"I'm grass! Mother, mother, come and see, our father's backstage is really hard! ”

Hu Li, who was originally in the cold resort, followed his mother to hang out, inadvertently, glanced at the water-shaped corridor that was specially left vacant with heavy guards and guards to disperse idle people, and saw a fluffy white fox being held by a woman.

Although Hu Li didn't know the Wusheng Emperor, he had seen the Dragon King of the West Sea and the Dragon King of the South Sea, and the existence of being able to walk with them on the same road, his cultivation or identity would definitely not be far behind.

And in such a blockbuster lineup, Hu Li actually saw that his father was also inside, which immediately made Hu Li look shocked, and hurriedly pulled the sleeve of the old mother next to him to let her see the highlight moment of his father.

"Dad is a real father, bigger than his own father!" Hu Li said with excitement on his face.

Hu Lian looked sideways, and saw Su Yan in the arms of a woman in a red, yellow and black yellow robe, being carried and walking towards the depths of the Cold Shelter Villa, and a touch of shock gradually appeared on Hu Lian's cheeks: "Emperor Wusheng? ”

The existence holding Su Yan in his arms, if Hu Lian is not mistaken. It should be the emperor who appears in front of the Xia Yu Dynasty every year to perform martial arts, and the tall man beside her with a gentle smile on his face, as if he is talking about something, is not the Dragon King of the East China Sea in the Eastern State?

Hu Lian glanced over, and saw that the leaders of the famous family, Taiyi and the Demon Dao High Heaven Bliss Immortal, as well as the Dragon King of the South China Sea and the Dragon King of the West Sea, were all in the corridor.

And Su Yan was in the arms of Emperor Wusheng, his mouth opening and closing as if he was talking to the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

Hu Lian glanced at it, and quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to continue to look at the beings in the corridor, for fear that they would turn their eyes to himself.

"Su Yan's background turned out. Is it so terrifying? ”

Hu Lian was secretly surprised in his heart, in the past, there were three-legged golden crow aunts, aunts of the proud insect clan, and dragon clans' Jianwei bloodlines were still in the scope of understanding. But the current Su Yan and the existence behind him really made the long tiger of Wanhua Valley completely incomprehensible.

What kind of immortal is Su Yan, the strength of his family background can be so strong that he is against the sky, I'm afraid that this cultivation realm is not all split by your family, right?

"Wait. Eyed? The elements of the Jairian bloodline seem to be composed of the father of the dragon clan and the four-legged beast. And Su Yan is a fox-shaped eyelid. ”

Hu Lian thought about it a little in her heart, and when she saw Emperor Wusheng holding Su Yan in her arms, she suddenly exploded in her mind, almost shaking her legs.

"The fox. Could it be the illegitimate child of the Emperor Wusheng's idle and boring consumption, right? ”

The more Hu Lian thought about it, the more he felt that he might be shocked, and he couldn't guess at all that Su Yan's true identity was a hand warmer fox.

After all, Emperor Wusheng seems to be kind, but that kindness is only on paper, and the female emperor who sits in the high sky and watches the martial arts in front of the emperor with cold eyes is Hu Lian's deep impression of Emperor Wusheng of the Xia Yu Dynasty.

A fairy like her, Tiger Pian didn't think that he would casually hug a fox that he picked up.

"Son."

"Huh?"

"Or are you wronged? When a grandson? ”

“.”

According to the fantasy in Hu Lian's mind, Su Yan's identity is really a bit unattainable.

The illegitimate son of Emperor Wusheng is a little difficult to top, and it is the first time for her to know an existence with such a terrifying background, and it is really difficult to maintain a normal mentality to deal with, so that Hu Pian herself can't help but complain.

How can he be able to meet such an excellent male beast on Spring Street.

……………………

The complaints of the mother and son did not prevent the opening of the banquet in the cold resort.

The time gradually came to the noon banquet and officially began.

In front of the main palace of the Shelter Lodge, a long table covered with a red festive tablecloth is placed, and two dragon servants sit at the long table to register the guests, register their names and the congratulatory gifts they have given.

