When Yanluo arrived at the Yaochi Meeting, she saw the purple-clothed fairy, dancing to the most wonderful part, but seeing her graceful figure flying in mid-air, the long sword Shengxue in the smoke that rose up, shaking out thousands of sword flowers, the left hand between the cloud sleeves danced, swinging out a fantastic purple waves, all the immortals were amazed, still in the aftertaste, the dancer's right hand sword suddenly swirled, the fluttering cloud sleeve was cut off, causing an exclamation.

Yanluo was startled, and saw that where the dazzling silver light fell, the fairy jade arm was still the same, but it was a long cloud sleeve that flew out, broken into two. Although it was broken, it relied on the immortal qi that never fell, but in mid-air, with the fairy sword, intertwined with each other, and the blink of an eye had completely covered the fairy's whereabouts.

Yanluo's heart had already risen to her throat, and after a dreamlike wave, the purple-clothed fairy suddenly appeared from the intertwined silks. Everyone said "ah" at the same time, the fairy's eyes had a faint coolness, and he tapped the silk silk with his toes, and under a swing, his posture was like a butterfly, fluttering. Rotating rapidly in mid-air, there are peony petals scattered around the body from time to time, bringing a rich floral fragrance.

There was a crisp sound of ringing and clashing in the air, and Yanluo's hanging heart finally let go. At that time, Tianluo roared, and the pretty and delicate Biren was already standing in the center of Yaochi, and was retiring from the immortals.

The Yaochi case was silent, and all the immortals were attracted by this peculiar dance, and they did not jump out of the situation for the time being.

It was a sharp and familiar voice that said, "Interesting and interesting, this Yaochi event is indeed different from previous years!" Yan Luo was overjoyed when she heard this, it was the monkey-faced thunderous Sun Dasheng.

The Heavenly Emperor led by the Jade Ladder then laughed, "Sun Wukong, after attaining the Tao, you monkey is a little more spiritual, and you know how to appreciate the beauty of the world!" ”

"The Emperor of Heaven is false, it is this fairy who dances well, Lao Sun is a rough person, he only thinks that the style is novel, if he says that he is knowledgeable and interesting, Lao Sun can recommend one person above the heavenly court!" The monkey had changed his posture countless times as he spoke.

The Emperor of Heaven shook the sleeves of his bright yellow robe, "You monkey, what tricks are you doing!" ”

"That's him! Yue Lao, don't hide, you come out, come out! ”

Sun Wukong pulled the old moon ink pupil who was dressed in a big red fairy robe, and the ink pupil's face had a sickly blue and white color, and the corner of his mouth was the familiar playful smile of Yanluo.

only had an extra folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile, "The Great Sage still spared the ink pupil, in front of the ranking immortals, the ink pupil can't dance except for the flowers and grass, what kind of knowledge and interest!" ”

On the jade steps, the queen mother's charming voice said, "This ink pupil has learned to be reserved now, this palace can hear that when you were cultivating in the world, you were the best at this way, it is rare that everyone is so happy today, it is better to let the ink pupil come to the last paragraph, what does the emperor think?" ”

Although the queen mother's voice was said to Yue Lao Motong, how could Yanluo feel that her gaze had been entangled in herself.

However, the Emperor of Heaven is not very interested, "Okay, this Yaochi event is only once a year, it is customary to take the fairy dance of each palace as the theme, every year, it is not interesting, but the queen mother mentioned this building yì is very good, the rank of the immortal family, weekdays hard cultivation, but at this time there is no need to be so restrained, the right to relax! ”

Everyone said yes, and Yanluo hurriedly bowed to the Emperor of Heaven with everyone.

After the ceremony, Yue Lao originally wanted to return to his seat, but who knew that he was grabbed by Sun Wukong and insisted on "Even if you are all relaxed, why should you shirk!" ”

Mo Tong said with a smile on his face: "The Great Sage, but I want to dance with Mo Tong!" When the words fell, Sun Wukong turned around quickly, leaving a yellow shadow in the air, and suddenly escaped to a white-clothed immortal, picked up a pot of wine, and poured himself a drink.

The white-clothed immortal has a leisurely elegance similar to Ziyi Shangxian, but it is missing Ziyi Shangxian's gentleness and coldness, and there is a warm smile on his face, "Why don't you follow the Great Sage?"

"You Donghua, but you are begging for a beating!" Sun Wukong was about to fight, but was pulled aside by the messenger of the Pure Altar.

At the same time, Yanluo heard the second Tianluo sound, which clearly crossed her ears.

Yan Luo asked a yellow-clothed fairy boy in a confirmed manner, "Fairy child, did you hear Tianluo's voice?" ”

The yellow-clothed fairy boy replied, "I haven't heard it!" “

Yanluo was still puzzled, Ziyu Xiantong clearly told himself that Tianluo sounded three times, and he was going to dance with all his strength, strange, could he only hear Tianluo's sound?

Above the jade steps, the Emperor of Heaven whispered and communicated with the Queen Mother, "Your Majesty, but I haven't been to the Fengyi Hall of the concubines for a long time," the Queen Mother smiled, her face was endlessly charming and delicate.

The Emperor of Heaven was expressionless and said, "The Queen Mother is weird."

"The concubine doesn't dare!" The Queen Mother set her eyes on the old moon ink pupil who was telling jokes to the immortals.

"It's just that the Emperor of Heaven doesn't come often, but there are many strange things, and the concubines haven't had a chance to talk to His Majesty!" The Queen Mother wore peach blossoms on her face, and the Emperor seemed to be moved when she heard this.

"In that case, the Queen Mother may as well tell me about it!"

"How many strange things, piles and piles have infinite implications with this month's old hall?" The Queen Mother smiled in her eyes and continued to focus on the ink pupils who were talking about it.

