"Whew~"

Yue Guanchao looked at the bright tile window halfway up the tower wall, those flying corpses were constantly hovering around the top of the tower, and they couldn't see the specific appearance, only a few black shadows could be seen passing by, which shocked everyone for a while.

After a while, a bright light suddenly bloomed from the dark darkness behind him, and everyone was looking down and panting, and they couldn't help but look back.

Ooh~

The interior of the Beng Pagoda has completely changed its appearance, and it has become a magnificent and luxurious palace banquet place in ancient times.

Carved window decoration gallery, colorful curtains, banquet display, warbler song and swallow language...... The palace lights are as bright as neon everywhere, and the building railings are stacked in different layers, like the patterns inside the conch, extending to the top of the tower.

The open space at the top of the tower was replaced by a tortoiseshell lotus lantern!

The lotus lantern is as big as a carriage, several meters high, the petals are facing downwards and hangs the top of the tower, thousands of petals are stretched out in all directions, the flowers and leaves are brilliant like topaz, clear as bee's jelly.

Each lotus petal is made of tortoiseshell flakes of different shapes, with gold wire to piece together many shadows of the palace maid, the appearance of the vessel is transparent glass, the lotus piece is as big as the mouth of the cylinder cast as a copper embryo, there are countless lotus leaves stretching out of the lotus plate, holding up the palm of the big more than 100 lanterns.

Under the light, the candle flame reflects the lotus petals, rippling out the glazed light, and the clear tortoiseshell blooms with a golden halo in an instant, reflecting the dust in the tower like a firefly, and many dark corners are illuminated together.

Yue Guanchao looked carefully, starting from the top of the tower, the spiral railing was full of palace ladies and eunuchs, they were like puppets without sorrow or joy, staring at the downstairs with empty eyes, no matter how lively the surroundings were, they couldn't change the cold and indifferent on their faces.

On the other hand, the hall downstairs is much more lively, and the entire main hall is completely the decoration of the court feast in the Tang Dynasty!

Due north, there is a screen of Haidong rivers and mountains unfolded in front, and a six-fold bronze screen covers the canvas, firmly stretching in the main position.

On both sides of the screen, the array of chimes is displayed, and the music craftsman holds a wooden pestle similar to a spoon, and constantly beats between the copper bells of various notes.

On the outside of the chime, there are thousands of seats displayed along the arc wall, and each palace concubine sits behind the table in gorgeous clothes, holding the delicacies and wine on the case, savoring and drinking slowly.

They were tall, short, fat and thin, with thick or bright makeup, each of them was drunk, staring at the blanket round table in front of the screen, motionless as if they were frozen on the spot.

The direction of these people's eyes is the couch in front of the screen!

Their eager gaze made everyone unconsciously look at the screen, and the people on the couch were all too familiar.

Haidong Shenghuang, answer Yinzun.

This person, just now pretending to be a human body dragon tail was wrapped around the pillar, at this moment he was wearing a crimson robe, the head behind him was slightly upturned, his eyes had returned to normal, and he was sitting cross-legged in front of him in his regular clothes.

Next to him, Queen Haidong sat parallel across the black lacquered low table, but her expression was obviously unhappy, even if she was full of pearls and green, and she was gorgeously dressed, she couldn't hide the resentment in her eyes, the resentful woman in the deep palace, referring to her face!

The two of them seemed to be angry, but Yin Zun didn't care about her queen at all, he just stared at the front of him, and the affection in his eyes was about to drip water.

"How come these people seem to be frozen and have no activity at all?"

Song Siyuan walked among these concubines, each of them was charming, wearing heavy makeup, and it could be seen at a glance that they were the palace concubines who were martyred in human skin in the Tibetan Palace.

"Song Qianjin, I see if there is something that hasn't had time to come out yet, isn't the person who is looking at Yin Zun not yet appearing?"

The cat master looked at Song Siyuan, he just found that A's expression was quite happy, so there should be an important person on this round carpet who did not appear.

Just when everyone was puzzled, the chime gradually faded when the mournful sound gradually receded, and the ears gradually poured into the beautiful music, and between the drums and the sheng, the melody gradually hit everyone.

Squeak!

The tower door was wide open.

A little eunuch screamed softly: "Madame has arrived!" ”

But between breaths, there was already a row of palace ladies wearing bird feather neon clothes, wrapped in clouds and mist, kicking in, the skirt was as bright as clouds, fluttering in the mist and mist.

Surrounded by Gong E, everyone saw Mrs. Qionghua again.

At this moment, Mrs. Qionghua was wearing a more gorgeous bird feather dress, surrounded by Gong E, with a high nose and deep eyes, beautiful blue eyes, Daisy buns, and a golden crown, which had a peerless elegance.

Although she is a Hu person, she is no different from the Han women, and she is quite skilled in dancing the dance that arises from Hu Di, bending her waist and breaking her sleeves, and Hu Teng is spinning...... In the beckoning delivery room, the colorful silk shawl wrapped in ribbons flew in the air, like a storm in the clouds and a dragon swimming in the water.

Where you have fun, other palaces surround you, like Dunhuang flying immortals around you, the gorgeous and bright neon dress dance skirt, like the beautiful murals in the northwest cave!

"This, this is the Neon Dress and Feather Dance?"