Godly Choice System

Chapter 1692: Invitation

"Li Yun, I, I want to tell you one thing, my seventh uncle... went to Yuwen's house."

"Oh? That's okay, it's okay, he will come when he comes."

Early in the morning, Li Yun received a call from Gong Qingyu. During the phone call, she staggered and told him that Gong Changhua had not been reprimanded by her father, but that what she said was strongly suspected, if it were not for Gong Lian. As evidenced by the side, I am afraid that Gong Qingyu will be invited back by someone from the palace family the next day to get a good understanding of what's going on in Zhonghai City!

Li Yun actually didn't expect Gong Qingyu's words to work.

After all, he was not the real son-in-law of the palace family, but just an outsider. Of course, Gong Qingyu's father, the head of the palace family, could not teach the elders of the family for outsiders.

Secondly, Gong Qingyu will say on the phone: My boyfriend Li Yun is 18 years old this year, and is a high school senior like me. He is very powerful, can hang four or five masters, and frighten the Sakura country. Don't dare to let it go.

May I ask, who would believe this?

Isn't that nonsense to hang four or five masters before the age of twenty! !

"I'm sorry..." Gong Qingyu was aggrieved, obviously her boyfriend has countless secrets, holding the fairy mansion, there are countless elixir and elixir, and the techniques are even more exquisite. She just said that her boyfriend had beaten a few grandmaster levels. , Others didn't even believe this. Sure enough, her father was an idiot, and the rest of the palace family were idiots!

"It's okay, I'll solve it." Li Yun smiled, "You continue to draw, or review it, it's almost the college entrance examination, and then see who gets the highest score!"

"Huh~"

Speaking of the college entrance examination, Gong Qingyu snorted proudly: "I lost to you last time, but I will definitely get the first place in the college entrance examination this time. I specially asked Aunt Lian to make up for the Chinese, and then I will have a full score composition. Can't run away!"

"Haha, then I'll wait for your masterpiece!"

After finishing the conversation with Gong Qingyu, Li Yun took Zhao Tianfeng and Hu Xiaomeng, leaving Zhao's house in the concerned eyes of Madam Zhao, and came to the door of Yuwen's house.

After Li Yun handed over the invitation card, the previous scene happened.

"You, you are Li Yun!?"

The eyes of the person in charge of the reception were round, as if he had seen a ghost.

The guards, guards, and servants of Yuwen's family who maintained the order all looked at them together, their eyes were very complicated: resentment, surprise, anger, and so on.

The news that Master Yuwen was killed by Li Yun has spread throughout the Yuwen family. Many clansmen have already geared up, waiting for the young master to be buried before revenge!

Unexpectedly, the Patriarch actually sent an invitation to the enemy who killed his son!

What shocked them even more was that Li Yun, the enemy of the Yuwen family, was really invited here!

And only two beautiful women and two bodyguards followed them.

"What a courage!"

Such thoughts flashed in the minds of all those who saw this scene.

Not to mention that the people of Yuwen's family were shocked, and the guests on the sidelines looked at him in surprise.

"I, Cao, these three people are all wearing bright clothes, male blue, female red and emerald green to attend the funeral. Are they afraid to offend Yuwen's family?!"

"Afraid? Do you know who the model woman is? Zhao Tianfeng, the daughter of the Zhao family!"

"The Zhao family? Which Zhao family? Which one is the chief official in Yundian? It's worse than the Yuwen family."

"Hehe, you don't know the Zhao family? Well, forget it, you still don't know, all you need to know is that the other little girl is the youngest lady in the three generations of the Hu family, the Hu family you think!"

"The little daughter of the Hu family... Then how about the Zhao family and Hu family?"

"It can't be compared."

"hiss!"