Netizens upload chapters Chapter 72 Banquet Strange Changes Qingchen, this time when you go back to Beijing, don't leave again, you are not in Beijing, I am always restless, and the matter of the monthly pass will be handed over to the other generals. ”

Fang Qingchen's eyes flashed slightly: "Your Majesty, the monthly ticket war is imminent, and the ministers should not stay away for too long." He also asked the emperor to return to the front line of the war with a monthly pass. ”

(Above idea: Philippines)

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Since letting Zuo Mingyue go that day, Fu Hanqing has been sullenly locking himself in the room and not coming out, and he is not hiding in the room and sleeping in the dark like in the past, but he is just looking at the roof day and night.

Even if you have three meals a day, you are always lazy and unwilling to use chopsticks. Often, a variety of sumptuous dishes are brought in, but only a bite or two is taken, and then left aside to cool down.

Di Jiu was just busy inspecting the top and bottom of the altar, reviewing the results of many years of operation, but he was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground, and he couldn't sleep at night, although Zhuo Yunpeng had said in his ear that the situation of the sect leader was not quite right, he was busy flipping through the documents, reading the books, orders, asking for details, and between waving his hands and eyes, he didn't seem to hear half a word.

The two of them were busy and idle, but they also didn't sleep for two or three days, and they didn't have a good meal.

Poor Zhuo Yunpeng, who is both a subordinate and a host, muttered in his stomach.

Although the sect leader is respectful, there is no need to ask about idle matters, but it is not so that he will stay in the room all the time when he arrives at the altar, and he doesn't care about anything, right?

Even though the king of heaven is capable, inspecting the sub-altar, it is time to check the accounts, but it is not to the point that the details are so exhaustive, even the smallest expenditure and income have to be carefully reconciled, and the good end is busy like this.

Seeing that all the inspection work is about to be completed, the sect leader Tianwang and his party will leave soon, but if they just send away the Tianwang and the depressed sect leader who have a straight face all day long, is it too dereliction of duty for him to be a subordinate.

Zhuo Yunpeng was so bored that he couldn't help but recruit people from top to bottom, racking his brains to make these two big shots happy.

Pity this mountain and sea delicacies, one of the two people is too lazy to put down the chopsticks, and the other is not free to put down the chopsticks.

It's a pity that this rare treasure has been collected, and one of the two people is not interested in taking a look, and the other is not bothering to look at it at all.

It's a pity that this handsome and beautiful maid is not small, but after the incident of the prince in Mingyue Tower, Zhuo Yunpeng no longer dares to push people on the boss's bed.

When I was worried, I heard that in Linchuan City, a new juggling song and dance troupe arrived, not only the acrobatic skills of all walks of life were excellent, but the dancing girl of the pillar was as amazing as her dancing skills. performed a few times in the city, but it was just a huqin, a yaoqin, with her singing and dancing, it was really amazing, and it moved the whole city.

When Zhuo Yunpeng heard the news, he hurriedly brought a generous gift and invited the entire team into the city.

When this team entered the village, Zhuo Yunpeng saw it in person, and the dancing girl was a stunning figure. Zhuo Yunpeng was happy in his heart, and privately promised countless benefits to the dancing girl, as long as she could make her guests laugh.

After that, Zhuo Yunpeng held a grand banquet in a big way, the reason was that the altar could welcome the arrival of the sect leader and the heavenly king, which was a great luck, and now that the sect leader and the heavenly king were about to travel far away, he should also hold a send-off banquet and do his best.

This reason is so sufficient, Fu Hanqing really can't refuse, so he has to appear lazily in the main hall. Even the cold-hearted and cold-faced Di Jiu couldn't stop Zhuo Yunpeng from being so cheeky and persuading, and appeared on the same occasion with Fu Hanqing for the first time in a few days.

Zhuo Yunpeng didn't take ordinary programs to watch the two of them, and the other jugglers were all allowed to go to the outer courtyard to demonstrate a hundred operas to Ling Xiao and other disciples of the main altar, and in the hall, only the stunning dancing girl sang and danced, and there was a pale-faced old man below, corresponding to a thin scribe playing the piano.

The dancing girl is very young, the appearance is extremely beautiful, the eyebrows and eyes are very clear, but she wears a very dazzling and blazing colorful dress, such a style Tingting walks to the front of the hall, her posture is like flowing water, the dance steps are like floating clouds, and she will be clear and beautiful, cold and glamorous, rubbed in one place, eye-catching and pressing.

The huqin is desolate and the yaoqin is far away, and it sounded at the same time, which made people feel infinitely pale out of thin air.

In this piece of loneliness, when the woman danced, it was the most intense and gorgeous, the most intense and gorgeous neon color, the colorful skirt, swirling and dancing out of the deepest and most beautiful illusion of red dust.

But in that ten thousand zhang of red dust, when the fierce love burns, the most desolate and distant rhyme is like the lonely sound of the distant sky, which sounded leisurely and passed away.

Such as the person of promise, such as the dance of the promise, such as the sound of the promise.

It is Zhuo Yunpeng and the deputy altar master, who can be regarded as people with some insight and concentration, when they first saw the beauty of this dancing girl, they could still stand up to themselves, but when they heard the sound of the piano together, they danced together, and they didn't feel that they were rushing for it, meaning to take it, and their hearts were fascinated, and they couldn't even blink their eyes.

It is the attendants under the hall, the guards in front of the hall, hearing this good news, watching this wonderful dance, and they are all forgetful, but no one remembers their errands.

