Bai Lu looked at the increasing variety of fresh food in his hand, and was very curious in his heart: Which kind of dead gentleman is this, isn't he afraid that Zhu Ziyu will settle accounts after the autumn tomorrow.

Such an open prying corner of the Night King's Mansion, so daring! "Hahaha-"

"Master, when is it, you are still laughing." Lan Xi was helpless. These people dare to ignore Xiao Lizi's self-explosion at the door of the Night King's Mansion, looking at this situation, they are afraid that it will be unfavorable to the master in the end.

"Lanxi, do you want to eat?" Bai Lu handed over a handful of skewers in his hand, "It's the first time I've seen moon cakes so small, and I eat them with bamboo skewers, it's really strange." ”

Lan Xi shook his head, and Bai Lu stretched out the skewers in his hand to Xiao Lizi's side, and Xiao Lizi snatched it over, "Master, it's better for the slave to help you hold it, these chicken leg skewers are greasy, so as not to stain your clothes." ”

Looking at Bai Lu's empty little hands, Lan Xi and Xiao Lizi felt a lot more relaxed.

However, as soon as I turned the street, every child, old man, and woman I met along the way all held all kinds of flowers and delicacies and shouted happily to Bai Lu: "White girl, I like you!" ”

Bai Lu smiled unceremoniously, and when he saw what he liked, he ate a little, and what he didn't like was directly stuffed into the hands of Xiao Lizi and Lan Xi, and walked forward with the two of them happily and happily, waiting for the mystery to be revealed.

Suddenly, a bunch of cute little radish heads were crowded in front of him, and when he saw Bai Lu and the three of them appear, they were as swift as foxes, and they quickly lined up in line.

Each by one they held a handful of laurel flowers, two by two, and danced briskly to the melody wafting from both sides of the street.

"The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water. The so-called Yiren ......"

The tender and soft children's voice immediately suppressed the hustle and bustle of the nearby market, and in the empty moonlight, it made people infinitely memorable and drifting like a dream.

Countless pedestrians on the street were attracted by this song, and they were fascinated by this group of cute and beautiful little radish heads, and their hearts were bursting with love.

Just when everyone shook their heads with the song, intoxicated by the children's voice, a rich and hearty and affectionate male voice, like a meteor piercing the sky, "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost......"

Bai Lu probed the tall man who came out from behind the little radish head. He was carrying a bow and arrow, holding flowers in his hand, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, slightly curly long hair, slightly deep eyes, and affectionate eyes were looking at him without blinking.

"Lan Xi, why is this person a little familiar." It doesn't matter that the look looks familiar, even this song seems to have been heard somewhere.

Bai Lu's whispered question did not attract the slightest response, and Xiao Li Zi and Lan Xi beside her were shocked by this out-of-the-ordinary and dusty courtship scene.

Looking at the man approaching step by step, Bai Lu sniffed and shouted in disbelief: "Temur! ”

Timur, who does not have a beard, and Temur, who wears Daxia clothes, has an original elegance, adding three points, heroic and dignified, and can see the red hearts of the big girls and daughters-in-law around him.

Bai Lu also had a look of appreciation, sure enough, people want clothes, and Buddha wants gold.

When Temur saw that Bai Lu recognized him, his heart was about to jump out of his chest. I saw him stay two meters away from Bai Lu, suddenly pulled out the bow and arrow behind him, put on a posture of bending the bow and shooting arrows, and shot an arrow into the sky.

With the sound of arrows breaking through the air, everyone looked up and saw a huge flower ball hanging in the sky at some point. When the arrow passed through, a rain of petals fell from the sky, and a white rabbit fell from the sky.

In the midst of cheers and surprises, Temur flew into the air, caught the rabbit and fell to the ground, handed the rabbit up, and said tenderly: "Lu'er, I like you!" ”

What, like me? Bai Lumeng, the brother of this senior brother-in-law, don't you know that this girl is also a married man now?

What's going on? Could it be that it is popular to dig the foot of the wall on the grassland?

The little radish heads who were originally dancing and singing behind jumped up in surprise one by one, "Wow——, this is Hou Yi shooting the sun!" ”

"Wow, Master, look, Chang'e and Hou Yi-"

"Flowers, flowers, mooncakes, mooncakes—"

The radish heads screamed, and then they quickly began to sprinkle flowers around Bailu and Temur, throwing moon cakes and pastries, and they were very excited.

"The bright moon shines, and the jade rabbit jumps. Osmanthus fragrance auspicious to. The wind is fluttering, and the clouds are misty. Hou Yi Moon God will always be good. The wind is affectionate, the water is smiling, and the full moon is singing today. ”

Bai Lu looked at the little radish heads around who were happily, singing and dancing, and then looked at a few people who looked like masters not far away, and said with a smile: "Temur, you are acting like that Houyi." It's amazing to integrate into our Great Xia culture so quickly. ”

Bai Lu's words made Temur wonder, but when he saw Bai Lu take the white rabbit in his hand, he was overjoyed, and felt that he had fallen into the honey pot again, and he didn't want to climb out again.

The jubilant children's voices filled the whole land, and the people on the side, who had no idea why, were quickly infected by this fabulous and joyful atmosphere, and also threw flowers and cakes, and sang happily with the little radish heads.

Even the people who were ordered to protect and probe on the rooftops were infected by the plot in front of them.

Looking at the 'Hou Yi Chang'e' who was singing and dancing around the blessings by everyone, Zhu Ziyu's fingers were deeply pinched into the flesh, eager to slap himself, if he had flown down as early as when he was sending flowers, all this would not have happened.

Xiang Liqiang used his internal strength to suppress the toxins in his body, looked at the mythical and romantic scene below, and fantasized about how good it would be if he was the woman who played Chang'e.

"His Royal Highness the Night King, the culture of Daxia is really broad and profound, it turns out that the love story of Chang'e Houyi is so beautiful, how good it would be if this drama went to our southern Xinjiang to perform!"

As soon as these words came out, the darkness in Zhu Ziyu's eyes seemed to dissipate a lot.