"You say, the city lord of Sky City is your fiancé?"

Yan Jiu just wanted to say "yes" hard, but he was made to laugh and cry by his next words. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His Royal Highness the Seventh folded Yuan's face and looked at Yan Jiu, "Isn't my nephew looking bad?" ”

In all fairness, the fate is indeed a first-class abstinence beautiful man.

"No, he's handsome," Yan Jiu replied, "I mean, he's handsome. ”

His Royal Highness Seventh lifted the edge with one hand, and he shook the edge in his hand, "Could it be that his figure is not tall enough?" ”

Yan Jiu now really believes that this person is the brother of the Demon Lord, looking at the familiar "Dangling", it really makes people feel the same way.

Yan Jiu raised his eyebrows, although he was not an ape arm and bee waist, he was very strong, but he was also dressed to look thin and undressed.

"No, he's in good shape too."

The Seventh Highness dropped the fate in his hand.

"Then why did you marry a horse? Is it because I dislike my nephew for being too indifferent in bed? What's the matter, my demon world is full of things that help fun, so you don't have to worry about these. ”

Yan Jiu felt that he was confused, how could this be so far? Besides, it is really appropriate for you to be an uncle to say that he is cold in front of his nephew?

"Are you thinking a little far?" Yan Jiu reminded euphemistically.

"Far?" His Royal Highness tilted his head to look at Yan Jiu, "You guys will get married tonight, you said it's not far away?" ”

"Amitabha," interrupted the voice of the Seven Highnesses at the exit of the edge on the side.

"Your Highness, the little monk is a Buddhist cultivator, and he is not in love in this life."

"Heh, not in love?" His Royal Highness the Seventh looked at Yuan rather sarcastically, "Isn't your father also a Buddha cultivator?" If you don't fall in love, then where are you? ”

Yan Jiu on the side: What you said is so reasonable, I was speechless.

Even when his deceased father was mentioned, the fate was still as plain as water, and the twisting Buddha beads in his hand never stopped.

"Yan Jiu is also a Buddhist cultivator." Yuan said lightly.

"Wouldn't that be just right? You can still discuss and discuss Buddhist scriptures when you have nothing to do, and it is simply a pleasure to wait for the birth of a child in the future, and directly enter the Buddhist door and practice Buddhism. ”

Yan Jiu: It's so good, almost, I believe it.

As long as Yan Jiu thought that the family of three was all bald, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

At this time, even the fate didn't know what to say to the madman next to him.

Seeing that the fate was no longer spoken, the Seventh Highness was even more proud

"I knew you were tempted."

His Royal Highness slapped his palms and directly settled the matter, he clapped his palms, and saw that the instruments scattered on the ground actually played on their own.

Yan Jiu listened carefully, and it turned out to be a song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

"Senpai!"

The lingering music was abruptly interrupted by Yan Jiu.

"Are you okay?"

His Royal Highness Seventh glanced at Yan Jiu dissatisfied, although the mask on his face was still smiling, he was obviously extremely displeased.

"Even if there is something, we have to wait until after the worship service."

Wait until then, it's too late! Yan Jiudao.

"I saw the seniors let those dancers dance before, and I thought that the seniors also liked it, but coincidentally, the juniors recently learned a dance, and asked the seniors to give them some advice."

Yan Jiu didn't wait for His Royal Highness to answer, he directly threw off the shoes that were in the way, and took off the belt tied around his waist, although he was still wearing a man's robe, but because the shirt had already been removed at the door, only a white lining remained.

As soon as the belt was lost, the inner lining became a little wide, and Yan Jiu tied the man's hair in a bun, taking advantage of the white clothes to look a little indistinguishable.

However, Yan Jiu did not stop this "profligate" behavior, she turned her head slightly, and took off the crown of the man's hair on her head with her backhand.

The head was full of green silk splashed down, taking advantage of Yan Jiu's immortal appearance, just like a goddess who had strayed into the mortal world.

Yan Jiusu raised her hand and pinched Lan Zhi with her hand, but she was carrying the two people on the seat to make a start, she took a deep breath, and then closed her eyes.

In the other hanging palm, there was a jade drum at this time.

What sounded in Yan's ears was the music of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", but what sounded in her heart was the heartbeat of her "plopping", which was so loud that it slowly covered the music.

Yan Jiu took a deep breath, trying her best to exhale the turbidity in her heart every time, and finally she drew a semicircle with her right foot and began this sacrificial dance from ancient times.

Yan Jiu didn't know if she was dancing correctly, because she had only seen that dance once, and it was still in the illusion in the jade drum, and the high priest danced it in order to defend against the Wu Tu of the Heaven Swallowing Clan.

Yan Jiu didn't know if this so-called "His Highness" was powerful, but she was willing to bet.

It's just Qingyan, I may not be able to wait for you any longer......

"Suzu~"

The plain hand was reversed, and the octagonal Yuling on the jade drum sounded softly.

The invisible sound wave spread out from Yuling, and with just one sound, the instrument that was played alone due to the spell of the Seven Highnesses turned into powder with a "bang".

The edge on the side suddenly opened his closed eyes, even if he was as calm as a lotus, his eyes were full of surprise.

"It's ......"

"Suzu~"

There was another soft sound, and the red silk hanging in the hall was torn silently, and the red silk flew down all over the sky, and Yan Jiu, who was dressed in white, didn't realize it, only closed his eyes and danced to himself.

The red silk is sprinkled and falling, as if from the ancient white-clothed sacrifice, the interweaving of red and white, and this stark contrast, make this dance beauty not like all in the world.

His Royal Highness Seventh turned his head to look, full of interest under the mask of the Funian doll.

"Interesting."

And Yan Jiu below closed his eyes and turned his head sideways, as if following the sound of the war drums from ancient times, the sleeves of the high priest's flying clothes began to dance.

The straight instep of the bow stretched out from under the robe, the crystal jade arm hidden under the long sleeves raised, the tail of the hair fluttering up, and the sound of the bell swaying with the jade drum, everything is beautiful, but it is incredibly sacred.

"Yan Jiu, stop!"

The edge on the side suddenly stopped him.

But Yan Jiu was already immersed in that dance, and she stood on the altar, as if she was the high priest holding the jade motle.

The Seventh Highness looked at the edge, and his bright eyes were like a wolf seeing his prey.

"You recognize this dance."

The tone was not a question, but a certainty.

But I didn't have time to pay attention to it.

The only thing he had to do now was to stop Yan Jiu.

But Liyuan, who had already gotten up, was held down by the Seventh Highness on the side.

"No matter what, I'm going to watch this dance too, and no one can disturb my interest until then." The Funian doll grinned and looked at the edge.

"Even you."

"If you dare to move, I will slaughter this city."

Yuan's fingers pinched the rosary in his hand tightly, and he looked at Yan Jiu, who was still dancing, and finally lowered his eyes...... (To be continued.) )