Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

Baili Pangpang stared at Lin Xuan in a daze. This was the first time he saw Lin Xuan angry.

He pursed his lips.

Lin Xuan was right about one thing: inviting a girl and then standing her up was not a gentleman's behavior.

Especially the girl, she made a great determination to come here.

"Hurry up and change your clothes."

"But, but I didn't prepare a suit."

Baili Pangpang was in tears.

Because of his body shape, his suits are all specially tailored.

Now my suit is still in Baili Manor and I didn’t bring it here.

"Leave this matter to me."

Lin Qiye's voice came from outside the door. When Baili Pangpang looked back, he saw Lin Qiye standing in front of the door and speaking.

He could get the suit as quickly as possible, and then use the Star Sword to teleport it back.

Baili Pangpang looked towards the door and saw four people behind Lin Qiye.

In other words, everyone was eavesdropping behind the door.

Baili Pangpang's face instantly became embarrassed.

"Jialan, you guys are responsible for dressing up Pangpang. Qingyu, let's go."

Lin Qiye turned around and walked out, and An Qingyu followed immediately.

There is still half an hour before the flight arrives, there is still time!

"it is good!"

Jia Lan was obviously excited and couldn't wait to dress up Baili Pangpang and ship them as a couple.

Cao Yuan sat on the side and watched, while Shen Qingzhu had already gone downstairs to borrow a car. At this time, he was holding a black box in his hand, and inside the box was Lin Qiye's Star Blade.

Baili Pangpang looked at everyone with a puzzled expression, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Everyone, I..."

"Chubby, stop messing around and get ready quickly. Show your best."

Lin Xuan patted Baili Pangpang's shoulder and said half-jokingly.

"Maybe you'll be the first one among us to find a partner."

"Um, Sister Jialan, are you okay?"

Baili Pangpang swallowed his saliva. He felt that the moment Lin Xuan finished speaking, Jialan's entire aura changed.

"fine."

Jialan smiled with a forced smile, took out the makeup tools and started working on Baili Pangpang's face, as if venting his anger.

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airport.

Dark clouds covered the earth and accumulated to the extreme at a certain moment.

Raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky, splashing on the square in front of the airport, leaving gray-black marks.

One drop, two drops.

The sound became more and more urgent, and a chill filled the air.

In an instant, heavy rain came.

The raindrops connected together, like a curtain, blocking the view.

Molly walked out of the airport dragging her suitcase. She stood in front of the "curtain" and looked around, as if looking for something.

The cold wind carrying moisture blows towards you, making you feel chilled.

Many people on the same flight passed by the girl holding umbrellas, talking and laughing.

Someone else came running out from the rain with a happy smile on his face.

The girl's eyes lit up and she looked up, but when she saw the person's face clearly, her eyes dimmed again.

She could hear someone passing by, bringing with them bursts of steam and joy.

After a while, they left together, holding an umbrella and talking and laughing.

Molly watched them go away. There were fewer and fewer people around and the air gradually became quiet.

But she still didn't wait for the person she wanted to wait for.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the girl was completely soaked when she just stretched out her hand.

The girl pulled back and crossed her arms.

She heard some rumors about that fat guy.

Something seems to have happened at the Baili family.

But she still came because the fat guy invited her.

He said he would pick her up at the airport, but he hasn't shown up yet.

Maybe he won't come.

Molly's eyes dimmed, she lowered her head and stared blankly at the ground.

But at this moment, a discordant sound appeared in the symphony of heavy rain.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps and rapid breathing.

pat, pat.

The sound of rain was so loud, but it couldn't stop the echo of footsteps.

Molly raised her head and looked towards the source of the sound.

The next moment, the girl's eyes lit up, as bright as stars.

In the rain, a fat and disheveled figure was running towards her, breathing rapidly and stumbling.

On his chest was a bouquet of roses, which had been wilted by the heavy rain.

The heavy rain completely soaked his suit and washed away the light makeup on his face, leaving only his true appearance, which looked extremely disheveled.

Molly burst out laughing. The girl covered her stomach and laughed so loudly that even the sound of the rain was drowned out.

He was still the silly fat guy in her memory, without any change.

The fat boy heard the girl's laughter and looked up at her.

At this moment, the two looked at each other.

He finally arrived as promised.

In the distance, in a van, six people crowded by the window, looking at two figures in the distance.

"I forgot to bring my umbrella."

Cao Yuan sighed and said.

"No, it was a stroke of genius."

An Qingyu adjusted his glasses.

Jia Lan smiled like an auntie and secretly glanced at Lin Qiye who was also staring at her. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but suddenly turned back with a flushed face.

On the other side, Lin Xuan sat there quietly, looking at the two people under the eaves through the car window.

At this time, they were squatting together.

The heavy rain turned into a curtain, making the figures of the two people hazy.

The girl smiled as brightly as a flower and looked up and down at the boy who looked like a drowned rat. She raised her hand, picked the wilted rose from the fat boy's chest, and smelled it.

The fragrance had been washed away by the rain, and she could only smell a faint vapor from it, but she looked so happy.

The fat boy scratched his head awkwardly, his lips moving as if trying to explain to the girl why he was late.

The girl tilted her head and listened, but she just pouted and looked down at the flowers in her hand, as if she had no intention of forgiving the boy.

But now, they are so close.