"I don't know what the blue wave pool is for?" Wind Sword's clear voice came, but his eyes looked at the mountain lord gently.

The Ridge Lord glanced at him and didn't make a sound, the middle-aged man seemed to be the Ridge Lord's special messenger, only to see him look at the Wind Sword, and then replied, "This banquet, if you want to drink wine, it depends on your ability." There are good wines hidden in this pool for years, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, and it is up to you whether you can drink it or not. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar below, some were excited and some were depressed, and those who were excited were naturally those who thought they could drink wine, and the wine of Silent Hill must be extraordinary!

"What then?" said the brown-robed man, his eyes fixed on the pool below.

Everyone also looked at the blue wave pool, which looked nothing special, and there were plum blossoms floating on it, slowly fluttering on it.

Nangong Mo didn't have the heart to listen to anything at the moment, and now for him, the most important thing is that

"Zi Han, the woman who came out of your room that night seems to be the Ridge Lord" Nangong Mo still couldn't help but say, if he didn't figure out this matter, he might not sleep for a year, it was too terrifying!

"Ah, you found out. Zi Han replied quickly.

This proves that she is not lying, and now Nangong Mo was even more shocked, he thought that Zi Han would deny it, but he didn't expect her to admit it!

Does she know what this means! This is the Silent Ridge Lord! The pinnacle existence of the Dongxuan Continent!

Isn't he too backward and rigid?

But that kind of woman actually took a fancy to Zi Han's little milk baby, Zi Han should only be in her twenties, and the Ling Lord should be able to be Zi Han's great-grandmother? I don't know, it seems that no one in Dongxuan knows the age of the Silent Ling Lord

"Alas" Nangong Mo sighed deeply, and then stared at the Ling Lord with complicated eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The Ling Lord obviously also felt this strange gaze, and the corner of his eye skimmed to Nangong Mo, this person seemed to have some influence, but he couldn't remember who it was

"I believe that the people who came to participate in the banquet this time are all our elites of Qingli, drinking, it is very simple, you only need to infuse your soul power into the blue wave pool, see how many years of wine your soul power can attract, and the wine attracted is your own. The words just fell

Another plum blossom sprinkled on the ground, a figure fell rapidly from the sky, fluttering black clothes, making the surrounding air heavy and pressing, like a slowed down or frozen plum blossom, so that everyone has a feeling like a god descending from the sky.

I saw her fall on the water surface of the blue wave pool, the jade foot lightly touched the plum blossoms, and her figure jumped, and she came to the front of the mountain lord and sat on the armrest of the chair where the mountain lord was sitting.

Everyone took a breath of cool air, and this man was

The black clothes fluttered, the eyebrows were flared, and the beautiful and domineering appearance shocked the people present, including the royal level.

She is the deceased Shura.

Looking at the very unruly Shura beside him, the Ling Lord smiled, waved his hand, and added a chair, and the Shura sat on it, not caring about the eyes of others at all, and looked at the Ling Lord with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Ling Lord also looked at the deceased Shura, "I didn't expect you to come, it seems that my wine is very famous." This was the first thing the Ling Lord said when he came here, and it was also the first time that everyone heard her speak, and her voice was as ethereal as an ethereal spirit.

"So you're not going to get me the wine yourself, do you want me to go down there too?" Shura's tone was a little playful, and with a casual glance of the corner of his eye, he saw Zi Han in the crowd, and the corners of his mouth hooked wider.

"Do-it-yourself wine tastes better. ”

"I don't think so, someone will give me a drink. Shura got up.

Zi Han had a bad premonition.

"Who?" asked the Ridge Lord.

"She. The white fingers stretched out and pointed at Zi Han under the stage.

Everyone looked at it, and a handsome young man in purple was standing in the direction pointed by Shura.

Zi Han's figure flashed to another place, and then raised his head, and Shura was looking at himself with a smile, and his finger was still pointing at his head.

This woman broke through!

This was Zi Han's first feeling.

The feeling she gave her was even stronger than last time, very powerful!

I don't know why, looking at the royal level below her, she has a feeling that those old royal level are not as good as the dead Shura.

As soon as this feeling came out, Zi Han was scared by himself, probably not, if so, it would be too rebellious!

The Ridge Lord looked in the direction pointed by Shura, with a somewhat strange expression, "Do you know him?"

Shura didn't answer, but flew in front of Zi Han, stretched out his hand, put one hand around Zi Han's neck, and then tilted his head to Zi Han, "My wine depends on you." ”

That posture is very intimate, especially the moment when the head is tilted, the mouth is about to kiss Zi Han, okay! And the hand hooking Zi Han's neck is still playing with Zi Han's hair, and the corners of his eyes are raised.

Zi Han tilted his head back a little uncomfortably, and smiled bitterly, "I think the wine you brought out must be better than mine." ”

"You underestimate yourself too much, and I believe that your wine is the best among the people here, because you brought it out, and it is different from others. The tone was very ambiguous.

"Who is this person!" Everyone frowned, they couldn't help but be a little annoyed, paralyzed, where did the little white face come from!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

One of the fame of the deceased Shura is that he is cold and ruthless when he is not close to men, and he never pays attention to any man!

How is this

Nan Fengye had silently retreated at this moment, withdrawing from the sight of the deceased Shura

He couldn't afford to hurt Ah Shura's eyes looked at him, so cold

Zi Han listened to the words of the dead Shura, and he didn't know what to reply for a while, so he was held by the dead Shura and walked up the steps

She wanted to refuse, but her hand didn't seem to move

At this moment, everyone began to test her breath, and what they got was the expression after a cloud of mist

Shura walked in front, pulling Zi Han behind, Zi Han's eyes swept and saw the cold eyes of several layers of men, another with a fierce expression, and several men with expressionless faces

God, aren't these people the suitors of the Ling Lord? When did they change to chasing Shura? What kind of eyes did they look at!!

In fact, men, when they see a beautiful and powerful woman, they can't help but have a good impression and close thoughts in their hearts, and at this moment, seeing the goddess in their hearts go so close to a man with a little white face, out of the domineering heart of a man, it is naturally unpleasant at this moment

Soon the two of them reached the top, and the Ling Lord didn't know what to think, so he took out another chair, and the two of them sat down, but the position of this seat was a little strange, Zi Han was originally sitting on a chair next to him, and the deceased Shura didn't know what to think, so he moved the chair to her, and the three of them surrounded a triangle