Oh my God

In the last second, he was still shrinking in the corner and eating grapes in obscurity, and this second, he became the target of the hundred doors of the immortal family, hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at him in unison, and he saw that Jiumu was in a hurry, and the six gods had no owner.

Jiumu naturally knows that he has a few points and a few weights, and those few three-legged cat kung fu on weekdays can be okay with a few strokes in Jiulin Buji Mountain, if he punches and kicks in this place where hundreds of immortal families gather, he must not let these people laugh to death.

If it is not very good, it will lose the face of the master, the face of Uncle Bailong, and the face of Zixia Mountain and Jiulin Bujian Mountain.

In a hurry, Jiumu Baba looked at the master and his old man, but his old man still looked leisurely and complacent, and he didn't mean to help himself excuse himself.

Uncle Bailong looked at himself during the banquet, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but in front of so many immortals, he didn't dare to come forward to stop him, as a disciple of Nanhuai Immortal Venerable, showing his talent in public, such a normal and simple trivial matter, naturally there was no reason to sweep away the interest of all immortals.

Bing Ruohan glanced lukewarmly at this side, and quickly withdrew his gaze, as if he didn't recognize her.

Even if the senior brother didn't help, he also coaxed, "Xiao Jiu, it's hard to be so gracious, you just go up and show your hands." ”

The third senior sister threw a sentence in a hurry, "Si Ming and Si Lu, the two star monarchs, invite you to come out of the ranks, what an honor are you talking about?"

The second senior brother is as plain as water, and the fourth, fifth, and sixth senior brothers all look insignificant.

When the fire burned his eyebrows, Wushuang silently grabbed Jiumu's hand that was so nervous that there was nowhere to put it, and said, "Xiao Jiu, don't be afraid, do you remember the song 'Huarong' I taught you yesterday?"

Jiumu seemed to grasp a life-saving straw and nodded desperately, "Remember." ”

Wushuang: "You take out the inner red flute, just blow this section." ”

"Just blow a 'flower face' to them? Will this work? It's too simple, isn't it? Will it be laughed at? This is not a stage?"

"If I say yes, I will do it. ”

Jiumu looked at Wushuang and still hesitated, until he saw the fluorescent autumn water in his eyes faintly filling, the lake in his eyes was colorful, the water was blue and thorough, and the waves in his heart gradually calmed down and calmed down.

She picked up the pot of wine on the stone table and drank it, and when she was bold, she took out the inner red flute, slowly stood up from the futon, and walked calmly to the middle of the banquet hall.

A slight salute, "All the immortals carry love, and Xiao Jiu is ugly." ”

Hundreds of pairs of eyes raised their eyebrows, seeing that she was wrapped in a cloud-rolled white dress, flowing like snow and moonlight, three thousand green silk leaked down, the top of her head was pulled in a cloud bun at will, and a cherry blossom hairpin was inserted in the bun, which was decorated with slender eyes, and her muscles were like congealed fat and stuffed with snow, and her eyes were full of spring water.

During the banquet, there were a few praises from time to time, "It's really a rare beauty." ”

also doubted from time to time, "Good looks may not be practical." ”

Jiumu abandons distracting thoughts, the red flute placed on the pink lips is slowly blown, and a song of 'Huarong' melodiously drifts with the waves, wisps of love rise and fall, and the plot falls and falls, making people pay for the ups and downs of the world, and the aftertaste is endless.

With the stimulation of the pot of wine just now, a strong fragrance of cherry blossoms gradually dispersed, and soon spread to every corner of the hall, teaching people to be confused and intoxicated.

A few colorful butterflies unexpectedly flew outside the hall, hanging in the air to look for them, and finally smelled the fragrance and fell, and landed on her white dress, decorated like a picture, and then a few flew in ......

Wushuang looked at it with a smile, affectionately.

Looking at His Royal Highness the Prince of the East Palace again, he was surprised for a moment, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple all passed over his face, with all five flavors, and he couldn't think of a song of 'flower appearance', which taught him to forget what the prince should look like.

Mozi was very comfortable, raised a glass of wine and drank it, and exclaimed, "Xiao Jiu is really a stunning beauty." Yuluo, glanced at Bing Ruohan beside him, and did not forget to communicate with him, "Ruohan, what do you say?"

But seeing the cold, her eyes looked at Xiao Jiu without blinking, and the light in her eyes almost pierced her.

Mozi looked at him,

"Wakahan ......"

"Ruohan?"

"Icy cold!"

Only then did Bing Ruohan hold his eyes, turned around, and immediately looked like nothing had happened, and said lightly, "What's the matter?"

Mozi pretended to be pretentious when he saw him, and smiled merryly, "Hahaha...... It's the first time I've seen you stare at a woman like that. ”

Bing Ruohan raised his long eyebrows, glanced coldly, and didn't want to argue.

Mo Zixun chased after him and asked, "You say, do you also think that Xiao Jiuguo is beautiful and fragrant?"

Bing Ruohan said coldly, "General." ”

Mo Zixun didn't give up: "Then you didn't blink your eyes just now?"

Bing Ruohan seemed to want to explain, but he didn't seem to bother to explain, and said lightly: "I, I seem to have seen this woman somewhere." ”

In his vague impression, it seems that a long, long time ago, there was such a woman in white, who played a flute for him, and also attracted colorful butterflies in the sky, but he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a fact that had happened.

In short, too familiar.

The fragrance of cherry blossoms was strong, Mozixun closed his eyes and smelled it, and teased him in his tone, "Is this cherry blossom body fragrance, where do you seem to have smelled it?"

The light in Bing Ruohan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of something, although his face was still cold, the roots of his ears were quietly fainted crimson.

That day, in the small bamboo forest under the mountain, I thought she was a man, but it turned out to be ......

Mo Zixun seemed to hit his soft, a little carried away, he leaned over with a wicked smile and reminded in a low voice, "Ruohan, your ears are red." ”

Bing Ruohan had a cluster between his eyebrows, and a cold light slashed, "Mozi Xun!"

Mozi was really angry when he found him, so he accepted it when he saw it: "Ah, okay, okay, I won't make trouble, I won't trouble you." ”

Mo Zixun was back on his futon, holding the frost in his hand, and secretly sneered in his heart, sure enough, he was still an ignorant idiot who had just started to fall in love.

The fragmentary words of the two, together with the senior brother's talk, laughter, and laughter, intermittently reached Sang Lu's ears, although they were the remnants of the words, they would put it together, but they also understood that the woman who was "the country is fragrant" and "fragrant" in their mouths was Xiao Jiu, Shicai, a nameless sourness rose from the heart and flooded......

I wanted to see her make a fool of herself, but I didn't expect her to subvert the situation, and the stars took all their eyes like the moon, stealing the limelight and taking advantage of it.

Sang Lu pinched the Liaoyuan ring on his thumb, and mocked the "carving insect skills", his eyes were not very kind, and he seemed to be resentful.

Until the end of a song "Fangrong".

But there was silence in the banquet hall.

Some immortals are still immersed in the deep rain and sad emotions and can't extricate themselves, some immortals are staring at the prince out of the corner of their eyes, seeing that the prince's face is uncertain and difficult to figure out, and they will retract the afterglow and watch the changes.

Just when Jiumu was embarrassed to think that he wanted to fool the immortals by blowing a little song so casually, and the immortals really had no one to support him, the prince took the lead in opening his mouth.

"Girl, what is the name of the tune you played just now?" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince spoke, his face was seven points excited, two points were concealed, and there was a point of heaviness that could not be concealed.

Seeing that someone was finally very interested in this song, Jiumu hurriedly replied, "Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, this song is called Fangrong." ”