The brightly lit moat has long been surrounded by people who have come to see the fairy beauty.

The Lingtian Restaurant, which can pick up the stars, is also unprecedentedly full.

From the ground floor to the top floor, there are twenty-two floors, and in front of each floor window sill, there are dozens of enthusiastic spectators.

They stared intently at the curved stage outside Ling Tian Restaurant, which had been renovated a few days ago, just waiting to catch a glimpse of the fairy appearance of the east side of Qunfang.

The new place of sake fragrance, the scenery of Kyoto's smoke willows, gradually thickens in the depths of the night.

The stage is loud, the bell and drum tower are noisy, the late autumn flowers, the hairpin powder is faint, and the gold leaf incense powder is everywhere.

In front of the stage, there is a pear blossom ancient wood wine case.

Jun Mo Dye sits in the middle of the seat.

However, he didn't even lift his eyelids, he just poured himself a drink, and his ears didn't listen to what was going on around him.

He was full of wine, and on his handsome cheeks, there were still bruises that were pinched out by Feng Wuwu last night.

It is such a decadent and languishing appearance that makes thousands of women excited.

On his right, sitting is a dignified-looking, radiant Jimo kite.

At this moment, she was staring at Jun Mo Ran stupidly, and her voice was soft, "Regent, drinking hurts your body, don't be greedy for a cup." ”

On Jun Moran's left-hand side, even Mo Zichen also persuaded him in a deep voice, "Ah Ran, drink less!" Tonight, I still point to your town. If you are drunk, maybe Yun Feibai and the others will make some kind of moths. ”

And Yun Feibai, who was sitting not far from Jun Mo Ran, was looking at Jun Mo Ran who was lost with interest, his deep purple eyes flashing with a strange light.

"Peach, pour the wine."

Although Yun Feibai said this to the peach red words nestled in his arms, the pair of bewildering purple eyes stared motionlessly at the Jimo Zhiqi who was full of sadness but did not lose its elegance.

Jimo Zhikite noticed Yun Feibai's excessively hot gaze, and was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

She subconsciously leaned towards Jun Moran and said in a low voice, "Regent, save the palace once." ”

Jun Moran frowned lightly, and said indifferently, "There are thousands of people in the world, where can this king be saved?" ”

Phew-

At this moment, a silver needle flashed with a cold glow and landed impartially in the Jun Mo dyed wine glass.

His brow furrowed slightly, and his knife-edged gaze rested on the masked woman in the dim light.

Jimo stopped the sharp eyes of the kite, and she saw a silver needle about three inches long in the cup of Jun Mozhi, and exclaimed in shock, "Regent, there is a needle in the cup!" ”

Jun Moran recognized Feng Wuwu at a glance, and he stared at her placket for a long time in a daze, and was so angry that he went crazy on the spot.

This woman dares to dress like this and swagger through the market!

Bang –

He slammed his palm on the wine table, and the sound was deafening, enough to penetrate the noisy noise around him, and go straight to the top of the clouds.

Seeing that the wine case in front of him was torn apart in a moment, Jimo Zhikite couldn't help but shrink back, "Regent, what's wrong with you?" ”

Jun Mo Ran turned a deaf ear, and just as he was about to get up, Feng Wuwu had already rushed to him with a fierce momentum.

"Lord Regent, I have something to ask you."

Feng Wuwu looked at him condescendingly, although he was very angry that he was sitting with Jimo Zhiyuan in a grand manner, but this time, she had to ask for clarification no matter what.

Jun Moran got up suddenly, ripped off the robe on his body and wrapped Feng Wuwu tightly, and then ignored everyone's surprised eyes, grabbed Feng Wuwu's waist with one hand, and led her across the brightly lit moat.

Jimo Zhiyu's expression was gloomy, but he still sat in place with a dignified appearance, and there was no flaw on his face.

That is, Mo Zichen was stunned for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses, "Where did the fairy come from?" Didn't you mistake Ah Ran for this king? ”

Yun Feibai also stared at Jun Moran's back curiously, "I didn't expect that there was such a powerful woman who could fascinate the regent of Donglin!" ”

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