"So, how did you get caught in the face after that?" Wen Xiuya listened to her brother patiently, and once again caught a glimpse of her brother's face being caught one after another, and endured it, but she still didn't overcome the curiosity in her heart.

The woman's heart is revealed, and she gets the affection of her lover, and the next thing should be the scene of affection, how can she be so embarrassed, and even there are bloody scars on her neck.

Demon Venerable snorted coldly, his face was gloomy, and under the moonlight, his upright back was extremely desolate.

"Shut up."

The irascible Demon Zun grabbed the wine jug and drank the liquor with his head high, and smashed the wine jug to pieces with a "snap", and the remaining wine flowed down the cracks: "Record her on the family tree first, I will find her back, and we will get married!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the Supreme of the Righteous Path to speak, he got up and stepped on the simple long sword made of the wooden hairpin, turning into a streamer.

Wen Xiuya shook her head with her wine glass, and poured the wine on the ground in front of the moonlight: "Ask for more blessings." ”

"Girl, you're here to watch the ceremony." The old man's face was wrinkled and furrowed, scooped up the syrup, and drew a little fox on the longboard.

"yes." Mo Zishu sniffed the sweet aroma, squinted her eyes and smiled: "This Eternal Life Festival has always made me yearn for it. ”

"Alas, our Eternal Life Festival is very famous." The old man grinned, he liked this smiling little girl very much, so he lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Girl, you can run to the front row, you have great blessings." ”

"Uh-huh." Mo Zishu stared intently at the little fox painted by the sugar, and after taking it in his hand, he took a bite, and the sweet and greasy taste melted in his mouth, and he was very happy: "Thank you, old man." ”

The old man waved his hand and watched the little girl with half of the fox mask leave, humming a song in a good mood and waiting for the next guest.

The long street is brightly lit, every house hangs red lanterns as if it were an important festival, and the hawkers are full of dazzling lights, and the pedestrians are wearing masks and colorful clothes, and the streets are swaying, which is very lively.

And now, these cheerful people are blocking the long street, squeezing around, leaving a very spacious space in the middle.

This is obviously for walking purposes.

Mo Zishu stood on tiptoe, but her body was not open, so she had to use her body to shuttle through the bustling crowd like a nimble fish in the water.

Listening to the old man's words, he easily arrived at the front row, Mo Zishu looked around excitedly, a faint pink appeared on his little face, and the little fox painted with sugar was bitten off his second ear, a little pitiful; The body is full of colorful gadgets, and even the sleeves are bulging.

She practiced martial arts at home when she was a child, and when she was older, she was forced to fight in the ring, which made her addicted to martial arts, and she was called a "little madman of the Mo family", which was feared by everyone.

I have long heard that ordinary people outside the family will actively participate in various festivals, lively and jubilant, with all kinds of gadgets and snacks, and now she finally eats the sweet silk candy painting, and is very curious about the next activities.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

The crowd cheered, and the sound of the tide was heard far away. A father put his child around his neck, and the child smiled happily; The mother hugged the child, with a smile and happiness on her face.

Mo Zishu blinked enviously, thinking of the eldest brother who depended on him, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

"Ding, ding, ding."

The long crisp ringing made the girl turn her head, only to see a luxurious sedan chair slowly coming, the sedan chair inlaid with various treasures, delicate tassels swaying, and the rich fragrance hit ten miles.

Mo Zishu was dizzy from the smoke, a little uncomfortable in the crowd, just about to leave, suddenly a beam of tassels broke through the wind, and smashed on the girl's mask, and the long tail of the tassel hooked the ears on the little fox's mask.

The little fox fried his hair, remembered all kinds of small scripts he secretly read, and was afraid of being caught to be a bride, so he removed the tassel and threw it back into the sedan chair.

The cheering people looked at the bottom of the sedan chair that was smashed out of the big pit by tassels, and suddenly there was silence and silence.