"Hahaha".

"Hahaha".

……

There was laughter, and before the show started, the audience was already in infinite joy, with a handful of snot and tears, holding their stomachs and slapping the table.

Of course, there are those who don't laugh.

Ryugu viewing area.

The dragon kings of the four seas gathered, the dragon mother and the dragon son and the fairy and demon gods in the water tribe gathered together, but no one laughed at this moment.

I should have said yes, laughing, but there was a stop.

Because the Dragon King of the East China Sea, who was sitting in the highest position among them, looked at the dragon horn boy on the stage with tears in his eyes at the moment, and vaguely saw his beloved son back then.

"Ao Bing, my Bing'er," the gorgeously dressed Dragon Mother of the East China Sea sobbed, and got up as if rushing to lift it, but was stopped by the other dragon concubines.

"Sister-in-law, this is the scene filmed by the walker, this is not the real Ao Bing," the Dragon Mother of the West Sea persuaded her.

"Yes, yes, Ao Bing has been reincarnated into reincarnation, if there is fate, there will be a chance to reunite in the future," Beihai Dragon Mother comforted.

"No, that's Bing'er, I won't admit my mistake, my son," the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea was emotional, and her mana was agitated to break free.

The Dragon King of Longhai sighed, took his wife's hand and patted it: "Is it Bing'er, wait until this ceremony is over, we will personally go to the walker Zhao Zhao to ask for someone."

"Uh-huh," the Dragon Mother of the East Sea was reassured.

The other dragon sons and dragon girls exchanged their heads and ears, and discussed Ao Bing's affairs with other water tribes, and some of the older ones were also frowning and uncertain.

The people on the stage, young and heroic, are so similar to Ao Bing in their impressions by five or six points, but they are much younger, and they are only three or four points similar to the young Ao Bing in their memory.

"Is it really Brother Ao Bing"?

"I don't know, it looks like it, but it doesn't look like it, the temperament of Brother Ao Bing in my memory is more domineering."

"Yes, it's so fierce, it doesn't look like this."

"Wow, he's so handsome, if only he were really Brother Ao Bing."

…………

"Silence".

Zhao Zhao's voice was amplified thousands of times, spreading throughout the venue, and all kinds of voices were quiet for a while.

The scene was too noisy, not to mention each other, and there were people greeting Nezha from afar, and the sound resounded throughout the venue, which made him perform the show.

Sou!

Zhao Zhao appeared on the stage and said angrily: "Do you still want to watch the show, you have been arguing for so long, can't you wait until you finish watching the show to make a noise?" Ahh

"Haha, Master Walker, it's not all four of you on this stage, all, hahahaha."

"yes, yes, don't blame us".

"Taiyi Zhenren who rides a pig, Zhao Zhao, how did you come up with it, Taiyi Lao'er is afraid that he has no face on the road of the Three Realms."

"Reasonable, reasonable, it turns out that the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society looked like this when he was a child, tsk, poor baby, at a young age, he will be forced to work day and night, look at the dark circles, this is not ten days and half a month without sleeping, can it be like this, can it be like this"?

"Well said, Li Jing, you are really not a fucking human, do you treat children like this"?

"Bastard, who dares to say me, this king directly destroyed you with 100,000 soldiers and horses."

"Come on, I'm afraid of you, I'm the Great Sage Bull Demon King, I don't change my name or surname, I have enough guts, I'll see you in the Thunder Mountain."

"The bull king is domineering".

"The Ox King is mighty".

Li Jing, who had already stood up and was huffing, suddenly stopped eating when he heard this, snorted coldly, sat down and whispered: "Hmph, this king is magnanimous, give Zhao Zhao a face, and he is not as knowledgeable as you."

"Cut, wrap the eggs".

The viewing area of the demon clan is also the largest viewing area, which belongs to the viewing area of Jilei Mountain, the Bull Demon King is arrogant, scaring the sky and the earth, stepping on the cloud railing where to make a big move, so not arrogant.

Behind him, a beautiful woman held a crisp treasure fan, and beside him sat a child who looked like Fu Fen, had painted red lips, and was wearing a splendid battle dress, which was the child of him and the Bull Demon King, the Holy Child King Red Child.

"Mother, dad is so majestic."

"yes".

"Brother Niu is really majestic," a delicate voice sounded.

Princess Iron Fan stood up suddenly, the light of worship in her eyes turned into killing intent, and she snorted coldly: "Slut".

The jade-faced fox covered her heart when she heard this, and her delicate face was full of grievances: "Sister, don't look at your sister like this, your sister is afraid."

"Hehe," Princess Iron Fan turned her head sharply to look at the Bull Demon King's junior.

The high-spirited and high-spirited Bull Demon King suddenly felt a chill behind him, and the pressure made his hair explode, and he changed his arrogant posture, turned around and flattered: "Madam, why are you angry, come, sit, and help you blow for your husband."

The Bull Demon King pushed the red boy away with one butt, pulled the iron fan princess to sit down and talk about love, and the burly body turned sideways to block the jade-faced fox behind him.

"Hehe, Zhao Zhao, do you need this palace to help you maintain order," Fairy Chang'e said, and her voice spread throughout the venue.

Zhao Zhao smiled at the viewing area of the Taiyin Star Wine Banquet and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I won't bother you with this little thing, I'll come by myself."

After speaking, he turned around and reached out to grab it behind his back, and the hidden Qingping Sword emerged, took down the divine sword, and held it high above his head.

"I said, everyone watch the show first and then speak, who agrees and who opposes"?

The Bull Demon King, who was talking to Princess Iron Fan, suddenly seemed to be frightened, and suddenly got up and raised his hand, his eyes full of excitement: "I, I, I".

Zhao Zhao looked over with an unkind gaze: "Bull Demon King, do you want to object"?

Wow.

In an instant, the eyes of the audience were focused.

Qingping's sword came out, such as the saint coming in person, you Bull Demon King is going to stab the sky, you are the great sage of Pingtian, not the great sage of breaking the sky.

"Ah, against, what, against, I want to say I agree, I agree," the Bull Demon King hurriedly said in a loud voice.

Zhao Zhao rolled his eyes and said, "I don't have to say it if I agree, I almost thought I was going to see blood, really."

"So, is there anyone against it"?

The Bull Demon King sat back with a dry smile, his eyes staring directly at the Qingping Sword in Zhao Zhao's hand, a look of remembrance appeared on his face, and the first tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"Brother Niu, is there anything wrong with this Qingping Sword?"

Princess Iron Fan, as a pillow person, looked at her husband's appearance, and was shocked for a while, since she married the Bull Demon King, she has never seen the Bull Demon King cry, what is this?

The Bull Demon King also discovered his gaffe, and hurriedly wiped his tears and said: "Hehe, it's okay, Qingping Sword is a saint's Taoist magic weapon, what can be the problem, it's okay, watch the show, watch the show."

Princess Iron Fan had a strange expression.

Definitely something.

He is not a little woman, as the princess of the Shura clan under the throne of the ancestor of the Styx, her identity is destined for her to have far more insight than ordinary people.

"Brother Niu, you won't, does it have anything to do with Qingping Sword, no, does it have anything to do with you and the owner of Qingping Sword?"

The Bull Demon King tilted his head, revealing a cute expression: "Ah, what are you talking about, I don't understand anything."