Beichen, the wolf in the sky, and the Guanshan alone.

And the bright moon, out of the mountain.

The young man on the Meteorite Pavilion leaned on the railing, full of spirit, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was full of wine.

Although it is called one of the Nine Square Pavilions, but the Meteorite Pavilion is more like a prosperous restaurant, the banquets are continuous day and night, the Quartet is chivalrous, and there is no management, all the order is maintained by the plaque that mentions the word, but it has been proved that this plaque does have such a deterrent effect, for more than 100 years, this square circle has not dared to make trouble, so the travelers and traders of Zhongying and Xicao must have the Meteorite Pavilion in the route during the Beichen War.

The liveliness of the Meteorite Pavilion day after day, without decay, every day the shopkeeper has a reason to invite under the banner of the tree in front of the door, as small as the opening of fine wine, delicious food, and as big as the new emperor's accession to the throne and the emperor's incarnation, but it is just a reason. Today is no exception, the banner on the door of the hall reads: Happy to be a noble son, no matter whose child it is, the shopkeeper Li set up a banner and carried the wine into the house, lively and lively, the young man on the railing was drunk and confused, and he smirked.

Today's banners are hung casually, but the guests who come are not ordinary.

The person who is in the main hall on the second floor, the young man in the blue robe is named Zheng Yan, who is the young master of the mountain in the "four mountains, five domains and one river", because the mountain has never had anything to do with any country, the people here respect him for three points; Naturally, the realm is unfathomable, and he is a character who can be anywhere.

And apart from these two courtesy, the fool who leaned on the railing outside was particularly presumptuous.

However, compared to his actions, his identity is more presumptuous.

Prince Xiyao, nowhere to be seen.

Now this guy is drinking in a restaurant in an enemy country, and he is obviously drunk.

Looking at the girl in the black dress in the inner room who was wearing a lilac robe, her expression remained unchanged, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and the terrifyingly beautiful face did not know whether it was curiosity or cunning, cute, clear, and she loved but did not dare to overcome, the kind of temperament that made people's hearts surging to the point of kneeling and saluting, made her an existence that a group of drinking teenagers couldn't take their eyes off.

This is Tianjiao of the Falling Star Pavilion, and she is here to accompany Su Yan.

Su Yan of Zhongying Jinhua Building.

The girl in the black dress retracted her gaze outside the house, got up mischievously, withdrew her naked tender feet under the skirt, the warm breeze in the house lifted the curtain in the road for her, her hair was lightly tied into a ponytail, and her milky white hands held fruit wine and moved to the opposite side of the woman in red at the leak of the house, sat opposite her, and said quietly:

"Sister hasn't been here for a long time. Qiu Shang's eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was soft and glutinous, with a faint milky fragrance, "Drinking? ”

"Nope. Su Yan shook his head weakly, and it was difficult to hide his weakness under the red makeup, "After he came to Beichen, did he come to look for you?" ”

"Hmm......" Qiu Shang looked sideways and recalled, almond's eyes full of doubt: "I remember...... Why don't you go to my sister and ask? I forgot a little, after all, toffee is so delicious, who remembers these trivial things. The girl in the black dress smiled embarrassedly, then stuck out her tongue and said, "If my sister is worried, you can go to the north to find it." I heard that my brother changed his gun. For the spear, he hiked to Guanshan, and melted all the three long swords, saying that after taking them out, it was a long spear. ”

The girl in the black dress smiled shyly, took a sip of juice, and looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, as if she was a little embarrassed.

Su Yan nodded in response, a little fragrance of osmanthus wafted out of the stove, and the young man outside the house in the swaying tent carried wine into the house, laughed with a group of Tsing Yi guests and sat down beside Zheng Yan, "Spit me to death." Hiccup - this wine is as strong as you!"

"Shut up," Zheng Yan pushed the shameless young man out with his palm, and then stretched out his hand and patted the robe that the young man had touched: "Am I familiar with you, I have to cause misunderstanding." ”

"Ahh......h Okay, okay, sober, sober!" The wine spilled from the flask spilled in mid-air in a circle, completely blocking the strength of the young man opposite, and he didn't hook his shoulders and sitted on the ground, "Really, it's not interesting at all." As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the girl in the black dress, and approached Zheng Yan obscenely, "Hey, look at that young man in white who was born with a charming nature, tsk, it's really shameless! I haven't seen anyone who can make my daughter-phew!

