Chapter Ninety-One: Please Immortal Ceremonies
After eating and drinking.
"There are still three days before the day of the Immortal Ceremony, do you have a place to live?"
Wang Daoyi asked.
"Not yet, we'll be looking for you as soon as we get to Liyue Harbor!" Paimon was exhausted, half flying and half leaning on the pot's body.
Xiangling introduced the pot to Paimon just now, and the two little guys got along very well.
"In this case, why don't you go and live with me, it just so happens that I have a spare room at home!"
"Why don't you stay in my house, I have a guest room in my house!"
Wang Daoyi and Xiangling sent out invitations at the same time.
looked at Xiangling, then looked at Ying, Wang Dao patted his head, how could he invite other girls to stay at his home in front of his girlfriend, and hurriedly showed a smile: "Then live in Xiangling's house, it's just right, anyway, I'm here every day to help these days, and it's convenient for everyone to meet!"
Xiangling nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Yes, Ying helped us rent a house before, and now it's our turn to entertain you, Ying will live in my house!" ”
Ying hadn't said anything yet, and Paimon on the side had already agreed.
"Okay, okay, Ying, let's spend the night at Xiangling's house, we don't have to go to find a house, and besides, Master Mao's cooking is really delicious!"
The latter reason is the reason why you want to live here, and after looking at Paimon helplessly, Ying nodded and agreed to stay here.
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At night, Ying and Paimon spend the night at Xiangling's house, and Wang Daoyi leaves Wanmin Hall alone.
Instead of going home, he went straight to the Hall of the Dead, only to learn that Mr. Zhongli had been invited out to dinner by Tartaglia.
After asking Miss Ceremonial about the venue of the banquet for the two, Wang Daoyi walked towards Xinyuexuan.
When he came to Crescent Moon Xuan, the waiter at the door knew this person who often came with Tartaglia Zhongli, and skillfully pointed to the box for Wang Daoyi, signaling Tartaglia and Mr. Zhongli to be in the box.
He knocked lightly on the door of the box, then pushed the door and walked in.
Tartaglia was talking to Zhongli with a tawny talisman in his hand.
Seeing Wang Daoyi push the door in, Tartaglia quietly put away the talisman in his hand and smiled at Wang Daoyi: "It turned out to be a little brother Daoyi!" ”
didn't care about the taboo basket that was put away by Tartaglia, Wang Dao nodded: "I went to the Death Hall to find Mr. Zhongli just now, and I was told that you had a treat, so come and drink some wine!" ”
As he was talking, the waiter outside brought in a pair of chopsticks.
Tartaglia was speechless, why is this bowl of chopsticks so fast, I don't seem to have said that I want to add dishes and chopsticks!
Zhongli didn't mind, and turned to Tartaglia: "What you have shown already has the power of five or six out of ten genuine products, which can be used!" ”
Tartaglia was happy when he heard this, and Wang Daoyi, who didn't bother to pay attention to the rice, raised a glass to Zhongli and thanked him: "Thank you Mr. Zhongli for your help, I respect you!" ”
The three of them talked about it, it was time for another meal, and then Tartaglia left to settle the bill.
Taking advantage of this time, Zhongli looked at Wang Daoyi.
Wang Daoyi immediately said, "Mr. Zhongli, that traveler has already arrived in Liyue, and will go to the Immortal Ceremony in three days!" ”
Zhongli nodded, indicating that he understood.
Wang Daoyi didn't say anything, anyway, the news could be brought in.
Tartaglia thanked the wallet that came back from the checkout, and then walked back to the dock tea room with a hint of drunkenness.
Three days passed in a flash.
That afternoon, after lunch, several people rushed to Yujingtai together.
Not only Xiangling is also here, but also Ying and Paimon, who have been running around in Liyue these days, as well as the duo of Xingqiu and Chongyun.
