Bancheng Fengyue

Seeing that the guests were almost here, Emperor Zhu Xuan smiled and brought out the treasure at the bottom of the box today - a spirit stone found in the lower realm that is said to have conceived a spiritual fetus.

It's a pity that the gods don't seem to be very interested in this. Who can tell if there is a soul in a stone covered with moss? As for the moss breathing and fetal movement mentioned by Emperor Zhu Xuan, none of them could see any clues, and they dispersed around the bluestone for a while.

Unexpectedly, the finale would become a failure, so Emperor Zhu Xuan had no choice but to turn his head and whisper something to the priests. After a while, I heard a noise from behind, and more than a dozen priests came pushing a huge wheelbarrow. There seemed to be a big cardboard box on the car. When I looked closely, I found that it was covered with white paper. Paper, each white paper has a mantra drawn with cinnabar, sealing the box airtight.

The gods who don't know the truth are talking about it. I heard that Emperor Zhu Xuan collected Chiyou's nails and Gonggong's skull. Could it be that everyone was too indifferent to Lingshi, and he deliberately took these two things out for the gods to appreciate?

Emperor Zhu Xuan nodded slightly to signal, and the priests immediately tore off the sealed cinnabar mantras on the box one by one, revealing the large dark metal box underneath, and then they all walked away in fear.

Emperor Zhu Xuan couldn't help laughing and said: "This thing has been sealed by great supernatural powers, what are you afraid of? Everyone, after Houyi shot the sun in the lower realm, I have worked so hard to shoot Houyi that day in the abyss of the extreme north of the lower realm. This is the last arrow I found. It's just that despite the age, the arrow is still fierce and abnormal. It is a god-killing thing that gathers the resentment of mortals. Today I dared to take it out for entertainment, juniors, please be careful not to get too close."

With a wave of his long sleeves, the giant black metal box was opened silently, and a red arrow as thick as a finger was bound in the middle with a golden lock. After many years, this god-killing thing made by mortals in the lower world is still as sharp as ever. It's new, and it's frightening to look at it.

The gods finally let out a low cry of astonishment, this thing is indeed much more interesting than that inexplicable bluestone.

Gu Ting looked around, couldn't help tugging on Fu Cang's sleeve, and smiled lowly: "Fortunately, Goddess Xihe didn't come today."

Otherwise, I'm afraid that not only Fu Cang will be embarrassed, but also the guests of Zhuxuan Yuyang Mansion will be embarrassed. If Goddess Xihe sees Hou Yi's arrow, her tears will burn the Yuyang Mansion to the ground.

All the treasures have been listed, and all the gods watched them with great interest. A huge landscape screen fell under the sapphire platform, and the musicians of the Queen Mother of the West floated up, hidden behind the screen, and the silk, bamboo and sheng reeds played melodiously. It was Jiu Shao.

At this time, the sky is full of music, the fragrance of the sky is faint, the gods are watching treasures, chatting, eating and drinking, and there is a leisurely scene. Only Emperor Bai Ze tugged at Emperor Zhu Xuan's sleeve: "Zhu Xuan, little devil, Where are your Chiyou Maharaja's fingernails and Gonggong Maharaja's skull? Why don't you take them out?"

Emperor Zhu Xuan knew his eccentricity, and immediately smiled wryly: "Emperor Bai Ze, those two things are relics of the ancient demons, and they can only be kept in the Jade Glass Pagoda, but it is not easy to show them to the public. If you want to see them, I will take them personally How about you go to the Bi Liuli Pagoda?"

No matter what you say, Emperor Bai Ze is also an old protoss, and he should be able to get away after watching him for a while—poor Emperor Zhu Xuan accompanied him into the Bi Liuli Tower with such a naive idea, and then spent a lot of time in it with tears streaming down his face. For an hour, Emperor Bai Ze still didn't intend to come out, that's another story.

