The second watch is here, what's it?

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Fuchen saw that several women meant this, so he no longer insisted, so according to what Jiang Muxue said, he was ready to call Ruoxufeng's famous and well-known double cultivation partner, and everyone gathered together and was happy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This matter was naturally handed over to the backyard "supervisor" Hong Jiao to do, and Hong Jiao happily accepted the order, and immediately got up and went back to Jiaoyuan to make an invitation.

At night, Fuchen felt that he still couldn't achieve the purpose of showing off his family, so he ordered Hongjiao to make a few more posts and disperse in all directions, inviting his old friends and confidants for many years, and he should take this opportunity to invite those old friends to get together.

So, on the day of the banquet, Jiang Muxue saw Danji and Mei Ji, who had not been seen for a long time. Of course, there are many women who come with Danji, and Mei Ji is just one of them.

Moreover, among that group of women, there are several new faces, and the position of Mei Ji is no longer around Danji, not only is she dumped far away, but there are several women separated from Danji.

It seems that she is not in good spirits, and when she saw Jiang Muxue, she was not as vivid as before, and when she smiled, she showed a mouthful of white teeth, which was particularly neat and beautiful.

When Jiang Muxue walked towards Meiji, several Danji's partners came to greet her, and a certain woman nodded slightly and walked straight to Meiji, "You're here?" ”

looks very familiar, which makes those women angry and envious.

The angry thing is that they showed favor to Jiang Muxue, but they couldn't be taken care of by the other party, and the envy was naturally the ugly and old vixen of Mei Ji.

Dan was very tired of her before, thinking that she was out of play, but he didn't expect her to be involved with the woman she loved the most. If this is seen by Danji, he can't be impressed by the ugly girl Mei Ji?

Sure enough, as soon as they had this idea, they saw Danji walking towards Meiji.

And Jiang Muxue politely greeted Mei Ji here, but the little fox's reaction was faint, which made a certain woman can't help but think about what she has experienced in these days, and what Yurao has told her.

"Long time no see, such great progress, congratulations!"

Dan Ji smiled at Jiang Muxue, and he didn't see the charm on the side.

Seeing him approaching to talk to Jiang Muxue, Mei Ji hurriedly lowered her head and quietly took half a step back, so that Dan Ji couldn't pay attention even more.

Jiang Muxue and Dan Ji chatted casually and then listened to Hongjiao beckoning everyone to the table, and at this moment, Fuchen and the last few immortal friends who came over walked in, and the banquet officially began.

Since the death of Bishui and Tianqing, this is the first more formal banquet of Ruoxu Peak, and Jiang Muxue's position is naturally mentioned in front of the front, and she sits under the cold.

It's just that before her buttocks were warmed up on the stool, she heard the dust whisper: "Yan'er, you sit here." ”

As he spoke, he gestured to the seat to his left, causing the guests at the banquet to whisper and smile as if they had found something interesting.

For so many years, there has never been a woman sitting around Fuchen, let alone a formal banquet like this.

When Jiang Muxue walked up the steps step by step, she obviously felt a series of envious or fierce gazes, as for who the owners of these eyes were, Jiang Muxue felt that she could guess one or two without looking. In contrast, the dust whisk standing in the first place had a brighter and burning gaze, covering those two, three, or four rays.

After walking the steps, Jiang Muxue put her hand on the dust whisk and was pulled by him to sit together.

Holding Jiang Muxue's hand, Fuchen did not sit down immediately, but explained to everyone with a smile, "We can get together today, thanks to Yan'er and other reasons for me, even so, how can the host of this banquet not say a few words?" ”

Then he motioned to Jiang Muxue to say a few words.

A certain woman didn't expect him to come out like this, under the eager eyes of everyone, she paused and smiled: "Thank you to all the fairy friends for giving the little girl face, it's really ashamed to say it, the avenue is boundless, and the little Jin Dan shouldn't be publicized, as our grandfather said, just find a way for everyone to get together, happy and happy." I won't say much else, let's drink happily and don't get drunk or go home. ”

"Okay, don't get drunk and don't go home!" Danji stood up and agreed, causing everyone to nod and laugh, and the atmosphere in the hall became lively, and Fuchen was very satisfied with Jiang Muxue's words, and hurriedly pulled Jiang Muxue to sit down and personally filled her with a glass of wine.

A certain woman did not panic, nor was she polite, she took a sip of wine and praised it again and again.

Fuchen saw that she liked to drink, so he said: "When the peach blossoms buried by the old monster five hundred years ago are brewed out of the cellar, I will go and get you two jars to drink slowly." ”

The old monster of Peach Blossom Island is famous for picking the door, and it is not ordinary to want his wine, so he promised two altars in one breath, and it seems that he has really grown a lot of face for him today. A certain woman thanked her while muttering in her heart, inadvertently glanced down, and suddenly saw Hongjiao's fists secretly clenched, pouring wine into her mouth one after another.

It can be seen that the situation of whisking the dust just now and pulling her to the seat and pouring her wine made Hongjiao feel a lot of stimulation.

However, she was calm, no matter how tightly she clenched her fists in private, she still had a smile on her face, as if nothing had happened.

The banquet lasted from morning to sunset in the evening, and by the time Hongjiao had sent the guests away, it was already dark.

Because of his happiness, he was drunk and drunk, and he slept for three days.

During this period, Hongjiao has been guarding him inch by inch, and Jiang Muxue has taken this opportunity to improve her cultivation a lot.

Thinking of Hongjiao's appearance that day, she felt funny, when Fuchen was drunk, Hongjiao was afraid that she would take this opportunity to stay by Fuchen's side, so she couldn't help but say that she was "driven" out, a certain woman deliberately made a reluctant look, turned back three times in one step, almost didn't make Hongjiao angry to death, didn't go far only to hear Hongjiao can't help but scold: "Slut!" You wait! ”

This is the first time Jiang Muxue has heard Hongjiao scolding.

It can be seen that it has reached the point where it is unbearable.

What harem is harmonious and peaceful?

What is the crowd competing for beauty, and there are thousands of postures?

And what is humility, generosity, and love everywhere?

Under the absolute sole favor, these things all have to change their faces, deteriorate, and become distorted. Harmony has become the appearance, humility has become a disguise, and those so-called love and harmony are not as real as a fart in the end.

From the very beginning, what Jiang Muxue wanted was to dig out this bloody truth step by step, let it be exposed to the sun, and make every woman feel heartache when she saw it, itching all over her body, not sitting, not standing, no matter whether she is dead or alive, it is not a taste.

If the "rotten meat" is not completely dug up, how can it usher in a new life?

Fuchen woke up and saw that the person next to him was Hongjiao, the disappointment in his eyes could not be hidden, Hongjiao pretended not to see it, as always, he cared about his physical condition, Fuchen asked perfunctorily: "Where did the smoke go?" ”

Hongjiao couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and couldn't help but say: "After the banquet, she went back to Lingyan Pavilion, the master was drunk on the wine table, and she couldn't pull it, and it took me a lot of effort to get the master to this bed." ”

(To be continued.) )