"In that case, let's have a feast." Meng Xiao shook the feather fan, the fragrance of peach blossoms spread out in the direction of the wind with his movements, a pure white beam of light sprinkled down, and dots of golden light fell from the place where he passed, and everyone seemed to be bathed in a golden ocean.

The towering pear trees in the hall bloomed one by one, and the tree began to turn golden little by little from the rhizome, and as the gold gathered faster and faster, it finally spread to the branches, the stamens of the tree.

Originally, the entire elegant and quiet hall was decorated with nobility and luxury.

Under the pear tree, a long banquet table suddenly appeared, and a stream was cut on the right side of the banquet table, and the gurgling water was crystal clear, and there were fish in it, and they swam freely with bubbles.

He waved his feather fan again, and golden plates, spoons, chopsticks, and forks appeared on the banquet table, and in front of each seat was a pot boiling and smoking, and the soup in the pot was snow-white and delicious, and plates of washed and cut vegetables, meat, shrimp, mushrooms, etc., were neatly arranged.

"Hey, what is this?" Before Ji Xuansheng waited for Meng Xiao to invite everyone to take a seat, he stepped to the banquet table first, grabbed a slender and slender pole in his hand, and asked.

"It's a fishing rod." Meng Xiao patiently explained, while motioning for everyone to sit down one by one with his hand, and after everyone had chosen a place, he found a vacant place to sit down at random.

"Fishing rods?" Ji Xuansheng didn't understand what kind of fishing rod he needed for dinner.

"Mengxiao means the fish in the river in front of you, if you want to eat delicious fish, just catch it and put it in the pot." Cangyan explained Mengxiao's intentions with a word, and Mengxiao nodded with a smile.

"Wow, that's a luxury." Ji Xuansheng never thought that Mengxiao's desireless appearance on weekdays could be so particular about eating, and just eating fish would be so cumbersome.

Lan Yao was lying in Meng Xiao's arms, her little face was flushed, of course she knew what she was doing at the moment.

There are similarities with her hot pot in the pagoda, Meng Xiao will calculate, and must have seen the scene of her eating hot pot, so he thought of moving this method to open the eyes of others.

The intimacy of this dream is unmatched.

"Eat." Meng Xiao said, then picked up a piece of beef and put it in the pot in front of him to cook, but after rolling for dozens of seconds, he picked up and rolled into the oil dish, drained the excess oil and water, and gently blew it with his lips, and when the temperature was moderate, he put this piece of delicious meat in front of Lan Yao, and said, "Come on." ”

Lan Yao obediently opened Yin Tao's small mouth, and the fat meat entered her mouth, and the deliciousness of the meat and the fresh sauce wrapped the entire taste buds, as if a beef volcano exploded in the taste buds, and the deliciousness made her squint unconsciously.

"How can good food not be paired with good wine?" Feng Qing feasted, and he called in the direction of his palace, "Wine." ”

The liquor buried in the backyard of his palace crawled out of the soil on its own and rushed towards the banquet.

"You're a good drinker." Mo Bai glanced at the wine jar lightly, stretched out his hand and just wanted to touch it, but saw that the jar, which looked like it was indistinguishable from ordinary wine jars, actually opened its calves, ran up with a flutter, and finally returned to its original appearance safely in what it thought was a safe place.

"Of course, I have found a special refiner to carefully create it, and the wine it brews will have a mellow taste for ten years after only one year is buried in the ground, and if it is left for ten years, it will have a hundred years of taste." Feng Qing said triumphantly, and began to fill himself with a glass of wine, he raised his head and rolled all the wine into his stomach, and the satisfaction came one after another.

"Delicious, delicious! Drink it too! Feng Qing handed over the wine jar without hesitation, and the cups in front of everyone were full, even in Mengxiao's cup.

"In that case, let's have a drink first." Mengxiao held the wine glass in his hand and held it in the air, and the others followed suit and raised the glass, which made a crisp sound when it touched it.

The banquet was staggered, and the beautiful men drank happily.

Lan Yao watched everyone be so happy, and a burst of warmth crossed her heart.

She really didn't expect that everyone would be so harmonious, without any quarrels, and the atmosphere did not appear to be drawn and touched.

The corners of her mouth raised a smile, and while eating the food fed by Mengxiao, she looked at the appearance of everyone comfortably, and her little tail swayed leisurely in the air.

"Ah, I really caught a fish!" Ji Xuansheng's face was already crimson from drinking, his clear eyes were already blurred, his bright red lips were closed one by one, he was holding a fishing rod in his hand, and at the hook, a fat big fish was hanging.

"Look at how I cook you and eat it, master." Ji Xuansheng pulled the fishing line back, took the fish off the hook, and happened to have a cutting board on the side of the far corner of the banquet table, and he imagined in his mind how he could handle a fish cleanly.

However, half an hour passed, and the fish was still the same alive fish, except for one or two small openings in his hands, the others were the same as at the beginning.