"But there is a stunning feather demon in the Yuelao Palace?" The Heavenly Emperor's eyes flashed, and then he regained his calmness, "It's just a feather demon, even if you get the immortal way, you can't turn the sky."

The queen mother was silent for a while, but the atmosphere above the hall was more active by the ink pupils, and the queen mother didn't see it, "Your Majesty knows that this month's old ink pupils and Ziyi of the Pure Water Fairyland are inextricably linked to this little demon"

"Oh? Then I want to see, in the end, the life of this son is the queen mother, you beg me to stay" The Emperor of Heaven turned his head to the queen mother.

"But that's the case, the concubine is just good at figuring out His Majesty's thoughts, if there is no bloodline left in this Moon City, then the Guanghan Palace is not going to freeze the bad guys!"

"Such a grand event, what is Tiguang Han Palace!" The Emperor of Heaven was angry, and his complexion did not change significantly, but the Queen Mother smiled softly, "What Your Majesty said is that this Chang'e Fairy is a mortal fairy, and it doesn't matter if she comes or not." It's this neon dress and feather dance, and it's not Chang'e Fairy who is good at it alone! ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

At this time, Mo Tong was already talking about the joke passed down from mouth to mouth in the world, "On this day, a white-faced scholar entered Beijing to take the exam, and encountered a blind fortune teller halfway, this gentleman took the scholar's hand, refused to relax, and touched it up and down, then shook his head and said, "You still don't ask for fame!" ”

Mo Tong learned to be blind and divination, opened his eyes in a daze, and drew a scarf banner with one hand, "You still don't ask for fame!" ”

The scholar was puzzled. tried every possible way to solve it, but in the end, the gentleman shook his head, "Fame, your childhood sweetheart's dregs will have a bloody disaster." Mo Tong held his mouth and looked like a god.

Yan Luo listened attentively, she had never heard of Mo Tong's joke when she was in Moon City, and all the immortals had been attracted by Mo Tong's joke, especially Marshal Peng Tian, who held his stomach and laughed more than once.

At this time, the conversation between the Heavenly Emperor and the Queen Mother on the jade steps also came to an end, and the Queen Mother did not pay much attention to Mo Tong's words, but pursed her lips slightly and smiled politely.

Mo Tong entered the play, the original sick face was completely empty at this time, but he looked like he had exhausted his chances, carried his legs, walked to Donghua Shangxian and said, "I see that you don't ask for fame!" ”

The Donghua Shangxian white clothes fluttered, but there was a touch of warmth on his face, and he was very cooperative, "Why did Mr. say this!" I think that I have been in the cold for ten years, and I have exhausted my family wealth, just to seek fame and fame, and the family has a way to live! ”

Mo Tong exaggerated Donghua, "If you are obsessed with this, you will be famous, and your childhood sweetheart's dregs will have a bloody disaster!" ”

The immortal furniture was amused by the ink pupil and laughed, and even Sun Wukong, who was drinking on one side, slapped his thigh with laughter.

Mo Tong swept over the immortals, "Fellow immortals, can you guess how this poor sour show answered?" ”

The tension in Yanluo's heart disappeared suddenly, and she also speculated in her heart how this scholar would answer, and at this moment, Tianluo's whistling sound sounded in her ears for the third time.

Although this voice was sharp, it was quickly drowned out in the heated discussions of all the immortals.

"It's Tianluo?" Yan Luo remembered that Ziyu Xiantong had confessed that Tianluo could dance in three sounds, and it was categorically not delayed! ”

But the atmosphere in the nave is close to white-hot, the ink pupils are painted with sound and color, and everyone is full of interest. Yanluo didn't know how to make a choice for a while.

At the moment of the dilemma, an infinitely delicate voice sounded in the ears, "Tianluo three sounds, neon clothes dance, feather demon Yanluo, why don't you play yet!" ”

"Who is it?" Yanluo turned her head to look around, and there were countless palaces around, but no one made eye contact with her.

"Spend less energy, how can you find me with your meager cultivation, say it again, Tianluo three times, the neon clothes dance, if you don't obey your fate, the crown of heaven will be opened immediately!"

"Heavenly? What do you want! Yanluo frantically patrolled around again. Still nothing was found.

The voice was like a ghost, hovering in the ears, Yanluo covered her ears with her hands, the voice squeezed between her fingers, and said ghostly, "Tianluo three sounds, neon clothes dance; Tianluo three sounds, neon clothes dance; Tianluo three sounds, neon clothes dance; There is no soul under the crown of heaven! ”

Yan Luo only felt that her body was soft, and the strength of her whole body seemed to be sucked away by something, and she hadn't come back to her senses, but she was pushed out by a powerful arm, and she fell squarely at the feet of Mo Pupil, who was hitting the ground with her right hand, doing the posture of a scholar hitting Shen Shu, and seeing that this punch was already accurate and wanted to fall on Yan Luo's body.

Yan Luo could already feel the oppressive pain caused by the Yue Lao fist wind on her body, and this time she was afraid that she couldn't avoid it, she closed her eyes, and the immortals were in an uproar. Mo Tong's stiff body flipped around, and then he unloaded his fist wind, and looked at the feather demon Yanluo who fell at his feet in confusion and trembled all over.

The Yaochi meeting was silent, the Emperor of Heaven raised his right hand, and when he saw that the smoke was fine, he put it down embarrassedly, and after a while, Erlang Zhenjun reacted first, and whistled in his mouth. Leaning in front of Yue Lao Motong's body, he shouted, "Protect the Heavenly Emperor!" ”

Suddenly, a big black dog, with an extremely heavy fishy smell, pounced on Yanluo.

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