The battle sky was visited by stepping on the red glow.

He was dressed in a gorgeous purple robe, and the hem was embroidered with white cranes flying with wings spread. The white crane's body is outlined with silver silk threads, which are lifelike and rich under the light and shadow. He wore a jade belt three fingers wide around his waist. The jade belt has no bottom, but is made of pieces of jade that are two fingers wide and three fingers long. At least half of each small piece of jade is hollowed out. In the position of the other half, there are also carved white clouds, with smooth lines, very delicate and elegant, which complements the cranes.

Zhan Cangqiong tied up his long hair and wore a jade crown. The head of the jade is excellent, just like a pool of spring water gently rippling, lining his domineering eyebrows and eyes with three points of warmth, and the end is like a frightening dragon; Brocade clothes and jade belts, exclusive romance.

There are two more people who accompanied the battle firmament. They are Huang Ruyi and Fang Heizi. The former was dressed in pink, like a fresh peach blossom. If you look closely, you will see that his face is painted with rouge, but it is not so obvious. Fang Heizi had a black face and was wearing a black skit, looking like a black killing god. He and Huang Ruyi followed on the left and right sides of the battle firmament respectively, and definitely played a particularly eye-catching role.

In order to show the importance of the battle sky, the second prince personally greeted the second gate.

After a few polite words, the two walked to the back garden together, and sat down with the guests, which was called a very happy conversation.

Drinks and food are served one after another, and Kabuki also shakes her fragrant shoulders and shows off her beautiful legs, and frequently throws her eyes, and a dark fragrance floats in the air, which is particularly tempting.

Zhan Cangqiong did not mention Uncle Quan, and the second prince naturally would not be bored at such a time.

After a few glasses of wine, the two seemed to be one step closer. In fact, they are all illusions deliberately created by each other.

Zhan Cangqiong praised the food ** good, praised the wine and sweet fragrance, but never praised the singing and dancing tempting, but said: "It is said that the beauty in the second prince's house is like a cloud, but tonight, it is mediocre." Could it be that the second prince has a penchant for hiding in the golden house, and others are not allowed to covet the color of the beauty? ”

This was said both implicit and direct, which not only made the second prince feel a little strange. It's like...... The purpose of Zhan Cangqiong's trip is to come to his house to see the beauties.

The second prince laughed and said: "There are indeed a lot of beautiful people in this king's mansion, but they are all self-aware, knowing that Zhan Gongzi has a unique vision, and he doesn't dare to come forward to join in the fun." At this time, there were many people, and it was not appropriate to call the palace master, so the second prince directly called him the son.

Zhan Cangqiong said: "It's okay for others, but my old acquaintance didn't come to drink a few bowls of wine, so I really can't say it." ”

The second prince thought for a moment and asked, "What Zhan Gongzi said is someone who has been a guest in Xiaoxiao Yuxi?" ”

The smile on Zhan Cangqiong's face became brighter and brighter, and he nodded in response: "It's him." I don't know what to call him? Thinking about it, he lived in the rain for a few days, and he could be regarded as an old man. But I was sloppy, and I didn't even ask him what his name was. ”

The second prince was silent.

Zhan Cangqiong raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?" The second prince is afraid that I will rob people? Hahaha...... ”

The second prince waved his hand and said, "Where is it." Because of this, he often changes his name, and this king is not sure how he will call himself now. ”

Before the second prince's words fell, Yu Qianqiong's voice sounded, and said, "The son of war can be called a poor monk of three thousand." ”

As soon as the second prince heard that Yu Qianqiong claimed to be a poor monk with three thousand, this anger was like throwing a torch into an oil can, and it was about to explode in an instant. It was only because the war was in the sky that it was not easy to attack, so I forcibly endured it. But when he turned his head to look at the source of the voice, the whole person forgot what anger was because of his amazement, and his heart was full of eyes and the world was a demon monk named Sanqian.

He was wearing a bright red robe, with no belt around his waist, and his whole person was like a manzhu sawa blooming wantonly. That kind of beauty has a kind of power that touches people's hearts and souls and destroys the world. He came as if he was stepping on a rolling red wave, burning up the fireworks in the world, and with the most brilliant face, he paid tribute to the world and the world that would eventually become ashes.

He wore no mask on his face, deliberately exposing his imperfections to the public. However, the strange thing is that the scar on his face does not seem to be hideous at the moment, but has a sense of depravity. Yes, he was standing there, such a real existence, how could it be fake. He is a real man who can be approached, touched, and profaned......

Zhan Cangqiong squinted at the man who claimed to be the second prince's male favorite, imagining how he looked when he used this ghost appearance to seduce the master of the flower hall, and there was not only disdain for men who were seductive, but also an urge to ruin everything, and even a little jealousy. He couldn't imagine how weird he would be when he dressed up like that.

He slowly chewed Yu Qianqiong's number: "Three thousand." ”

Yu Qianqiong walked to the front of the battle sky and said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, is the donor okay?" ”

There is a pile of unkindness in the eyes of the battle sky, but it is hidden under the surface of calm. He really wanted to torture Sanqian to extract a confession, but because it was about the owner of the flower hall, he had to deal with it carefully. He smiled: "It turned out to be three thousand." The last time I saw you, you were full of shining and shining people, and now you are also bright and recognizable, but it is a different scene. I don't know what happened, I exhausted three thousand hard work, and I was tired of green hair? ”

Yu Qianqiong didn't care about the ridicule of Zhan Cangqiong at all, lifted the wine jug, personally poured wine for him, and said: "The reason for this, the master of the war palace must not think too much, lest he think too much, and the three thousand troubles are the same as the poor monks, and there is not a single one left." Poor monks have also heard people say that if you crush flowers and put them on your head, you may be able to produce gorgeous hair. It's a pity that the poor monk only listened to one of them and didn't know the other, but he didn't know what kind of flowers to use? Where to find this flower? Lifting the wine glass, he hooked his lips and smiled, "I can't imagine that the palace of Nuoda can't find flowers that can grow flowers." Zhan Gongzi, you say, is there any hope that the poor monk's black hair will return to normal? ”

There is too much content in one remark.

What are flowers? Naturally, he is the master of the flower hall.

Yu Qianqiong hinted at the battle sky, and the flower hall master disappeared, and disappeared in the palace. And his trouble is that because he can't find the flower hall master, he drops his head full of green silk. This is an exaggeration, but in fact, Yu Qianqiong can drink the Seven Summer Drunk, isn't it even more exaggerated?

Zhan Cangqiong was skeptical of Yu Qianqiong's words, after all, this person had a lot of criminal records, he not only designed Uncle Quan, but also abducted the master of the flower hall, no matter what, it was enough to prove that he had a complex and intelligent heart, which should not be underestimated.