He was in tears, his mouth was chirping, and he wanted to cry.

Mo Bai couldn't stand it anymore, he sighed faintly, got up from his seat, snatched the fish from Ji Xuansheng's hand, and stunned the fish with a blade to remove the scales. Between the hands of the knife, the thin pieces of fish meat are cut and placed on the plate crystal clear, which is very beautiful.

Ji Xuansheng saw that the fish was well handled, and the sky turned cloudy and sunny in an instant, he took a plate of cut fish fillets, took small steps and ran to his pot, soaked the fish meat, put it in a clean plate, and rushed to Mengxiao again to flatter, looking at the soft and cute fox in his arms, picking up the fish fillet and looking at Lan Yao with a blank eye, "Eat fish." ”

Lan Yao didn't want to eat it, but Ji Xuansheng found out.

So his little mouth was deflated, and he stared at Lan Yao with teary eyes, and his eyes reflected her fox appearance, which looked very small and moving, but those eyes were still cold and cold.

During Ji Xuansheng's gaze for nearly a quarter of an hour, Lan Yao felt uncomfortable, and even her scalp was tingling, she finally compromised and opened her small mouth.

Ji Xuansheng was overjoyed and hurriedly put the fish meat in her mouth.

Meng Xiao watched the interaction between these two people, a trace of warmth crossed his eyes, he drank a little wine leisurely, his drunken face looked even more thrilling, and the fragrance of peach blossoms on his body became more and more intense.

Lan Yao didn't know how much he ate that night and how much alcohol everyone drank.

She felt a little tired unconsciously, so she fell asleep in Mengxiao's arms.

In her dreams, she felt a beam of light shining on her face, and she felt very uncomfortable. So she struggled to wake up from her dream, opened her eyes and saw the faint scent of sandalwood lingering on the tip of her nose, and the hollow carved windows shone in speckled sunlight, she looked down at the fine brocade quilt on her body, and the heavy feeling weighed down her small body almost out of breath.

Inside the house is a dresser, a bronze mirror carved with pear blossoms and begonias, and a guqin is erected there, covered with a layer of ash.

This is clearly her daughter's boudoir, and in her memory she has never been here.

There is no fairy lingering smoke and clouds, and there is no endless birdsong.

It's quiet, as if there is no breath in it.

"Are you awake?" A hoarse voice without any emotion sounded, Lan Yao raised her little head and looked around, there was no one here, she couldn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations.

“······”

Lan Yao decided not to speak, she was not sure what the person's intentions were, too much speech would only expose herself.

"Don't pretend to be stupid with me." The voice suddenly became sharp and hoarse, and I saw a thick smoke suddenly roll up in front of her, and the smell of death poured into the room.

"What do you mean by that, Your Excellency?" Since this person didn't think of her as an ordinary fox at all, why did she have to pretend again?

"Say, where is the piece of iron?" The smoke gradually changed into a vague human form, and his height was eight feet, but it was just a phantom.

"Iron?" Lan Yao's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, but fortunately she left the piece of black iron in the God Realm. From this person's words, it is not difficult to guess that this person must be a person from the underworld, and as for his identity, it is unknown.

"Say, where did you hide that piece of black iron?" The voice was furious, with a powerful underworld aura, and rushed towards Lan Yao.

Lan Yao only felt a sinking in front of her, and her breathing felt very difficult.

"I didn't hide it." Lan Yao replied with difficulty, she didn't even know where she was now, and she didn't dare to act rashly, she was a fox at the moment, and it seemed that she hadn't returned to the god realm yet.

"Then why did Singer say that you have boundless power, and killed all her mounts! You must have hidden that piece of black iron. The black smoke turned into a long arm, grabbed Lan Yao out of the quilt, and held it in front of him and asked.

This feeling of oppression came to her face, Lan Yao knew very well, if she didn't know, it was very likely that this smoke would definitely not show mercy and directly put her to death.

She thought for a moment and quickly made a choice: "In the divine realm." ”

"Oh, I'll tell you why I can't feel the trace of that piece of iron on you." Smoke was very satisfied with this answer, and even his tone softened a little, he patted Lan Xiao's little buttocks, and said softly, "It's still useful to keep you now, that piece of iron actually signed a contract with you, and when I find the iron, I will calculate it with you." ”

The Prodigal Son!

Lan Yao couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart, but her face was still as calm as ever,

"Thank you, sir."

She didn't expect that the hand of the underworld could be stretched out so long, obviously she and Mengxiao and others were drinking and having fun in the heavenly realm yesterday, except for Mengxiao is a god, the others are all immortals, and the people of the underworld can actually capture her in this situation, it seems that this war is imminent.

I heard that the Emperor of Heaven sent Hua Baisui to the underworld, probably to be a spy, his incapacitated and very handsome face is indeed the same as the style of the people of the underworld.