Yong'an was wearing a cloud-patterned halo shirt, with a light and graceful figure. She held a sharp sword in her hand and performed a sharp sword dance. Then she raised her hand and transformed, and the long sword instantly turned into a long sword glowing with golden light. With her bow, she raised her body and shot a few arrows into the distant sky, passing by several extremely dazzling lights.
Everyone immediately cheered and praised him.
"Is this a magic weapon, the Sun-Chasing God's Bow? I'm so lucky to be here today. I'm here to take a few glances. The Great Emperor of the Demon Clan, Ji, is really both civilized and military, and her country is beautiful and fragrant."
"Yes, yes, this kind of woman is really a perfect match for His Highness the Second Highness of the God Clan."
After hearing what he said, Chang Le was not happy again. He could just praise his sister for her beauty. Why would he bring His Highness with him?
Just as she was angry, Changle suddenly heard an exclamation from the crowd. She looked up and her heart trembled.
Yong'an originally stood on the arbor of the altar, but unexpectedly the thousand-year-old arbor broke somehow. She stepped on the air and fell straight towards the platform. Changle jumped up without even thinking, trying to catch her. However, a white figure quickly passed by, one step faster than her, and firmly caught Yong'an who had fallen off the altar in his arms. Changle was stunned for a moment, stopped his movements, and after his feet landed on the ground, she Subconsciously, he raised his eyes to see who it was. Unexpectedly, he saw a very familiar face. It was none other than His Highness Xi Heng, the Third Highness of the Divine Clan, who played the piano in the previous performance.
Changle was surprised, because after Yongan stood firm, he smiled very shyly and gently towards Xiheng, and seemed to say thank you. The two were like old friends, very familiar. After waiting for a while, Yongan walked towards Changle Came over.
"Sister!" Changle also ran towards her, checked her up and down, and said in a muffled voice, "Why aren't you more careful? You're worrying me to death."
Yong'an comforted him: "Alamo, you have to worry, my sister is fine."
Changle glanced at Xi Heng who was not far away, and said to Yong'an: "Sister, do you recognize him?"
Yong'an lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "Ale, why are you asking this? His Highness the Third Highness has met me once. To be precise, he saved me once, and today is the second time."
Changle looked at Xi Heng's feathers and fell into deep thought. After a long time, she came to a conclusion: "This peacock is a good peacock."
Yong'an was about to tell her not to talk nonsense, but Xi Heng had already walked in front of her. The two looked at each other and smiled, but Chang Le felt that Xi Heng's smile meant something unclear and couldn't help but be confused. At this time, Xi Heng bowed to Chang Le and said gently : "This must be Ji Changle, the little emperor of the demon clan. The little god is being very polite."
"Be courteous," Chang Le waved his hand towards him and hummed, "Since you saved my sister, you are doing me a favor. Since you are my sister's friend, you are also my friend."
Hearing this, Xi Heng was not surprised at all. He even had a friendlier expression on his face and chuckled, "Little Diji is indeed bold and forthright. I wonder if the little god is lucky enough to be with you?" How about making a friend?"
Changle looked her up and down and took Yongan's hand: "I recognize you as my friend."
The three of them gathered together and drank fruit wine.
Chang Le drunkenly held up a cup of fruit juice and raised his hand in front of Xi Heng: "Speaking of which, why are the temperaments of your three highnesses from the God Clan so different? That Songyu... really doesn't know what's good or bad. My sister is so good, why should I?" I don’t want my sister to marry him... Although I don’t recognize Jiang Wuye, I don’t want to marry him either! Hello again, Peacock, I like people with your temperament!"
Yong'an lost countenance and wanted to tell her not to talk nonsense, but Xi Heng raised his hand to show that there was no need to be formal and smiled cheerfully: "That's what Changle said! The little god thinks that life is short, why not live for yourself? If you are connected with your beloved,
If people don’t have the right to stay together for life, then what’s the point?!”
"Peacock!" Chang Leji stood up, stepped on the stone bench where he was sitting, slapped his palm on the table, and said bitterly, "You are right! I agree with you! I have decided, I
If you don’t get married, what kind of bullshit are you doing? Why should I marry someone I’ve never even met?” She turned to look at Yong’an who looked horrified, and said sincerely: “Sister, you want to be like me and Hua Peacock?”
If you have no determination, how can you compromise yourself to help others? Don’t give up your own happiness for the sake of so-called righteousness!”
Yong'an felt confused. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say. While she was hesitating, her eyes rested on a man in brocade clothes who left the scene angrily.
Suddenly, the confusion in her eyes deepened.
Changle understood clearly. The person leaving was none other than His Highness Songyu, the Second Highness of the Divine Clan, who was engaged to his sister but did not want to marry her.
Chang Le felt depressed again. She sat down depressedly, and suddenly she felt something soft on her feet. When she lowered her head, she saw that Xiao Bai had come over, and it was rubbing Chang Le's ankle softly.
Move gently and carefully.
Changle leaned over, picked it up, held it in his arms, and called its name affectionately. Yongan was not surprised, but because everyone knew the taboos of cat monsters, he was eager to explain to Xi Heng: "Your Highness, please don't
Please misunderstand, A Le is playful and naughty by nature, and he has a cat demon."
