"It's finally over!"

I was already crazy, shaking my hips and shaking my head on the stage, I don't know how many songs I had spent, anyway, even with the vitality of Xiong Xiang's land true immortal, I felt a trace of exhaustion.

With the wisps of purple glow infiltrating through the building's central air conditioning into the dim space of Hall D, the heavy smell of perfume and some unknown things mixed and fermented by hundreds of people was also renewed.

Of course, the changes in time are not enough to disturb the warm atmosphere inside Hall D.

Xiong Yi, who is still the owner of the money, feels that this wave of fun is almost finished, and with a wave of his hand, this is the end of this grand carnival.

However, before Xiong Xiang could take a breath, he saw that with the opening of the door of Hall D, dozens of sturdy young men wearing security jackets with flat heads hurriedly entered, sweeping away all obstacles on the ground at a jaw-dropping speed.

And that's just a trivial change in Hall D.

In fact, this group of unusually sturdy young people, in a short period of time to a quarter of an hour, simply changed the dance hall that released their passion into a small concert venue.

As the musicians entered the stage with Chinese and Western instruments and stationed in a dark corner where the lights could not shine, seven girls wearing purple costume skirts and white and purple long socks wrapped around their plump thighs walked to the stage and began to sing and dance movingly to the music.

(Something like this)

Yes?

Xiong Xiang, who had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to come to an end, instantly lifted his spirits.

It's not that the beauty is not moving, the key is that anyone who is pulled by two macho men on the stage can't bear it all night, not to mention that Xiong Xiang has also passed a seemingly mediocre bloodline before this.

The expressionlessness on his face does not mean that the bloodline purification is really stress-free for him.

After all, it was a hardship that even Xiong Yi couldn't help but persuade two sentences, how could he get through it easily?

If someone else comes, kneeling on the ground and crying, crying dad and calling mother is the best result, at least crying proves that the ceremony still has the possibility of success, and more will be burned to ashes in an instant by the flames of Luan Bird.

Even the serious Mi family will not try at will, wanting to revive the glory of the ancestors, similar to their fathers and ancestors, they have no less than nine more gentle methods.

And as for Xiong Xiang. It can only be said that he is not an ordinary person.

Compared with the rough and tumble process of each copy, which is comparable to the protagonist of the abuse, the cricket's blood is purified and painful, but it is still within the range of endurance.

To put it bluntly, this guy was simply beaten and developed antibodies.

But after the success of the level, the reshaping of the bloodline and the large amount of nutrients also made Xiong Xiang extremely tired, and he urgently needed a grand banquet and dormancy to relieve the discomfort coming from the depths of the spiritual flesh.

However, if you have an unobtrusive ancestor, don't think about these good things.

The good news is that he can rest for a while, and the dishes brought by the security guards, even the insignificant snacks, are made from high-quality spirit birds and beasts, and the overall specifications are comparable to state banquets.

Through the exploration of divine thoughts, Xiong Xiang could even "see" that just outside the door of Hall D, there were no less than ten chefs and more than ten "security guards" who temporarily set up the stove, and all kinds of fresh materials ensured that there would never be a shortage of dishes on the table.

Bad news, my own unobtrusive ancestors watched the girl group with relish, and there was no sign of the end.

Looking at Xiong Yi, who was immersed in the hot dance moves and clapping his hands with a wine glass, he inexplicably thought of the First Emperor who he had met in the novice dungeon.

Compared with that person's eloquence and strategy, the initial monarch of the Chu State in front of him is a little unimpressive.

It is no wonder that the Qin State was able to swallow the six countries and unify Kyushu.

With this faint temperament, why are they?

"Boom!"

As expected, Xiong Xiang, who thought of some unreasonable questions, was hammered hard in the head.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Xiong Yiman, who had withdrawn his right hand, and glanced at him casually.

Don't talk to your dad like that, jpg

At a distance of less than half a meter, he slandered an ancient monarch, especially this one who was still the source of his bloodline, and was a proper god.

That is, his previous performance was recognized by Xiong Yi, otherwise it would not be as simple as having a bag on the door of his head now.

