Chapter 305: The King's Posture
The flat square was not strictly a banquet, but rather than the hierarchical banquet and tense atmosphere, it highlighted a kind of transcendent elegance and tranquility.
On the platform of nearly 100 meters, there are pines and cypresses overlapping each other, there are stone pavilions standing in a forest, and there are streams passing through the corridor hundreds of times and thousands of times, just like a natural beauty.
Among them were more than a dozen men, both men and women, of different sizes, some in their youth, some in their gray hair.
Some people hold on to the fake stone and raise their heads to drink, some people bend their knees to play games with their friends, some pick up a pen to paint, and some lie on the bank of the stream to get water and drink......
All kinds of things, not all the same.
When he got close to the flat ground, the old man stopped moving forward, he took a step back and made way for everyone to go along.
The next thing was introduced by Long Cheng himself. Long Cheng introduced: "This stream is Longyuan Fruit Wine, if someone wants to quote it, they should do so as soon as possible, this Longyuan Fruit Wine is the only one in the entire Three Thousand Dao Prefecture, and you can't drink it if you want to drink it outside."
Jiang Xiaobai, who has always been obsessed with alcohol, smiled and hurriedly said, "Then we might as well be respectful, but after running out of wine, don't feel distressed by the third prince."
Long Yi laughed and said, "Of course not, little white brother just drink it."
Chu Xinsu, who was hiding behind Lu Tong, carefully took out a wine jug from the Qiankun bag, shook it secretly, and made sure that there was no wine in it before he was relieved to stuff it into his sleeve.
Lu Tong, who was standing in front, always felt that he was quiet now, as if something was wrong, and when he turned around, he really ran into a sneaky encounter, and he instantly understood, and then directly dragged Chu Xinsu in front of him, and reminded in a low voice: "There are a lot of seniors here, and I probably won't be able to take care of you after a while, so you just follow the Qianluo girl, don't make trouble?"
Chu Xinsu pursed her mouth directly, glanced at Lu Tong viciously, and only received a sharp look before she reluctantly muttered, "Got it."
Ni Qianluo, who was not too far away on the side, heard the quarrel between the two brothers and sisters, turned his head away, and smiled at Lu Tong and Chu Xinsu.
"Sister Feiyao." Chu Xinsu also smiled at this Ni Qianluo, and then in the next second, after seeing Ni Qianxi, who also turned his head, he instantly recovered his vicious demeanor, as if he was going to eat Ni Qianxi alive.
Ni Qianxi also rolled her eyes, turned her head away, and stopped looking at her.
In front of the crowd, Long Yi introduced one by one: "The pavilion in front of you is a seat, if you are tired, you can also sit down and rest and taste the delicacies of my real dragon clan......
"Ouch, the rebel is here." A burly middle-aged man, more than ten feet tall, wearing a blue and black robe, with two horns on his head, looked at the visitor and laughed, "Come and sit."
Hearing this familiar voice, Long Yi led everyone over, and when he got closer, he quickly bowed respectfully and said, "Reverse Er greets the Great Prince."
Hearing this familiar title, people took a serious look at this real dragon clan prince who only heard his name but did not see his person, this is a real king of the upper three realms and eight realms, burly and strong, known for his strength, but how a guy who sits and stands as tall as others likes to play the piano and listen to music, it is really incomprehensible. If you think this is a small means of self-defilement, you can't stand the preference of others for tens of thousands of years, this is not fake.
"Meet the Great Prince." Everyone shouted to this prisoner cow in unison, even Ni Qianluo and Ni Qianxi, who were not dealt with by the True Dragon Clan.
There are 3,000 cultivation in the mountains, regardless of spring and autumn, see the long days.
The Prisoner Niu is a rare pacifist of the True Dragon Clan, and unlike those who advocate aggression, his cultivation and virtue are second to none, even the Feng Clan, who is the death place of the True Dragon Clan, has to be called good.
Seeing so many young juniors, the prisoner cow was a little happy, and quickly waved his hand, and suddenly a soft spiritual power helped everyone up, and the prisoner cow laughed and said: "You don't have to be restrained, just feel free, old dragon, I hate those stinky rules the most, don't put that here... Hahahaha."
"That's right, that's right, Brother Prison Cow is the best." In the distance, a strange man with bird's legs and wings leaned against the trunk of a pine tree, and then grabbed his hand from the nearby stream
He put a water balloon into his mouth and said dizzily, "But this wine is better."
A bewitching and cold woman next to him sighed helplessly, and complained: "You, when can you change your problem of drinking too much and revealing your original form, if you crush the Qinshan of the imprisoned cow, see how I beat you."
"The Crane King on the clouds? Xuanli Snake King?" After the three demon clan youths saw the appearance of the two people clearly, they quickly knelt down on one knee and shouted respectfully, "I have seen the two kings and queen mothers."
The Crane King on the Cloud and the Xuanli Snake King are both king-level masters of the demon clan and sit in a state. At the same time, the two are still a couple of Taoists, and even almost to the point of inseparability, if only that's it, the most headache is that the strength of the two has skyrocketed, the two have fought against the king of the three realms when they were in the half-king realm and were undefeated, and one attack and one defense are the most headaches.
"Yo, and my demon descendant, let me see who it is?"
Just when the Crane King on the clouds squinted to look, suddenly a handful of dirt smashed straight on the Crane King on the clouds, and the Xuanli Snake King on the side dodged slightly sideways, and at the same time secretly calibrated the direction of the mud block that was actually not very accurate, and aimed the mud block that was originally aimed at the Crane King on the cloud directly at his head.
"Who ......" Before the Crane King on the clouds could scold, the man downstream of the river scolded first.
"That bald bird, drink when you drink, what kind of bird feathers do you throw at the wine? After drinking the old man's mouthful, if you really can't drink, let Xuanli sister feed you, so that you won't be paralyzed there like a disability!"
Everyone who watched this scene was a little surprised, after all, there seemed to be no difference between the senior who was lying on the river and drinking like a master and the one he had just scolded for "paralyzing there like a disability".
The three demon youths knelt on one knee and pinched their thighs fiercely to make sure they hadn't woken up yet, this was still those majestic and solemn "kings" on weekdays, why are they like drunkards now, no, no, no, they must be dreaming now....
Of course, I don't know if it's the three of them who have this idea, and more people are a little suspicious of their eyes, after all, those are all masters of the king realm who are fake, and they are the supreme existence that rules a state.
The prisoner laughed helplessly, and said, "Everyone is used to it, just get used to it, don't kneel on the ground and be cold, everyone find a place to sit, don't be restrained."