A few friends came to Wanmin Hall early in the morning, and in Xingqiu's words, they didn't want to accompany those people in the Chamber of Commerce to listen to Ning Guang's words with trepidation.
Wang Dao smiled and said nothing, this year Ningguang is probably not in the mood to speak.
When everyone came to Yujingtai, it was already crowded with people at this time, and the bustling people were watching.
Everyone looked at Xingqiu.
Xingqiu was stunned for a moment, and then became angry: "Look at what I'm doing, I'm not an adult, the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce has a seat, but it can't stand up to so many of us!" ”
Wang Daoyi pouted: "We didn't say anything, what are you anxious about." ”
Xingqiu was in a hurry, and he stretched out his hand to hit Wang Daoyi.
Wang Dao dodged one by one, took Xiangling's little hand, and got into the crowd.
The big drama is about to kick off, so it's better to find a corner to watch the play.
Seeing that Wang Daoyi ran away with Xiangling, the friends had no choice, Xingqiu clapped his hands: "There's no way, squeeze in!" ”
As he spoke, he squeezed in from the crowd, and Chongyun followed closely behind.
Seeing a group of people rushing into the crowd at once, Ying showed a speechless expression, there was no way, she could only take Paimon with her if she wanted to meet the rock god, and squeezed into the crowd as well.
Wang Daoyi took Xiangling to squeeze left and right, from the outermost outermost to the edge of the central square, which happened to be able to see the entire scene of the immortal ceremony, and you could carefully observe the emperor's divine body for a while.
"Brother Dao, why don't we wait for Xingqiu and Ying?"
Xiangling, who was led to the core position by Wang Daoyi, was puzzled, why the little friend was gone.
In the face of Xiangling's inquiry, Wang Daoyi smiled and reached out to hug Xiangling.
"On such an important day, of course, as long as there are two of us, don't take them with you!"
Hugged by Wang Daoyi, Xiangling blushed and put her little face on Wang Daoyi's chest, feeling the young man's body temperature, listening to his strong heartbeat, and feeling the young man's love, Xiangling was a little stupid, with a happy smile, and also reached out to hug the young man's waist.
As for the little friend or something, I don't remember it at all.
"Knock~"
A bell rang.
Attracting everyone's attention, some of the old men suddenly fell silent and looked at the center of the field with burning eyes.
Tianquan Ningguang walked into the center of the square with two general affairs master of ceremonies, standing in front of the huge furnace.
"Please start the Immortal Ceremony, everyone is silent!"
The two ceremonial officials shouted, and there seemed to be something in their voices, and the entire Yujing Platform fell silent.
The next moment, the condensing light cast a spell, and the golden light all over his body glowed, and several golden rock crystal gems rotated rapidly around the condensing light, and then flew into the huge furnace in the center.
The golden light soared into the sky, and in the next second, it broke into the high sky.
As soon as Wang Dao looked around, a dragon-shaped light and shadow appeared in the clouds, and in an instant, a loud noise exploded in the sky, as if the dragon was circling and roaring, Wang Daoyi frowned, and stretched out his hand to cover Xiangling's ears.
In the center of the square, Ningguang was still casting spells, dragon-shaped light and shadow were still hovering, and the deafening roar was still continuing.
The next moment, the golden pillar of light that soared into the sky broke through the sky, forming a large hole, and the dragon-shaped divine body fell from the sky and smashed on the Sendai under the gaze of everyone.
Ning Guang endured the horror and looked closer, only to find that the dragon-shaped god body was lifeless.
"The emperor is assassinated, block the whole venue!"
The Millelith Army, which was originally guarding Yujingtai, was dispatched in an instant and surrounded the crowd.
"Brother Daoyi!" Xiangling was a little panicked and looked at Wang Daoyi worriedly.
Gently patting Xiangling's hand, Wang Daoyi showed a reassuring expression.
Xiangling didn't speak again, holding Wang Daoyi firmly, seeing that the emperor's divine body had fallen, only the young man gave her a sense of security.