"Fangrong, Fangrong...... Fang Rong ...... "In front of everyone's eyes, the corners of the prince's mouth trembled, and he trembled again, and his eyelids were retracted, and they were retracted.

He couldn't help but glance at Wushuang, and had to quickly withdraw his gaze, as if there was pity and love hidden in that gaze that could be caught and speculated at any time, as if this hidden emotion should not exist.

After a while, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled slowly and said,

"This song is very good. ”

The word "good" fell to the ground, like a firecracker waiting for a fire to ignite, and the immortals clapped their hands again and again and shouted "good"!

Jiumu was really taken aback, the immortals are really interested, the prince said that it is good, as for whether he is really so good at blowing, it seems that it is not so important at this time.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was happy, and everyone was naturally happy.

Anyway, he finally escaped without embarrassing his master and uncle.

Kuki obediently returned to his seat in a relaxed manner, eager to express his gratitude to Wushuang.

"Senior mortal brother, your trick really works, are you sure that the prince likes to listen to small songs?"

The corners of Wushuang's mouth barely squeezed, but it was as ugly as crying, and he said in a deep voice, "The Venerable is naturally elegant, the noble is naturally luxurious, and the negative person is naturally guilty, which is nothing more than self-blame for making ......trouble." ”

Jiumu touched his head and didn't understand what he meant, this Wen Zou Zou himself was not good at playing with him, so he abandoned this topic, and the stars changed, and said,

"The colorful butterfly just now, the mortal senior brother thought very thoughtfully. ”

Wushuang raised his eyebrows and was stunned for a moment, "That colorful butterfly, didn't you recruit it yourself?"

Jiumu was suddenly confused, just now he was only nervous, where did he still have the heart to attract bees and butterflies?

"Senior Brother Mortal, if it's not you, who could it be?"

Wushuang lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "I don't know." ”

Jiumu wondered, the mortal senior brother said that he didn't recruit the butterfly, nor did he recruit himself, so who would be the person who brought the colorful butterfly to cheer him?

This is a big Zixia Mountain, who else would be so concerned about themselves?

After a while, Jiumu slapped his head, and suddenly his mouth suddenly opened, "It's that bird!"

Wushuang: "What bird?"

"Canary Skylark!"

"Oh......" Wushuang suddenly remembered that the golden lark was the bird she gave to her master as a meeting gift on the day of her apprenticeship, "I didn't expect this bird to have a heart." ”

"Heh......" Jiumu instantly became happy like a child, "The lark, a dead bird, is obviously angry, and he doesn't come to me, and if he doesn't come to me, forget it, what kind of generosity, do good deeds without leaving a name, what...... , and I owe it a favor again. ”

His mouth twisted and said that he owed the bird a favor, but his heart was at ease.

In fact, looking at the vegetable garden, it is a little smaller, and the face is a little thinner, and there is nothing wrong with it, and the vulture soldiers and parrots under it will still respect it as big, rushing to help it work all day long and even take turns on errands, and it, always flying to the dining room to get some delicious and delicious treats to treat them, the guys in the dining room know that it is the bird of the Xianzun family, although it does not dare to say more than half a word no matter how much it takes.

And the rest of the time, it just has to bend his legs to the point and finish the errand.

In the past two days, this small day has passed more comfortably than the usual dodging from this mountain cat to that mountain, thinking about the Fa by throwing flowers and grass.

It wasn't until the eagle soldier parrot under its command brought it the gossip that "Jiumu was being bullied by the immortals at the banquet", and it immediately couldn't sit still.

How can you be so useless and deceived by others?

Fly to take a look, where is the bullying of the immortals, it is clear that the immortals look up to her, let her show her hands, this is good-looking, how can she come to be unique? But a few donkey rolling fists and feet, not on the table at all, these hundreds of pairs of eyes look at her, see what she should do?

The canary lark cat is holding its belly outside the window and waiting to watch the excitement.

I didn't look at the excitement, but I saw that she didn't know where to learn a little song, and the immortals were fascinated, and the golden lark was so boring.

Take a closer look at her wearing a white dress today, standing there playing a flute, just like her mother, just a few colorful butterflies around.

That's it, my canary has always been generous.

So, the golden lark immediately summoned its vultures and parrots, and got a few colorful butterflies to come to the show.

This is the fulfillment of this miracle.

Halfway through the banquet, the prince quietly left the venue because he was busy with business, and the immortals didn't have to be like just now for fear of losing their manners in front of the prince.

The wine was strong and happy, and the chips were staggered, all of them were red-faced, and a few of them were making fist orders.

There is also a beautiful Xian'e, taking advantage of the fact that everyone is drunk and drunk and it is not easy to notice, she slipped out from one side with courage, and quietly walked in front of Bing Ruohan, shyly twisted and handed over a pink note, and then raised her eyes to take a look at him, and then "poof" crawled up with a slight flush on her face, and another expression that was enough for this life slipped away stupidly.

With the experience of this Xian'e, those who have a thief's heart but not a thief's guts, all of them are tickled and numb, and they are all ready to move at the moment, so one, two, three, one after another, all came with red faces, red faces.

Jiumu looked at it with relish, and was thinking about which Xian'e would be favored by the little uncle, but he had no intention of seeing the third senior sister looking at those Xian'e with unkind eyes.

The third senior sister is really powerful, the immortals were glared at by her, and a few timid people left in a daze.

Beyond the sight of the third senior sister, I looked over there again, and saw that on the stone table of Bing Ruohan, there was already a thick stack of pink letters, and even peiyu, sachets, and purses, everything, which was terrifying in the peach blossom source.

Even the senior brother was affected by this pink, and when Xian'e came to offer flattery, the senior brother smiled at that Xian'e, and laughed until the Xian'e was so fierce that he refused to give up.

And if the ice is cold, it still looks like your heart is like red iron, and it is difficult to dissolve my three-foot cold iron that can't be moved.

Jiu Mu Leng touched the back of his head, these immortals flocked to the little uncle and senior brother like a fire, how could they not see half of them pounce on the mortal senior brother?

Jiumu took a closer look at Wushuang again, he had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a slender figure, and he was also very handsome.

It doesn't make sense

This unreasonable question was too heavy, and Jiu Mu couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother mortal, why did those immortals leak out of you?" ”

Wushuang was choked again, took a breath, looked at her peerless beauty, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "You are by my side, they don't dare." ”

Jiumu paused, "What do you want me to sit next to you, they don't dare?"

Could it be that I sat next to you, and became a god of disaster suppression?

Jiumu touched his face, and he felt that his little appearance was also appropriate, and it was not very reasonable to be a disaster god.

Jiu Mu suddenly felt that the mortal senior brother had something to say, and he was about to ask, but he saw Wushuang taking a pot of tea and tasting it carefully, as if he didn't want to give her a chance to ask again.