Zhang Ruochen hurriedly said, "Second uncle, don't explain. If the Yan clan wants to kill me, why should I fire the hidden arrow? It's even more impossible. I'll let the hidden arrows go so clearly."

The great saints of the Earth Demon Clan, including Xuan Zehai, Xuan Qingying, and the Grand Sikong, the Second Sikong and Cang Jie who came with Zhang Ruochen took their seats one after another.

The five great saints in the Temple of Death could only stand behind the two monks in a stiff manner.

There were big names in the audience, only Cang Jie, the saint king, and he felt like he was in a dream.

The demigod gods are all sitting on it, this is a legendary figure!

Zhang Ruochen was still with Yan Yu, chatting and laughing with him, as if he had met again after a long separation and had endless things to say.

Yan Zhexian sat diagonally opposite Zhang Ruochen and stared at them. As long as Zhang Ruochen looked over, she would open her eyes and stare at her, as if she could use her eyes to stop Zhang Ruochen from talking with Yan Yu.

There are two positions in front of Yan Zhexian.

Seeing that everyone had already taken their seats, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help asking, "Who are we waiting for?"

"Indeed, there are two handsome men of your generation who are coming to the banquet."

Yan Yu did not mention who those two were. Suddenly, he grabbed Zhang Ruochen's hand and asked in a low voice with complicated eyes: "What do Ruochen thinks about Xian'er?"

"this……"

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help staring at Yan Zhexian diagonally opposite.

Yan Zhexian probably heard Yan Yu's question. Facing Zhang Ruochen's gaze, he did not glar back, but looked down at the ground, showing an listening look.

In front of Yan Yu, she still dared not act rashly.
Chapter completed!