"^After the birthday celebration is over, are you willing to marry me..."

This lyrics were originally an elegant and mellow song, but he had not finished singing yet. The sound of the flute suddenly rose. Xie Fengliu couldn't help but run away. The last few words were flying up like nine curves and eighteen curves, making his throat slash-

After this strange sound came out, it naturally made people in the audience burst into laughter.?

Even Ji Shenyue couldn't help laughing out loud.

As for the senior brothers who were playing horses and tree stumps on the stage, they couldn't help it. The four hooves of the horses almost stumbled on the ground. The ones who bent down and fell to the ground, while the ones who were playing stones were shaking like shaking...

Everyone thought it was Junior Brother Ninth who was playing with a treasure, and he really worked hard to entertain his relatives in Colorful Style!

Only Xie Fengliu's handsome face changed slightly under the oil color. He took a step back and gently pressed his palm on his chest.

He seemed unwilling to give up and was about to ask again. The Ziyun Sect Master sitting in his seat had already stood up and looked outside with a smile: "Since my old friend is here, why not come in? Why tease the little disciple?"

Who is coming?

Who will be called an old friend by the Sect Master Ziyun?

"On the birthday of the sect leader, Tian Lante is here to make a fuss." A clear and magnetic voice sounded, and a faint light and shadow flashed in the air, and a person appeared.

Her handsome face, a blue robe that flies like a rippling lake, and a jade flute in her palm, attracted everyone's attention as soon as it appears in the air.

Someone had called out: "The Eighth Highness!"

"Your Highness Rong Yue!"

The person coming was Rong Yuetianlan. He smiled and nodded slightly at everyone, and his eyes swept across the two of them on the stage.

Ji Shenyue and his eyes briefly met in the air. Rong Yuetianlan seemed to curl her lips slightly, and she looked very flat as if she was smiling.

Ji Shenyue's heart beat slightly, but her eyebrows frowned.

Why did he come?

In this case, did he recognize her at a glance?

Xie Fengliu also looked at Rong Yuetianlan with his eyes. When Rong Yuetianlan's eyes swept over, he looked back without hesitation.

Rong Yuetianlan's eyes looked at him were dull and sharp. Xie Fengliu had an illusion that he could see through at first glance—

Fortunately, Rong Yuetianlan's eyes swept away on him.

The immortal looked at the Master Ziyun Sect Master, and then he smiled: "The Master's birthday is really unique, and the sound of killing pigs can also come in handy!"

Others saw his smile as a light smile, but Ji Shenyue faintly heard a slight gritting teeth from his laughter.

She frowned again. Could it be that Rong Yuetianlan was mocking her and Xie Fengliu for the duet of the sound of killing a pig?

This metaphor is a bit too vicious!

This person is really an extraordinary sarcastic tongue!

She looked at Xie Fengliu again, because he sang the most lyrics, and the possibility of this pig-killing sound should be described as a relatively high.

Sure enough, Xie Fengliu looked Rong Yuetianlan at him with anger.

The Master Ziyun understood what Rong Yuetianlan's words meant invisibly. He smiled lazily and deliberately misinterpreted: "Is Rong Yuejun disliked my disciples' sings unpleasantly?"

He glanced at the guests present and sincerely sought everyone's opinions: Everyone, how did my two apprentices perform? Can you please tell me the words "The lingering sound is lingering with the four words "
Chapter completed!