However, there were two people in this hall, and they were not moved by the song and dance.

Di Jiu has been pouring himself a drink since he took his seat, and he hasn't raised his eyebrows. Let your sound crack the stone, dance like a heavenly demon, and still have nothing to do with him.

Fu Hanqing has been sitting at the table since he entered the table

Cai, did not raise his head, until Di Jiu sat down, for the first time, he turned his head, fixed his mind, just looked at Di Jiu from afar.

From beginning to end, his eyes only looked at Di Jiu, and he didn't turn to the peerless beauty once, as for the extremely beautiful and faint piano sound, whether he heard it or not, I'm afraid only he knows.

It's also a shame that Di Jiu is completely unaware of such a gaze, he didn't even lift his eyelids, and the hand holding the glass and pouring wine never trembled at all from beginning to end.

Qu Mei and the dance beauties are even more beautiful, the hall is drunk, but these two people, one only cares about staring at the other, and the other only cares about staring down at the wine, from beginning to end, no one has glanced at the peerless beauty.

I don't know if the dancing girl is not convinced, or she is entrusted by Zhuo Yunpeng, so she can't be lazy. And singing and dancing, the colorful clouds are swirling, lightly approaching the main seat, the softer the singing and the more beautiful the dancing, the body is like a weak willow, snuggling to the side of the case, folding the wind willow with the sleeves, bending the waist with the clear wave, this fold and song and looking back, suddenly smiled at Fu Hanqing, it is really a hundred charms, and the country and the city.

However, Fu Hanqing's eyes were still looking at Di Jiu, so he couldn't see the beautiful woman's amorous smile, let alone the beauty's lips when they opened lightly, a flash of lightning from the lips hit his forehead with a degree that almost exceeded the limit of human eyesight.

At the same time, the old man playing the huqin jumped up, pulled out a thin sword from the huqin, and attacked Fu Hanqing in the air from a long distance.

The scribe who played the Yaoqin pressed his palms on the qin, and the entire Yaoqin was torn apart, and countless hidden weapons flew out in unison, and the target was Fu Hanqing.

In addition to Fu Hanqing's internal strength, which is good enough for light skills, in terms of martial arts, there is really nothing to boast about, and his ability to adapt to changes in battle is even worse. What's more, he was still staring at Di Jiu stupidly at this time, expecting him to be able to detect the crisis in time and save himself, which was basically delusional.

During the whole process, Fu Hanqing only had time to let out a low exclamation, and then the chair he was sitting on suddenly shattered. As soon as his body slipped and fell to the ground, the table in front of him suddenly flew sideways, just in front of his fallen body, and the solid rosewood table top could block all hidden weapons for him.

This can't be attributed to his amazing shadow guard. At the last moment, he kicked Fu Hanqing's chair to pieces, slapped down the table blocker with one palm, and took out his sword in time in his busy schedule, coincidentally, blocking a flying needle shot out of Baimei Zhu's lips.

The needle was so strong that it was born from Di Yijian's body, although Di Yi turned his face in time, he couldn't completely dodge it, and the entire wooden mask was torn apart by the power of this needle, revealing his hideous face full of knife marks.

Although Di Yi was horrified in his heart, he didn't stop for a moment in his hand, and the sword momentum stabbed straight towards the dancing girl next to the case. In this turn and turn, the momentum of the sword technique was extremely natural, and there was no sense of difficulty in temporarily changing directions, as if this sword was originally slashing at the woman.

This dancing girl blew out a needle, and her body turned slightly outward to avoid being accidentally injured by the hidden weapon shot by her own people, but in this delay, Di Yi had already saved Fu Hanqing's life.

Her body spun around, and the sword momentum in front of her was like thunder and lightning. This woman is not in a hurry, does not retreat but welcomes, this turn, turn, advance and spin, is still a beautiful dance. With her fluttering figure, the colorful neon clothes swirled into red dust in front of Di Yi's eyes, charming eyes, and in that beautiful dress, the light and shadow flashed away, passed away and reborn, and between the lightning and flint, it appeared thirteen times in a row, and hit Di Yi's sword thirteen times. Every blow is struck at the weakest sword and the weakest strength.

Di Yi flew and swooped, the dancing queen danced and greeted, in the gorgeous dance clothes, the brilliance flashed, no one could see clearly a total of a few moves between the eyelashes, the whole process, but Di Yi pounced, the dancing girl swirled, and then the two figures were staggered, Di Yi stood coldly with a sword, and the dancing girl stepped on the dance steps and retreated.

The dancing girl's rainbow skirt was still fluttering slowly because of the sharp spin just now, and between her hands, it was empty, and the weapon that was collected just now was hidden somewhere.

Di Yi's eyes were as cold as ice, the hand holding the sword was like a rock, and the upright posture was like a pine like a rock, not moving like a mountain, if it weren't for the slow and monotonous sound of the drop of blood, almost no one could see that he had suffered a loss in the fight just now.

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Hehe, I'm still working on writing an article, and I hope to add another chapter in the evening to make up for last night's skylight.

In addition, yesterday I heard a reader in Baidu Bar say that his monthly account of more than 100 yuan was stolen, and he had a lot of money stored in it for six months. Moved, stolen after filling in the account number and password. . Yes, not only the starting point, any organization engages in activities, the starting point is good, Qo you fill in the account is enough, it is impossible to require the account password, where you encounter this kind of thing, please be careful to prevent losses.