to abstain? ”

After Song Ren finished speaking, many families echoed it.

"Qinghe, write down the names of these families." Yue whispered softly.

"Huh? What do you write it down? Feng Qinghe didn't react and asked suspiciously.

Several black lines fell on Yue Qing's head, and dropping the chain at a critical moment is the specialty of the Feng family brothers?

Her gaze moved to the other side, and the expressions of those Feng family disciples were also puzzled.

The corner of Yue's forehead twitched, no wonder the Feng family would have been calculated by the Ximen family.

It's not that the Ximen family is too strong and calculating, but the Feng family is too stupid and stupid, and they don't need to use their brains at all to calculate.

Didn't they think that these families were either tied to the Song family, or they would take refuge in the Ximen family?

Yue gently suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, and said lazily: "I hate it most when others talk to me in unison, make a note of the family that just echoed me, and when the formation competition is over, I will go to their door to get a few formations to play." ”

The faces of those who echoed were pale, and they subconsciously looked at Simon wildly, and only calmed down after being reassured by each other's eyes.

began to cooperate with Song Ren, using words to put pressure on the French Alliance, put pressure on the Feng family, and gently put pressure on Yue.