Looking at Xiong Xiang, who became as well-behaved and docile as a raccoon slave after being slapped, Xiong Ai, who was sitting on the left side, pouted.

This wild son who picked up casually is cowardly.

What are you coercing, fighting with him, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, anyway, if you fight with this faint king, can he still kill you?

But then again, although the descendants of later generations are not filial, they have repeatedly lost Kyushu, and they have made themselves inhuman, and they are not barbaric; But at least this aspect of tricks and tricks is really better than blue!

The dance is not elegant enough, and the music theory is a mess, but I can't stand the explicit dance!

The action that is almost straightforward seduction, as well as the bells and whistles, is really eye-catching.

I don't have to pick my appearance and figure, even if I put it in the palace of the king of Chu, it is considered a good choice.

Of course, the current Chu State is not the behemoth of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and the current weak Chu State is even stolen in the materials used to worship the ancestors, and the so-called royal palace is just a few dilapidated thatched houses.

But the external environment does not prevent Xiong Yi from being the king of a country.

And its exaggerated force is also the foundation for a group of people from the Chu State to overcome difficulties and obstacles to establish a country in the Southern Barbarian Land.

Although it is inevitable that the grace of the ancestor of Jiuli, the queen of the Yan Department, has swept away and deterred all the unstable factors in heaven and earth, but there are also shadows that cannot be dispersed under the scorching sun, not to mention that before going to work, the surname Mi was indeed a loyal minister of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Of course, the first thing to do when he arrived in Nanban, the first thing the surname Mi did in addition to sacrificing to the ancestors of Zhurong was to worship the mountain gate.

And Emperor You did not refuse a junior's abandonment of darkness and surrender to the light, and the fierce Emperor You did not forcibly conquer the state of Chu as a vassal of the Shaoyou Department, and still retained their basic authority.

This made the Mi family even more moved.

Look at Di You and then look at your Ji family, phew!

Although, there are still many princes like the Chu State, and the so-called tolerance is only the one who is too lazy to deal with official affairs, even the official affairs of Shaoyou's headquarters are all entrusted to the goddess of Wushan, not to mention the cubs of their relatives.

But that can't be said.

An elder who has gone out of five suits can protect you from hunger, cold, hardship, and external threats is already worthy of gratitude, and it is a bit too much to entrust your daily life to others.

Compared with his father, who has few brain circuits and is not good at thinking, Xiong Ai has a little too many ideas.

Having said that, this batch of young girl groups has been circulated in batches, and at least six batches of youth girl groups have been changed in half an hour, and they are indeed beautiful and bright, not inferior to the ordinary beauties of Shang Zhou, but that's it.

The bloodline barrier is blocked in front as if it is not thoughtful, and it is okay to see, but it is indeed a bit unqualified to make them beastly!

On the side of Xiong Ai's scrutinizing gaze, Xiong Yi looked at the chicken leg that suddenly disappeared in front of him with a grotesque gaze, and then turned his head to look at Xiong Xiang, who seemed to be reincarnated as a glutton.

The dim sum that was just served on the table was swept away in less than three seconds.

A whole bottle of wine can't even burp when it is irrigated.

Even blocked by hot oil, the hot and spicy dish does not survive on the table for more than five seconds, as if only to make sure that the dish is indeed served, and then the whole dish is submerged in the big greasy mouth.

Looking at the various dinner plates next to Xiong Xiang that were almost one person high, the corners of Xiong Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

'You're really hungry!' ’

Although he did not lack this little snack, and his otherworldly body was enough to support him for several years without eating or drinking, he could provide his daily needs with food and drink alone.

But in the right atmosphere, if you don't eat and drink, you always feel that something is missing.

But Xiong Yi can't blame Xiong Xiang for this little thing.

After all, he has personally experienced the hunger of bloodline purification, and this kid has completed the process of other people's calculations in years in just a quarter of an hour, and starving into a gluttony is already considered the foundation of his body.

Although Xiong Yi is not a good elder, he is not one of those bastards either.

After noticing that Xiong Xiang was gradually exhausted, he changed the program.

