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It's getting dusk.

Looking from a distance, there is a huge complex of buildings standing above the mountain, surrounded by high walls, tall and sturdy, like copper walls and iron walls.

When you get closer, you can see the core of the building complex. It is a huge and magnificent castle. It is composed of multiple bell towers and corner towers, guarding the ancient pavilions and palaces.

"Senior, it's getting late, do you want to join in the fun?"

Yuan Yizhong said with a smile, "After passing Niujialing, it will take at least a day's journey to reach the next town. It's better to spend the night here, and it's not too late to leave tomorrow morning, right?"

Dian Weiluomo: "We are all uninvited guests. I'm afraid that something is wrong."

Yuan Yizhong had an idea: "How about you feel wronged, senior, and pretend to be my nephew?"

Dian Wei smiled and nodded: "Alright."

Yuan Yizhong, who had taken advantage of it, was overjoyed and led the way, and soon came to the gate of Niujiabao.

Look around!

At this moment, the door is open, and guests from all over the world are pouring in. There are too many people, and there are too many ceremonies. There are cars one after another, and there is actually a queue to enter the door, and the queue is thousands of meters away.

"Tomorrow is the birthday. Guests who are far from Niujialing have to arrive one to three days in advance. We are late." Yuan Yizhong sighed while looking at the busy traffic ahead.

Seeing this, Dian Wei said speechlessly, "With such a long queue, it won't be our turn until it gets dark."

Yuan Yizhong spread his hands and said: "No way, the Niu family is a thousand-year-old family, and there are too many relatives and friends. Every time Niujiabao holds a banquet, this is the scene."

It seemed that it was not the first time Yuan Yizhong had experienced this scene. He had gotten used to it and stood at the end of the team honestly.

Dian Wei didn't want to waste time lining up, so he turned to look at Yu Wending: "Are you familiar with Niu Jingwu?"

Yuwen Ding showed a look of contempt: "Although the Niu family is in this remote place, although it can be regarded as the dominant party and its reputation is prosperous, in the eyes of my Yuwen family, hum, it is nothing to be concerned about."

Dian Wei: "Then go and cut a line."

Yuwen Ding's expression froze: "This is not good, who would believe that I am a member of the Yuwen family with my miserable appearance."

What's more, Yu Wending really didn't want to lose someone again. If he was recognized in public, he would be embarrassed.

At this moment, Duan Heihu opened his mouth and said, "I have dealt with Niu Jingwu, and looking at my father's face, he should treat him with courtesy."

Dian Wei: "Okay, go say hello."

Duan Heihu immediately unfastened the reins on his neck, walked forward quickly, crossed the long queue, and came to the gate.

His burly stature and gloomy eyes gave him a ferocious feeling, which made several guards in front of the gate suddenly nervous.

"This friend stopped."

A guard with a knife blocked the way.

Duan Heihu didn't even look at the other party, and said coldly, "Inform your master and say that Duan Heihu is here to pray for his birthday."

The guard blinked, his face changed immediately, and he said in surprise: "So Zunjia is the son of the Yin Tiger Demon King, Uncle Duan, please wait a moment, I'll go and report to you."

After a while, the guard turned back.

Then, a middle-aged man wearing a blue brocade robe came out to greet him with a smile on his face. He looked at Duan Heihu cautiously, and said with a smile, "Master Duan, what kind of wind is blowing you here?"

Duan Heihu: "Steward Jin, the owner of Niubao is celebrating his birthday and entertaining guests from all over the world. Why didn't I receive an invitation?"

An air of resentment spread out.

The middle-aged man in Qingpao was taken aback, and he laughed: "Where are you talking, Master Duan is a VIP, and you should be the first to be invited. What did you just say, you didn't receive an invitation? Hmph, it must be some dog The servant was ineffective and sent the invitation to the wrong place. Don't be angry, Mr. Duan, I will investigate clearly and punish that dog servant severely."

Duan Heihu sneered and said: "What a sharp tongue, the owner of Niubao is a heroic chivalrous man, I am the son of a demon, we are the well water and not the river, and it is reasonable for him not to invite me after his birthday, I have nothing to be angry with. "

The middle-aged man in Qingpao continued: "If you come, you will be a guest. Master Duan, please."

Duan Heihu waved his hand and said, "No hurry, my boss is here too." After speaking, he turned around and waved in the distance.

"Boss?" The middle-aged man in Qingpao stretched out his head and looked around with an inexplicable expression. Who is Duan Heihu's boss?

In no time ~www.readwn.com~ Dian Wei and Yuan Yizhong came to the door in a mighty way.

The pupils of the middle-aged man in Qingpao shrank!

Yuan Yizhong also shrank his pupils!

Then, the two looked at each other, walked towards each other with a laugh, and bowed their hands to each other.

"Old man!"

"Master Jin!"

"What Jin Ye, I'm a housekeeper now, I can't be the Jin Ye, the elder brother Mo Zhe will kill me."

The two chatted and laughed, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

"..." Dian Wei looked at them and felt that the atmosphere was very embarrassing, and he wanted to talk to death.

"That, Mr. Duan." The middle-aged man in Qingpao, the former leader of the Yasha bandit, Mr. Jin, "The boss you said is the elder brother?"

Duan Heihu: "You are blind."

Dian Wei, who was beside him, squinted with his eyes.

The middle-aged man in Qingpao turned around and looked at Xia Dianwei, his heart suddenly startled, his body froze.

You must know that everyone has a kind of temperament, such as domineering, murderous, suffocating and so on.

Master Jin is the best at observing words and looks, and his temperament is more accurate than his face.

At this moment, Dian Wei was less than three steps away from him, but he didn't leak a single breath from beginning to end, and he didn't feel the slightest domineering, murderous or suffocating aura.

Until the middle-aged Qingpao saw Dian Wei, in an instant, a tyrannical and domineering temperament rushed to his face like wind and fire, giving him a great sense of oppression.