The sky is clear, the breeze is gentle, and the noisy bazaar is full of people, and there are human customs everywhere. The street stalls are often shouting, jewelry, kites, masks, handicrafts, and ...... Bun.

"Sell steamed buns, hot steamed buns~" "Boss, bring me ten." ”

Hearing the shouting of the steamed bun shop, two hurried figures walked through the crowd and went straight to a steamed bun stall with smoke on a steamer not far away.

The owner of the steamed bun shop looked at the two salivating customers in front of him, and felt uneasy in his heart, this look was clearly a little beggar who had no money after he hadn't eaten for many days. He carefully looked at the two in front of him, the official was dressed in formal clothes, his hair was tied cleanly, he was two exquisite sons, and the fabric of the clothes was not a vulgar thing at first glance. The boy in light green clothes on the left exudes a cold temperament all over his body, his aura is extraordinary, and he is very delicate, Rao is the son in lilac clothes on the right, although he is not as good as the son of Fang Cai, but it can also be seen that he must be a person who has read books, and the two young masters who are at least a big family, how can they be little beggars. But what made him even more sluggish was how the young master of this big family could be so interested in this bun.

He shook his head, put aside the strange thoughts in his mind, and handed the bag in his hand to the temperamental son in front of him with a smile on his face, and said with a sneer, "It's a total of ten cents, son, take it." ”

The boy took the bun, and then put a silver ingot in the boss's hand, and a faint smile rose on the corner of his mouth, "No need to look for it." After speaking, he turned and left with his friend.

"This, this, there are too many children......" Before the owner of the small shop caught up, they had already walked far away and disappeared. The buns were fragrant, and they couldn't help but lose their posture and wanted to attack them, but the man in green who had a cold temperament in the eyes of others was the first to pick up the buns and eat them, and handed the rest to his friends beside him.

There are all kinds of colors in the bazaar, the storytelling in the inn spreads far away, and the music of the dancing girl ripples in the bazaar, the son thought about it, and pulled his friends next to him to a gorgeously decorated restaurant, "Xiaoxian, take it, let's go listen to the book and watch the play." ”

With a "snap", the wood fell open. "Last time, we talked about the Nine Heavens of the Protoss, this time, let's talk about it in detail. Wild history road, in ancient times, among the three mountains and ten continents, there lived a hidden god monarch, the legend records that this god monarch danced like a shock, poured the world's face, and was in charge of the lifeblood of the six worlds, but the personality is special, often the phoenix tail Xiangluo is thinly dressed, and the night comes to embroider hibiscus......"

Listening to the storyteller's storytelling, the story of the interpretation began and fell, in a wing room in the corner of the second floor of the restaurant, the two sons leaned on the railing to listen to the storyteller below, watching the drama under the stage, the more they watched, the more interested they became.

The storyteller depicted a lifelike one, and the one that acted in place made the son, who was called Xiaoxian, sigh, "There are so many things interesting in this world." Eh, this bun is also excellent, Your Highness Zhiqing, I finally understand why you always want to go down to earth. ”

Zhiqing didn't answer, just looked at the scene in front of him with interest.

The guests downstairs were all drinking wine and meat, and the main table of the guests seemed to be sitting an unusual guest, who was dressed in a dark red embroidered gold robe, and the fish embroidery on the clothes was so delicate that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Eh, Your Highness Zhiqing, the little god thinks, why does this storyteller talk about this god monarch more and more like you?"

Xiaoxian originally listened to the book very energetically, but now the more he listens, the more wrong it is, this god monarch of the three mountains and ten continents, isn't it the special personality next to him, His Royal Highness Zhiqing, who thinks about traveling all day long?

Hearing this, Zhiqing arc froze for a while, and listened carefully to the content of the story. Then he waved his hand and said with a smile, "These three mountains and ten continents are too pompous. How can I be like this? Look at you, the girl on the stage, how can I be half a lovely person, I can't compare with it. ”

"Really?" Xiao Xian smiled, took out a wooden book from his bosom, and flipped through it on the wine table next to him, "I think His Highness underestimated his appearance. Oops, Ben Gongzi is still reading a book on the side. ”

Since it is the story of Zhiqing Shenjun, he can't listen to it anymore, after all, this story is always a little different from reality. The gods of the three mountains and ten continents recorded in the history books have vast powers and boundless mana, but who knows that the gods and monarchs with boundless mana in this book are actually just a playful child. The great deeds and heroic spirit of his friends still can't be heard too much, otherwise, as a close friend of this divine monarch, he is afraid that he will not be able to control himself from laughing.

"Hey, little fairy, come and see the person below. ”

Within a few minutes, Xiao Xian was interrupted by His Highness beside him, and was beckoned to go over to see some novelty, he walked to the railing in surprise and asked, "What's the matter?"

Immediately, he lowered his head and glanced at the crowd below, Rao is Zhiqing didn't say anything, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the man in dark red clothes in the center of the crowd. That person's sense of existence is higher than the beauty on the stage. "Xiaoxian, you can tell me quickly, this person's clothes are also at the level of a prince. ”

Zhiqing turned her face slightly, and following her gaze, she knew that Xiaoxian saw the person she should see, and asked with interest, "How can this person in the world be so good-looking." "Although this person can only see the back of his head, but this temperament is really not simple, there are really not many people who can wear embroidered gold clothes in the world, the workmanship is very fine, the design is exquisite, plus the attendants around him, the people in the restaurant are respectful to him, this is at least a knighted level.

"Definitely. Your Highness doesn't know that in this country in the world, the person who can wear embroidered goldfish and dragon must be a famous person in his country. Xiaoxian nodded approvingly and added.

"Then look at the table next door. Zhiqing smiled, leading Xiaoxian to look at the dark purple robed figure at the next table, with a smile on his eyebrows. Seeing the appearance of that person, she was really a little surprised.

"This person next door, which immortal must be descending to earth, although this immortal has collected most of the immortal energy, we can still see it. But how can it be so familiar? It seems to be our old acquaintance. Xiao Xian hesitated for a moment and said slowly. The main thing is that the temperament of this person at the bottom is really not like an ordinary mortal. Ground floor lobby. The purple-clothed guest was a little uncomfortable by the sight upstairs, glanced around, but didn't find anything unusual, the attendant next to him quietly leaned into his ear, and reported: "Report to Shangjun, the second floor wing room Zhiqing Shenjun and Xiaoxian Shangshen are invited." ”

I don't know when the invitation was issued, when Xiao Xian didn't pay attention, Zhiqing had already given instructions to the attendant of the immortal below, and when the immortal turned his head slightly, she already recognized it.

"Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian, you can't recognize your old friend, it's really a miracle. Zhiqing patted Xiaoxian's shoulder meaningfully, then walked to the dining table, picked up the teacup on the table and poured a cup of tea, and said with a joke: "You can't recognize Si Yan's face, you can't do it, it's really not good." ”

The little fairy boy smiled lightly, smiled at Zhiqing's words without saying a word, but also sat down, picked up the teacup, and raised it to his chest......