Normally, if Xiong Xiang is allowed to eat for ten days and half a month, he will make up for it.

But this bear kid didn't have any eyes, and he picked on the robbery in front of him.

"Look at your fat brain!"

"That's it, that's it, take these fruits and gnaw them aside, don't be an eyesore in front of me anymore!"

In desperation, Xiong Yi casually took it out in his arms, grabbed out a few green fruits and threw them into Xiong Xiang's arms, and then kicked the latter by the neck to the sofa next to him.

As for Xiong Xiang, who was enjoying eating, but was suddenly hit by an unwarranted disaster, he was angry and angry.

Falling on the sofa, he looked at a few green peaches and green fruits the size of a fist in his arms, and his complexion changed several times, and he couldn't help laughing.

[Millennial Zhuguo: The color is red and moist, the smell is fragrant, it can strengthen the flesh and blood, generate mana, remove cold poison, strengthen the spleen and stomach, and eat it. 】

[Dragon's Blood Grass: Born of dragon's blood, the taste is spicy and spicy, it can increase the blood vein, obtain dragon energy, and the snake fish can use this to incarnate a dragon, how to eat. 】

[Three thousand years of peach: People eat and become immortals, and their body is light. 】

Yes!

Yes?

The first two are understandable, but the latter one is really heavyweight.

This is a peach!

Even the smallest peach fruit is a high-end item that sells for up to 3,000 universal coins in the game's public store, and it has no price.

Although all channels of the game have the qualifications to purchase and sufficient reserves, the rule that non-immortals cannot be eaten, and non-disciples cannot be taught is almost stuck.

Those who are not qualified can't buy it, and those who are qualified disdain to buy it, after all, the price of six thousand years of peaches is only seven thousand dollars, and its effect is not comparable to three small peaches.

Having money is not such a toss-up.

As for the purple vein core that is really named the name of the peach, the game is not nothing, but it is limited, although the price is only five figures, but there are only three qualifications every nine thousand years, unfortunately, when Xiong Xiang entered the game, the purple veined core was just sold out, and if you want to take a look, you have to wait until nine thousand years later.

Well, in the Heavenly Court's Peach Club, there must be newly picked peaches every session, but ordinary immortals can't mix this qualification, not to mention Luthor who doesn't even mix with supernumeraries.

So, where are the two green little peaches in front of this!

Instead, Xiong Xiang's gaze at Xiong Yi also became eager.

Although he had already recognized his unobtrusive ancestor in his heart when he got the blood-colored jade pendant before, it would not hinder him from recognizing it again.

Of course, before tasting this limited Heavenly Court Treasure Fruit, Xiong Xiang couldn't help but take a set of photos of the nine-square grid from all angles and send them out through the game chat box.

Almost in the next moment, a dense string of information appeared on Xiong Xiang's retina:

Feng Fen: ?

Feng Fen:, got rich? No, where did you go, the dog's luck, did you get into the Sanshan Daomen, or was you taken a fancy to the Difu Difu, you can't have a fairy as your licking dog, right?

Xiong Xiang: What is it, what is this called, just start the artillery fire in the sky, and not the brothers to operate? Tell your father-in-law to listen, and your father will cut a piece for you to taste!

Feng Fen: Dad, you are my father!

But then again, what are you doing here, why are you still eating peaches? Look at this background, it looks like our family is also a modern copy, what's the Cyber Heavenly Court?

Xiong Xiang: Buckle nose jpg!

It's nothing, it's just that I recognized an ancestor, and Lao Deng looked at me and gave me some snacks to eat.

Feng Fen:.

Xiong Xiang: Oh, by the way, are you bored to stay there alone, why don't I accompany you in a few days?

Feng Fen: ? It's useless, it's better to eat here, and the overall spiritual energy of the environment has increased hundreds of times, which sounds happy, but to be honest, it's not as fast as playing a dungeon, and now it's not the cultivation that is stuck, nor the state of mind but the bloodline.

Dude, seriously, I'm stuck and can't leave, but you're different! Instead of coming here to mix with me, it's better to buy a bloodline prop early than a few more dungeons, purify it, and then come over to enjoy the version bonus.