Gu Ting picked two altars of Taishen wine and a plate of green lotus root. Today Xuan Yi gave him the bad breath that has been crossing his heart for a long time. He was so happy that he couldn't describe it. He just wanted to drink three hundred cups with them and get drunk. . Looking around, I didn't see Xuan Yi, but I saw Fu Cang standing far away, and on the opposite side there was a long-bearded **** who was talking to him eagerly, and behind the long-bearded **** was another little goddess, with a face on her cheek. Flushed, and sneaked a glance at him for a while.

When Zhixi saw this scene, her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but ask, "What is Junior Brother Fucang doing?"

However, Gu Ting smiled as usual: "The God Clan introduced his own daughter to him again. This is a common occurrence. You can see that he keeps touching his sleeves, so he must be very impatient."

After the sword dance at the emperor's daughter's wedding banquet, Fu Cang suddenly gained great fame. First, he was a noble man, and he was the only son of Emperor Qing; This has made countless protoss with daughters love it. Last time the Emperor of Heaven failed to match Princess Zhuyin, which made the gods ready to move. It was fine for him to stay in the Mingxing Palace before, but now that he came out to participate in such a feast, he would naturally be seized by those who are interested.

Gu Ting wanted to rescue him, and immediately shouted loudly: "Fu Cang! Come here!"

Fu Cang nodded, bowed his hands to the long-bearded god, and Shi Shiran walked over, heaving a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

Gu Ting hugged his shoulders with a smile: "Come on, drink with me, it's a pity that little devil Xuan Yi doesn't know where to hide, otherwise I have to drink a few drinks for her today."

Can't find Xuanyi? Fu Cangfang pressed the sapphire cup to his lips, and when he heard Gu Ting's words, he couldn't help but glance around, and subconsciously looked at a huge emperor mulberry plant in the distance, isn't she right there? He lowered his head and concentrated on pinching the snow-white glazed pagoda in his hand. Most of his body was covered by shadows, appearing strangely quiet.

He suddenly discovered that it is not difficult to find the Dragon Princess. She seems to prefer to be alone rather than chatting and chatting lively. Weird snow.

Gu Ting seemed to have said something to him, and he looked away, absent-mindedly echoing a few words, and soon he would uncontrollably keep his eyes on Emperor Sang.

The interweaving of dark green and light red, light and shadow devour each other, like a lonely painting.

Fu Cang couldn't help but put down his wine glass, feeling an urge to think about the past.

The body moved a bit, but the bronze bell was suddenly rang, and the soft and upright silk and bamboo reed suddenly turned, turning into a passionate and vigorous one. sing a song.

Sure enough, the next moment the crown prince Changqin called him from a distance: "Fu Cang! Do you want to dance your sword for fun?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the gods were delighted. Back then, the sword dance performed by Fu Cang Shenjun at the emperor's daughter's wedding banquet was famous all over the world. Unexpectedly, I would be happy to see it again today! Zhixi was so excited that her face flushed, she felt embarrassed, she didn't want others to see it, but she couldn't suppress the hot flashes on her face.

Fu Cang turned around, and Prince Changqin was hugging the fifty-stringed harp, smiling and waving at him. He shook his head slowly, indicating that he didn't want to play, the prince's Changqin didn't pay attention to him, the fiftieth strings of the zither rang, the tone was like cracking gold and stone, and the sound urged him to go over.

Fu Cang frowned slightly, in desperation he had no choice but to hold Chun Jun in his hand, pointed his sword eastward, and fell into the arena lightly like a frightened bird.

Nine songs and one song are already deafening, and the fifty-stringed zither in the prince's Changqin's arms is even more intense when played, helping Cang hold the heavenly sword Chunjun to do a sword dance, the wind is surging in all directions, and the momentum is huge, Xuan Yili left It hurts my brain from the noise from so far away.

She wasn't interested in this guy's sword dance at all, and the sword dance and gun dance made a lot of noise, so she had to look around to find a quiet place and continue to fix the glazed pagoda.

Suddenly, a voice behind him said viciously: "So you are hiding here! Hmph! Let's see who will help you now!"

