The banquet hall is bright and noisy.

The musicians play the piano and beat the drums, and the singers and dancers in the hall sing and dance in unison. The ancient rhyme is antique, it makes people addicted, the whole hall is full of extravagance, the mash is fragrant, and it is far away to smell the sky.

The singer danced lightly to accompany the music, curling softly, floating in the hall, causing many men's hearts to be hot. However, this is the birthday banquet of King Su Yu, otherwise I don't know what kind of erosion it will be.

In the banquet in the hall, the group of people drank freely, and when the wine was hot, the sound of cheering was endless.

Wine into the bowels, some people are already full of red light, and their mouths are also constantly babbling, the so-called wine strengthens people's courage, that is, this principle.

The middle-aged man with a red face and a thick neck suddenly thought of something, and asked in a rough voice: "Lord Wang, don't you still have a county lord, why don't you see the county lord now?" After speaking, he also burped.

The sound of the big man is like a bell, ringing through the hall, extinguishing the original sound of music.

“......”

The audience fell silent for a moment. The dancing girls in the field were a little overwhelmed.

When they heard the sound, they searched for it, but they saw that his face was red, and he sat cross-legged on the ground like a hill. People who know this person can't smile bitterly, this big man is a bad man.

is not only a messy work, but also a messy person, admitting death, and vomiting blood between words, but it really pulls a lot of hatred for it.

If it weren't for his identity background and his strength was not weak, he wouldn't have known how many times he had died. But it is precisely because this big man goes crazy when he drinks, so his old man strictly ordered him not to drink outside, but why did his old man actually release this guy during the prince's birthday banquet. It's really puzzling.

Zeng Zichen looked at this person quietly. He was extremely rugged, nearly three meters tall, with scattered black hair and a shawl, and his hair was extremely thick, waist-length, tall like a small titan, his skin was yellow, and there was a faint metallic sheen flashing. I couldn't help but be secretly frightened, "What a great external achievement!"

The smile on King Su Yu's face was still there, "The little girl came to the news the day before yesterday that she suddenly encountered something on the way, so she can't congratulate me on her birthday for the time being." You only have to drink and feast today, why let the little girl ruin your Yaxing. ”

Seeing this, Zeng Wenjie behind him glanced at his eldest brother, and then turned to the helpless dancing girls in the hall, these dancing girls were all cultivated by the palace, and under Zeng Wenjie's eyes, the scene became lively again.

It's just that the fleeting coldness in the depths of Uncle Wang's eyes was seen through by Zeng Zichen. It seems that the absence of my cousin today is not simple.

At this moment, Su Yu Wang Teng, who was sitting on the top seat, stood up suddenly, and his face suddenly became gloomy. "Look for death!"

A roar of rage spread throughout the entire Suyu City in an instant.

The sound of a landslide and the earth cracking shook the entire Suyu City, as if the city was in danger of falling apart in an instant!

The crowd in the banquet hall was barely able to support it, and most of the people outside the hall were so frightened that they were prostrate down!

When he looked up, the figure of King Su Yu had disappeared.

In the void, Zeng Zhuoming stood on top of a galloping long sword, her body swayed in the wind, her face was like white paper, the blood stains on the corners of her mouth looked extremely charming, her lips were biting, and her godless eyes were looking closely at the direction of Su Yucheng.

Behind him, a figure was leisurely, dressed in a pink robe, like clouds flowing in the sky, and his demeanor was outstanding. Raise your hand gracefully, and the sleeves of your robe dance, showing off your beauty. Looking at the figure in front of him, his eyes were full of fire. At this time, he was already imagining the scene of the delicate body in front of him singing under him.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes were full of banter, "Little girl, you will be from the palace master, the palace master will inevitably make you want to die, so unhappy!"

Zeng Zhuoming no longer had the heart to respond to this shameless ruffian, worry, anxiety, and anger were entangled in her heart, and she kept silently thinking in her heart, "It's coming, it's coming!"

The following figure, with his right hand raised, the cherry blossoms flashed with brilliant light, which was particularly dazzling and moving, and galloped towards Zeng Zhuoming.

Feeling the terrifying power approaching, Zeng Zhuoming was helpless, and now she really didn't have half the strength to choose to dodge.

Pieces of cherry blossoms did not scratch Zeng Zhuoming's body as expected, but wrapped around Zeng Zhuoming's body, constantly cutting through her clothes, but did not hurt her skin for half a minute, and gradually Zeng Zhuoming's clothes became torn, and her snow-white skin was also exposed to the air. caused another burst of wolf laughter from the people behind him.

The eyes flickered, the blood-devouring light was shining, and the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, as if smiling but not smiling. The eerie light shining in his eyes stared at the figure in front of him.

"The master of this palace doesn't want to play anymore!"

Zeng Zhuoming's originally vague mind suddenly sobered up, and her heart was full of despair.

In a flash, Zeng Zhuoming had already landed properly in the arms of the comer, while the long sword that was originally galloping was in free fall at a height of several hundred meters.

Zeng Zhuoming raised his head and glared at the man coldly, although he was unusually handsome, but his eyebrows were full of obscene and feminine temperament, Zeng Zhuoming said in a cold tone: "Let go of me!"

A chuckle escaped from the man's lips, and the man's fingertips swiped over Zeng Zhuoming's cheek, and then gradually descended, to his neck.

Her face was soaked in the soft sunlight, which plated her pale face with a faint layer of gold, adding a bit of brilliance. "It's really charming! It's naughty, it's really easy for the master of the palace to chase!"