Xiong Xiang: This one, my old Deng has already given it, used it, and it's done! No, this little fruit bowl is to supplement my nutrition, not enough to be old, where is it, I can ask for it at any time. By the way, where are you now?

Crooked?

Feed!

"Okay, okay, hang up the phone, wait until I finish accompanying my family. The old man will go to the real you offline! ”

Although Xiong Xiang scolded and scolded in his mouth, his subordinates cut half of the peach and sent it over through the game.

It's a good big man of his own, just two sentences, he still has to give a little, as for whether he has enough after giving, anyway, Xiong Yi is still here, it's a big deal, just ask again, anyway, Huo Huo elders, Kyushu's children and grandchildren don't learn by themselves, no matter how bad they are, there is a full table of state banquets to eat, and the quality is not enough to make up the quantity.

After all, he can't afford to lose!

At the same time, chewing on the half of a peach that came out of thin air in his hand, Feng Fen's face was distorted by the sourness.

The taste of the peach is naturally not bad, but it is unexpectedly good, and it is worthy of being a restricted treasure that can be sold for 3,000 universal currency.

But compared with the moving natural treasures, the sudden development of the brothers is even more difficult to let go.

He also wants an ancestor who is so generous!

If he could, he was willing to exchange half of his peach blossoms.

Leaning on the window of the hut, looking at the lively atmosphere of gongs and drums in the outside world, Feng Fen sighed lightly: Shang Zhou is here for the New Year, and he is still an ascetic here, and there is no one else who has done it

Following.

Because today is the relationship between the first day of the new year, the three southwestern states of Shaoyoubu, no, to be precise, the three states that have expanded dozens of times have to add the southwest, which originally belonged to the barbarian territory, and hundreds of thousands of miles of land in the northwest are immersed in the happy atmosphere of the Lunar New Year.

The Spring Festival has a long history, originating from the primitive beliefs and nature worship of early humans, and evolved from the first prayer sacrifice of the year in ancient times, which is a primitive ritual in which people will hold sacrifices at the beginning of the year to pray for a bumper harvest and prosperity for people and animals in the coming year.

Over time, this ritual evolved into various celebrations, culminating in the Spring Festival of later generations.

With the gradual border between the later generations and the Shang and Zhou dynasties, some of the festival atmospheres that belonged to the later generations gradually spread in the Shang and Zhou worlds, and the Spring Festival was the first later festival held in the Shaoyou Department.

In the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the atmosphere of this first Spring Festival was somewhat similar to that of the south in later generations.

The entire Shaoyou tribe was taken to the royal city by the village with the assistance of the earth, and in this city full of lights, a sea of people was converging in the direction of the ancestral temple.

In the quaint and magnificent temple, the wolf smoke rises to the sky.

And Meng Zhou, as the witch of Shaoyou, put on his most precious dress when the sky was just dawning, and led everyone to worship the ancestors in the ancestral temple, praying for good weather in the coming year.

Under the surging crowd, in the countless eager eyes behind him, Meng Zhou smiled and took out the cup basket:

"On the occasion of the New Year, the descendants of all families gather, Meng Zhou wants to invite the ancestors to be happy with me, and never forget your permission!"

After the words fell, he kowtowed three times reverently, and then directly threw down the cup basket in his hand.

With a thumping sound, the cups of the two half-crescents were flat upwards.

Looking at the result, Meng Zhou picked up the cup basket and threw it again, but the result remained unchanged.

Take it again, throw it again, take it again, although I didn't continue to throw it out, but when I saw Wu stopping, everyone behind him already knew it, and hundreds of people knelt together in tacit understanding, and with the movements of the first few people, they knelt down together.

From the ancestral temple to the streets outside, and then to the royal city that extends in all directions, although later people don't know why they kneel, it doesn't hurt that everyone kneels and follows them anyway.

At the same time, in the palace, Zhang Ke, who was busy with private affairs, stopped what he was doing, and looked out of the hall with puzzled eyes:

Bear children are really annoying!

(End of chapter)