Bai Shushu took the moon cake in his hand, and inexplicably remembered a sentence in his heart: This cake is small and sweet, and this month is big and bright.

Looking at the fairy Chang'e dancing in the center of the dance floor, her body was like a willow, her posture was graceful, and the light veil on her body fluttered with the cloud sleeves.

Tianxuan is wearing a silver silk white armor suit today, with a silver lion head belt around his waist, his figure looks straight and straight, and his deep and three-dimensional facial features are reflected more perfectly and exquisitely.

Suddenly, there was a fluctuation on the field, screaming again and again, and all the fairies looked at Tianxuan, this beautiful man who could be comparable to Mo Heng in the heavenly realm.

Tianxuan's thin lips were slightly raised, and he nodded politely at the screaming fairies, those fairies were almost fainting from the fascination, the scene was comparable to a large-scale star-chasing scene, fortunately, there was a team of troops behind Tianxuan to maintain order at the scene, otherwise this moon-watching event would be disrupted.

Tianxuan stood at the door of the arena and looked inside, and suddenly a bright light fell in his eyes.

Bai Shushu sat very close to Mo Heng, her heart was a little throbbing, a little embarrassed, a little joyful, and a little inexplicably excited, but she still had to keep her emotions and not let people see her careful thoughts.

Maybe that's what it feels like to like someone silently......

At this moment, the handsome man in the silver armor suit walked towards Bai Shushu with slender legs, Bai Shushu was in a mess, and he didn't look into the distance, when Bai Shushu reacted, the man had already walked in front of Bai Shushu, and his low and charming voice sounded: "May I ask me, can I sit behind you?" ”

Bai Shushu raised his head and looked at the familiar man in front of him, and his mind suddenly flashed to the man he met when Mo Heng was drunk on his wedding day, and the faces of these two people looked exactly the same.

Bai Shushu turned to look behind her and found that the position behind her was empty, she turned her head and nodded with a smile at the man in front of her and said, "Yes, it's empty anyway." ”

Tianxuan smiled and showed his teeth, and the smile on his face made him look even more charming.

Then Tianxuan slowly sat down behind Bai Shushu and sat cross-legged on the soft cushion.

Bai Shushu continued to drink, her eyes were a little confused, she didn't drink a drop of wine before Mo Heng's wedding, and now she has become a female drunkard, hey!

Zhiwei is wearing a brocade robe, the robe is tucked to the ground, the wide sleeves are windy, the blue beads on the top of his head are quietly shaking on the jade crown, he has a pair of bright eyes, not angry and self-imposing, he has never seen Zhixiao since he confessed to becoming an immortal, although he has the face of a weak-crowned young man, but he still looks like an old man who is crushed by the burden of time, full of heaviness and widowhood.

Many immortals in the sky have face cultivation techniques, so many immortals' faces do not match their real age, but sometimes even if they have a young face, the things in their eyes are completely different, just like the rising sun slowly loses its luster under the passage of time.

Zhiwei picked up a gold cup full of jade liquid elixir on the low table, the gold cup was inlaid with three different colors of gemstones, one was ruby, one was emerald, and one was topaz.

His eyes were slightly soft, the corners of his lips had a slight arc, and he said solemnly: "Today is a rare event in the heavenly realm, and I hope you immortals will have fun." ”

Everyone stopped what they were doing, turned sideways towards Zhiwei, put their hands together and bowed to Zhiwei, and said gratefully: "Thank you Emperor of Heaven." ”

Zhiwei picked up the wine glass to his lips and slowly raised it to drink, and the immortals also picked up their own wine glasses and drank them all.

I saw the seven fairies in the center of the stage dance, and suddenly the Antarctic Immortal Weng in the banquet stood up, saluted Zhiwei who was sitting on the jade seat, and said slowly: "Emperor of Heaven, this immortal has a proposal. ”

Zhiwei sat upright, looked at the Antarctic Immortal Weng and asked, "What does the Immortal Weng propose?" ”

Immortal Weng smiled, he didn't cultivate the Yan Technique, he smiled lightly, and his slightly chubby and wrinkled face was full of kindness and harmony: "This immortal heard that the Tianxuan God of War has great military achievements, is invincible on the battlefield, and has 13,000 military industries, I think his posture on the battlefield must be as strong as the wind, swords, bows and spears, and wield." ”

Everyone looked at the Antarctic Immortal Weng in anticipation of his next sentence.

Antarctic Immortal Weng smiled and continued, "So I hope to see the skills of the Tianxuan God of War with my own eyes, so as to fulfill my wish." ”

After listening to the words of the Antarctic Immortal, Zhiwei raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and then looked at Tianxuan on the other side, and said: "Tianxuan Immortal, the Antarctic Immortal Weng turned out to be your admirer, what do you think of his words?" Would you like to show him what you can do? ”

All the immortals turned their eyes towards Tianxuan one after another, Tianxuan already had a lot of battlefield experience, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of grand event.

Tianxuan's eyes were like ink, dazzling and translucent under the light, he smiled lightly, and said generously: "Although this immortal is a strong warrior on the battlefield, although now at this grand event, I am willing to show my skills for everyone to feast their eyes." ”

After all, the person you like is also on the scene, so you should show your charm.

"What is that Tianxuan willing to show to everyone?" Zhiwei asked.

"I am willing to cheer up the sword dance of the immortals." Tianxuan replied with an arched hand.

The light in everyone's eyes began to tremble, and they began to jump excitedly, and they were all looking forward to the visual feast that was about to appear.

I saw Tianxuan fall generously with slender and straight legs to the center of the stage, the stage is built in the middle of a four-point lotus pond, the koi fish in the lotus pond are swimming happily, as if they also feel the lively atmosphere, suddenly flew up from the lotus pond, and suddenly flew down to the lotus pond at the other end, and the water surface was splashed with a little bit of sparkling. The lotus pond is surrounded by fairy mist, endlessly.

Tianxuan walked to the center of the stage, and slowly pulled out his black Xuan iron sword from his waist, the iron sword had killed tens of millions of demons, soaked in the blood of countless demons, a white light flashed through the sword body, and I saw that the black sword body was actually glowing with demon blood.

"After more than ten years of absence,

Return to the dusty wind,

When the sword is shining,

Autumn is everywhere,

Don't say lovesickness,

Just a plain silk handkerchief!

The blood-stained caftan is full of blank eyes.

They all cried, and the tears were so desolate!

The wind rises, and the flowers fall,

The sword is ringing, and the years are dyed with sideburns!

For one person, the heart burns again like fire,

Ambition and ambition,

I only want to swing the sword again, Xu Yi is obsessed and crazy! ”

Tianxuan chanted this song, the ponytail and high hair fluttered in the wind, and the long black hair swayed like a swimming dragon, spreading through the lonely sky, at this moment he was not on the stage of this fairy mist, he seemed to have returned to the battlefield of bloody rain, sword light and sword shadow, and white bone wreckage.

Tianxuan held the sword and swung low, the sky was pierced by the blade, he got up and leaped, the lonely shadow drank alone, a pot of liquor poured through his silver armor, filling his chest, and his heart burned like a fire.

With a sword dance, the jug containing the liquor shattered to the ground in an instant, emitting a piercing scream.