"Sit down. ”

"Why do you care so much about me?"

"Shut up. Zheng Yan indifferently reached out and covered the mouth of the young man beside him. This relative recognized it, and I don't know if the ministers of Xiyao will go to the Yangyi Palace to abolish the prince when they hear it. Thinking about it, he withdrew the hand on His Royal Highness the Prince's face in disgust, and turned to look at the charming young man in white in the tent.

This young man was born with the appearance of a daughter, and his daughter bones, but he was a man through and through.

The physique is not unusual, but the demeanor of the girl in the black dress has diverted most of the eyes in the room, and it is speculated that the identity of the young man in white must be unusual. Frowning and thinking for half a minute, he had no clue, and Zheng Yan was a little irritable.

Thinking that the blue-robed young man just wanted to get up and go to talk, but the purple-robed young man next to him stopped him, "What?

"Let go!"

"Impossible! Bold fanatic! You actually covet my grandmother's beauty, what are your intentions!" Drawing his sword without a trace, the guests in Tsing Yi were accustomed to it, and there was no interest in the staggering, in contrast, Zheng Yan was a little thin-faced, and was a little annoyed by the long sword, and carefully looked at the serious expression of the drunken madman in front of him, and was so angry that he forcibly restrained his desire to make a move.

"Get me candy. ”

"Boudoir—good grandmother! Yes, grandmother! Grandmother obeys! I'll go!" Shadow pretended to bow half-salute without a trace, and watched the autumn dress run away like a happy man, the girl in the black dress opposite inhaled in her mouth, and looked at the young man in the light wave angrily, and the young man in white not far away looked at this curiously, and the young man in the blue robe was stupid for a while.

This look is a bit foul......

It's the Phoenix Emperor who shook all directions, and that's it.

The blue-robed young man came back to his senses, smiled at Su Yan, sat down calmly, and continued the conversation with the woman in the long skirt opposite after calming down, gentle and elegant, and his tone was calm and polite.

There are a total of forty-one forces in the world in the Southern Regions, plus the three major empires and the three popes, and there are only forty-seven major forces, and the rest of the forces and kingdoms are not imposing under the oppression of these forty-seven major forces, which is a pattern that has been formed after an unknown period of turmoil, and it is extremely difficult to move, and the so-called Holy Court and the Southern Heavenly Pavilion are only the positions deliberately left by the remaining forty-six/great forces, and the so-called "number one in the world" in the entire Southern Regions for thousands of years is only the "forty-seventh" It's just a tacit agreement, and it's almost impossible to break the balance of checks and balances.

But this turmoil has made them all feel a sense of crisis.

But that's about it.

The pride of the heavens appeared, and there were seven of them that made them look sideways, and the forty-seven major forces were all secretly making moves, each with their own bets. Obviously, the center of gravity of Lishan, Xixiao, Difu, and Meteorite Pavilion is all here, and the alluring city called Xuanyuan is stunning. And if you can make the existence of the Falling Star Pavilion cautious, it must also be one of the forty-seven congresses, so the identity of this white-clothed young man ......

Is it from a certain river in the Nine Rivers, or which shrine?

Zheng Yan frowned and thought, the Southern Regions are too big, and they can know some details if they are close, and even the Daozi elected by the forces are not known if they are far away, and the relationship between Jiujiang and Lishan is not to deal with, and the Daozi candidate is their absolute blind spot, I hope ...... Not Jiujiang's.

When the wine glass fell, the blue-robed young man seemed to smell the smell of blood, got up and saluted, and the woman in the long skirt opposite returned the salute and went out of the attic.

It's hard.

The big fish at the bottom of the river began to wag their tails, and everything was so muddy that it was difficult to distinguish, and the major forces covered and stirred each other, and no one could see the situation in the water until the last moment.

The woman in red shook her head weakly in the tent, and the girl in the black dress next to her ate the toffee in her hand and looked at the young man who was leaning on the railing outside the attic.

Starry Night, needless to say.

After all, the Falling Star Pavilion does not fight for Xuanyuan, what they want is Xuan Chan.