Xuan Yi was slightly startled, and the next moment he was roughly grabbed from the soft chair.

The **** who grabbed her didn't seem to have thought that she was completely powerless to resist, and was caught so easily. Instead, he was stunned for a moment, and then he held Xuan Yi under his armpit, covering her mouth and nose with one hand to prevent her from getting caught. yell.

"Go, don't let them see!" The other gods beside him looked around nervously, for fear of being discovered.

The **** who made the move looked around and saw a fairy plum grove in the distance, blocked by all kinds of gorgeous and luxurious pavilions, he lost his wink, and the gods immediately went to the fairy plum forest.

As soon as she entered Xianmei Lin, she was thrown on the ground, and the **** who held her in his arms said sharply: "Look at how crazy you are! Hmph! A young goddess dares to speak wild words! Today, I will teach you a lesson for your elders!" Remember it, my name is Mo Zhao! You Yu's Mo Zhao! I want to see if you dare to provoke You Yu!"

Xuan Yi didn't say a word, his eyes rolled around, and he looked around them. It turned out that it was the gods in front of the Bi Liuli Pagoda just now, who must have found her to take revenge.

"Why, you're too scared to speak?" Mozhao Shenjun sneered, "Aren't you very sharp when you were near the glazed pagoda just now! Say it again!"

He wanted to scare the little goddess a little bit, to hear her cry a few times, and then apologize, but she slowly raised her head, and let out a slight sneer from her nose, with an almost cold aloofness, It irritated them more than any haughty look.

Mozhao Shenjun roared: "What are you humming?! Apologize quickly! Otherwise, I will strip your clothes off!"

She slowly bent her knees and sat up, brushed off the dust from her skirt, picked up the half-crushed Baixue Glazed Pagoda, and carefully put it into her sleeve.

It seems that the only way to deal with corporals is to use corporal methods.

A thick layer of hoarfrost has not been formed on the soft green grass~www.novelmt.com~ The dense white snow began to fall in mid-air, and the gods felt a strange chill that pierced through the bones, as if they were connected to the bones. It also froze, and what was even more strange was that the fairy plum grove, which was originally sunny, suddenly became gloomy and gloomy.

At this moment, the gods finally came to their senses, and they were terrified: "Zhuyin! She is the little princess of the Zhuyin!"

"What's the matter with the Zhuyin clan!" Mo Zhao was secretly startled, but his mouth was still stiff, "Can the Zhuyin clan speak wild words at will?! I want to argue with Emperor Zhongshan!"

The other gods did not dare to hold on any longer, and retreated slowly one by one, Mo Zhao must have lost his mind, the sea of ​​Lihen, frozen in darkness, is just a hundred miles away, no matter who passes by here, they will be afraid of Zhuyin Even if he dared to provoke him, he simply didn't know how to live or die.

All the gods bowed their hands and bowed respectfully: "Your Highness, before and after this incident, the Mo of the Yu family was provoked by the gods, and there is a wrong and a debt. If the princess wants to blame, please don't implicate us."

Mo Zhaoshenjun did not expect his classmates to turn their faces like a book, and sternly said in anger: "A bunch of cowards! I don't believe she dared to do anything to me in Zhu Xuanyuyang Mansion! Come on! You have the guts to make me die on the spot!"

As soon as the words fell, a charming and cold voice suddenly sounded: "As you wish."

The gods only felt a pain in their chest, and they flew out one by one involuntarily. The **** Mozhao wanted to scream, but he saw a cold light flashing in front of his eyes, his ears felt cold, and the top of his head felt cold, followed by his chest as if hit by a boulder , he couldn't make that scream, and fell to the ground and passed out on the spot.

Grabbing Xuan Yi with both hands, she raised her head in astonishment, and saw Fu Cang standing in front of her who was supposed to be performing a coquettish sword dance, and Chun Jun who was unsheathed was thrown on the ground, with a thin bloodstain on the sword.