Chapter 527: Mid-Autumn Festival, Two Realms

As soon as he returned to the first Mid-Autumn Festival in Wolong Valley, the officials forbade it to be held as a grand sacrificial festival. And it was the people who first put it forward, saying that it was to celebrate the "Four Joys" in Wolong Valley.

First, the lord of the city and his wife returned safely.

Second, the wife of the city lord was pregnant with an heir.

Third, there is a talking dragon that has ever lived in Wolong Valley.

Fourth, the arrival of eighteen dragons is also worth celebrating, after all, it is not easy to raise a dragon.

Although there was no reason for Ying Long, this guy still fluttered his wings happily on the Mid-Autumn Festival night and flew several times above the Dragon City. I personally took Fan Xiaotian to the market to choose dragon noodles, this little broken child successfully worshiped the fox as a teacher, and really practiced martial arts every day, and never slacked off.

When I was trying on dragon noodles in Fan Xiaotian, I suddenly found two familiar masks. Looking at them, I thought about the original competition.

The fox and I were each wearing dragon masks, but we bumped into each other. In the end, we fell into the camp camp that was preparing to revolt against the Qi family, and we dug out the small dragon city behind us, and slowly approached in mutual temptation and distrust......

"Master, do you want these two masks?" Fan Xiaotian suddenly turned his head and asked me, almost not startling me.

I quickly gathered my thoughts and smiled, "Well, that's it." When the maid behind me gave me the money, I ordered another mask that resembled the fox, "Add this." Fan Xiaotian immediately nodded in agreement.

If that guy finds out I didn't buy him noodles, he's going to have to talk about how long it will be.

However, the wind in Dragon City is blowing fast, and in a few days, someone has made a fierce dragon mask. That little guy gets along well with the negative one, and although the negative one is also one of the top ten dragon clans, he doesn't want to be so pure-blooded.

It only has a small amount of bloodline on its body and is still the bloodline of one of the ten major dragon clans, after all, it is a dragon with a powerful bloodline and a dragon hatched from generation to generation by the eggs of ordinary dragons.

It is the bloodline of the "original" Fox family that has been hatched after several twists and turns and took hundreds of years. There is still a lot of potential waiting to be unleashed, and I didn't hesitate to send it to the dragon training house for exercise.

But this guy only stayed for two days and came back, saying that they taught it to know.

I handed the dragon noodles I picked to Qi Jingyuan, he put down the pen in his hand, stared at the dragon noodles for a long time, and suddenly scooped me into his arms: "Shallow, it's rare that you still remember this dragon noodles." We almost died there. ”

"You don't like it?" I asked.

"I don't like it. But I like you. He replied.

I chuckled, took the dragon mask and headed with him towards the top of Dragon City. There are sacrificial fires waiting to be lit, and there are lively fires all over the city in full view. The moonlight is Langlang, like the jade who is carefully embedded in the sky.

Mid-Autumn moon, Mid-Autumn night.

The entire Dragon City was still so joyful, including the villages outside the city, singing could be heard from afar. Everyone dances with dragon masks, holds torches and sings, and singing and dancing should be like this.

I suddenly hoped that the little guy in my belly would come to this world as soon as possible, I habitually stroked my stomach with one hand, and raised a torch with Qi Jingyuan with the other hand to light the "firewood building" that had been prepared a long time ago. The moment the flames burst out, they swelled rapidly, like a golden dragon swaying upward.

On the other hand, the world is unified, and it is also celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The emperor of the Lu State sat on the "Dragon Platform" built in the open air, and the spacious and gorgeous all-bronze building was the banquet venue for the celebration of victory that the Lu State had ordered to build since the beginning of the war. Before the war began, Emperor Lu concluded that he would not lose.

Now, the country of Lu has really won a big victory. In the whole world, there is only one country, Lu State, which has not used Lu State for a year to wipe out the other six countries and dominate the world.

It's a pity that Emperor Lu is not very happy. He sat on the dragon chair, surrounded by soldiers with great military achievements. Patriarch Wuxian sat side by side with him, which was why he was unhappy. Moreover, he did not dare to be angry openly.

When the last country was still peaceful, the Wuxian patriarch asked him to crown him as king, and even the feudal territory was demarcated.

The patriarch of Wuxian made it clear that he wanted to divide the territory and rule, ironically, Emperor Lu once trusted them incomparably, and the military power was in the hands of others, could he say a word "no"? Naturally I can't, and I don't dare.

The "Dragon Platform" is divided into four floors, all connected by stairs, and there are 99 steps between each floor. And on the top layer, you can see the scene of each layer below, but the people below can't see the faces of the people above.

The soldiers were followed by hundreds of officials, led by Meng Wangwei, who were kneeling respectfully and neatly.

The next level is the subservient kings and ministers of the countries, which, of course, are not uniform. There are only kings and ministers who have heard the wind and have joined them, and those who have been defeated are being held at the bottom of the line, along with their families and soldiers.

The third floor, counted from top to bottom, is full of singing and dancing. The musicians kneel on the edge and set music to the dancers who are dancing in the center. The melodious and beautiful music and the dancing posture like a fairy add a warmth to the cold moon in the sky.

It's a pity that it was destroyed by the last and lowest layer of cruelty.

Obviously, the scene on the third floor is the most beautiful, but almost everyone's eyes are on the fourth floor. Including Junyang, the only princess of Lu who was held by Emperor Lu in the palm of her hand, the pretty girl was pale.

"Your Majesty, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, please enjoy the after-entertainment programs prepared by this king to cater to the festive atmosphere. Go and call them to start. The Wu Xian Patriarch raised his eyebrows, and the three elders who were seated next to him immediately got up and walked to the edge with expressionless faces, and waved his hand down.

Recently, he has become more and more arbitrary, doing whatever he wants, and he will not even ask Emperor Lu for advice.

At the same time that the three elders returned, more than a dozen fierce beasts were also brought to the fourth layer, and immediately the cries of women and children were heard. Meng Wangwu looked down without changing his face, but the hands on his lap were secretly clenched into fists.

Forming an alliance with the Wuxian clan is really luring wolves into the house! He shouldn't have made this suggestion to the emperor in the first place...... This is the biggest mistake of his life, and it is also the biggest stain!

"Your Majesty, this king bets on a chicken leg, and those thieves can't hold up a stick of incense. Would you like to place a bet too?" Patriarch Wuxian grinned, and looked at Emperor Lu with contempt in his eyes. Even the few Wuxian generals who followed him laughed.

Emperor Lu looked away, picked up the wine in front of him and took a sip: "I'm not interested." Just wait for your pleasure. ”

What else could he say? This group of wolf-ambitious fellows is now in his palace, and the fierce beasts they brought can make the palace corpses and rivers of blood all over the field in half an hour. As you do on the battlefield, you don't even need to go up and cut a knife or two.

"Huh." Patriarch Wuxian sneered, looking with great interest at the people below who were fleeing for their lives under the claws of the beasts.