"Western Prefecture Qizong Zhu Zhandao people, congratulations to the West Sea Dragon Mother on her return and send a spiritual artifact to Saro, and wish the West Sea Dragon Mother's benevolence and charity can spread all over the Western State."

The monks who came to the banquet on behalf of the Instrument Sect gave a big gift to the Dragon Queen.

Without the protection of the Dragon Mother of the West Sea, the price of seabed mineral deposits and sea beast materials purchased by Xizhou can fly to the sky.

Seeing the return of the Dragon Mother of the West Sea, the monks of the Instrument Sect gave the Dragon Mother a big gift with tears in their eyes, hoping that she could continue to manage the business of the West Coast, so that the Instrument Sect could purchase cheap and affordable undersea deposits and materials here.

Otherwise, buying sky-high ore every year, the monks of the Qi Sect feel that they are going to die of poverty.

"Elder Hulian of the Southern Prefecture, Wanhua Valley, I wish the Dragon Mother of the West Sea a long life, send Yin and Yang Harmony Liquid, and wish the Dragon King and Queen Dragon an early birth and then a noble son"

Seeing another precious gift appear, the dragon servant who was registering the guests at the front desk turned around and shouted out the name of the precious item to the banquet hall, as well as the name of the person who came and the words of blessing, so that the monk knew about it.

"What are you looking at me for?"

After the dragon servant shouted loudly, he turned to look at the aunt and aunt who were lined up behind Hu Lian.

The aunt slowly typed a question mark, and the aunt said lightly: "I'm not familiar, and I don't plan to give gifts." ”

“？”

The two servants in charge of registration at the front desk slowly had a question mark on their heads, but after the supervisor stood behind him and saw the aunt and aunt, he leaned over and whispered two words to the maid who registered at the front desk.

"Please."

The front desk maid was full of smiles, and hurriedly bowed down to invite the two cultivators to sit down and drink tea inside.

The Zerg know everything. Moreover, their ancestor was invited by the Dragon King of the West Sea, and it was a matter of course not to give gifts, and the supervisor just whispered that they should prepare red envelopes and give them to the two bandits as reimbursement for their hard work.

Halfway through the banquet of the province, the load-bearing pillars were moved away by the arrogance insects, causing the collapse of the front hall of the main palace.

The celestial people sit in the inner hall of the main palace, the earth immortals sit in the front hall according to their ethnicity, cultivation, and identity, and other monks sit in the more peripheral areas.

"I'm about to break my hand."

The front desk maid saw that all the guests had entered, put down the charcoal in his hand and shook his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and complained: "There are too many people, I am afraid that I have written tens of thousands of numbers in half a day, and I almost didn't break my hand, and we will prepare it for everyone after the guests have eaten."

"Huh? How do you look at it?"

Although the maid is called a servant, his real identity is a member of the second-generation dragon clan, and he is just a temporary helper in the cold resort due to lack of manpower, and there is no difference between the identity of the supervisor and other banquet management in the back, so he naturally seems a little arrogant when he speaks, as if he completely ignores the two classes.

But in the middle of his sentence, he saw that the director and the other servants were frozen in place, their pupils constricted, as if they had seen some terrible picture.

A deep chill came from behind, causing goosebumps to arise all over his body, and he turned his head slowly and stiffly, and saw a male monk who did not look tall, dressed in a dark robe with an indifferent face, walked out of the gap.

The face of the person who came, the dragon servants were too familiar to be more familiar, and he had many names.

In the Dragons, most people would call him a traitor or a rebel. And there are no good words.

"Can I go in without a gift?" Ao Renlan looked at the servant who was frozen in place and was in charge of registering the guests:

"Anyway, the ancestor doesn't lack anything, and the gifts he gives are also thrown into the warehouse, so it's better not to send them."

"Ao Ao Ao Ren scales, the traitor of the dragon clan is coming to the door empty-handed!"

The servant looked extremely frightened, and habitually shouted loudly to the cold lodge.

"Huh?"

Ao Renyan showed a strange expression when he heard this.

You speak very strangely, whose monk will hit the enemy force headquarters empty-handed? Moreover, people are specially selected to hold banquets, and when there are many people, they go to the door.

(End of chapter)