Xi Heng was not surprised at all. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Chang Le, revealing crescent-shaped eyebrows. He curved his lips and said, "No problem, just keep a pet."
Yong'an breathed a sigh of relief, thinking about what Chang Le said and did today, he really didn't even care about the face of the Demon Clan Emperor Ji.
Changle picked up Xiaobai and said to Xi Heng excitedly: "Peacock! Let me introduce to you, this is my good boy, his name is Xiaobai."
Xiaobai barked a few times ferociously, appearing unfriendly.
At this time, a man in brocade clothes appeared. He had a majestic body and a dignified appearance. His eyes shot up to the cold stars, and his eyebrows were as thick as paint. His chest was broad, and he had an aura that was difficult to defeat. His words were majestic, and his ambitions were as high as those of thousands of feet.
He is bold and bold, like a lion that shakes the sky descending from the clouds. His bones are strong and his muscles are as strong as a wild animal shaking the earth. He is like a devil descending from the sky. He is really a God of Tai Sui in the world. His clothes and hair are white and black, and his clothes and hair are flowing and elegant, and they are not tied up.
, fluttering slightly, setting off the figure hanging in mid-air, as if a god had descended into the world. There was a faint flow of luster on his skin, and a thousand kinds of glazed light flashed in his eyes. His appearance was picturesque, so beautiful that it didn't look like anything at all.
The real person’s appearance and demeanor have simply surpassed all human beauty. He just wore a white robe casually, thinking that even an angel would never be more beautiful than him. This kind of transcendent man and woman transcends
Her worldly beauty can no longer be described in words. Her ice-blue eyes are passionate and indifferent, her nose is straight, she is dressed in a blue brocade robe, holding a white folding fan in her hand, and a belt around her waist.
He has a golden belt, a pair of black boots on his legs, and a piece of jade the size of an egg on the back of the boots. His martial arts are unfathomable, gentle and elegant, he is the best interpretation of perfection. In addition, the whole person exudes a charming aura of a king, which makes people feel
I couldn't bear to look away from his face. He was so beautiful that he seemed to blur male and female. His charming face showed a kind of casual maturity. Cherry blossoms inadvertently surrounded him and fell on his hairpin from time to time.
Such beauty cannot be described in words. His slender eyebrows, tall nose bridge, slender jaw, and a pair of eyes as bright as diamonds, which sometimes shine with a look of disdain, make him look...
Like a arrogant Persian cat, his beautiful pink thin lips were slightly raised, giving him a bit of arrogance. All the facial features formed a perfect look on his face. He was dressed in high-end designer clothes, wrapped in slender but not
The masculine body and the arrogant look that didn't take anyone seriously were particularly noticeable in the crowd. Several gongs were played outside the window, disturbing Chang Le's dream of ascending. She pulled away from her dream and raised her hand to cover it up.
The dazzling morning light made me yawn a few times.
The demon tribe is holding a banquet again. It is said that the second highness of the divine tribe has come to offer an invitation. The formation is quite majestic.
Chang Le's originally chaotic mind suddenly became clear. His Highness the Second Highness of the God Clan, Song Yu, Xia Pin, Sister...
She quickly got out of bed and ran towards the main hall.
When he arrived, the door was packed with guests and the seats were packed. Changle Mao walked behind the door and was about to look for Yong'an's figure. Suddenly he saw a drama being performed on the altar. It was a painful drama that made people cry. Only the altar was visible.
The woman above was filled with tears and looked at the man going away with a despairing heart. For a long time, she could not get away.
Changle couldn't help but be stunned. There was such a playbook. He was so moved. He was amazed and started watching it with relish. After finishing one play, he felt that he still had more to say. At this time, the next play came.
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I saw a man in brocade clothes holding a harp in his arms, leaping onto the altar. He was a man with an excellent figure, majestic and dignified appearance, and his whole person looked gentle and graceful, giving people a sense of beauty like a spring breeze.
It is really like Luo Shen coming to the world, as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and fluttering like snow in the flowing wind, looking at it from a distance. The bright sun is like the morning glow. The body is majestic, the appearance is majestic. A pair of eyes shoots at the cold stars, two curves
The eyebrows are as thick as paint, the chest is broad, and there is a majesty that is difficult to defeat. The words are majestic, and the ambition is soaring thousands of feet. The heart is bold and bold, like a lion that shakes the sky descending from the clouds. The bones are strong and the muscles are strong, like a wild animal shaking the ground.
Above. Like a demon descending from the sky, he is really a god of Tai Sui on earth. He is dressed in white and has black hair. Both his clothes and hair are flowing and elegant, not tied up or tied, but slightly fluttering. Against the figure hanging in mid-air, it is as if a god has descended into the world. His skin
There was a faint luster flowing on his face, and a thousand kinds of glazed light flashed in his eyes. His appearance was picturesque, so beautiful that he didn't look like a real person at all. This kind of appearance and this kind of demeanor have simply surpassed all human beauty. He just
Wearing a white robe casually, I feel that even an angel will never be more beautiful than him. This kind of transcendent man and woman, transcending the beauty of the world, can no longer be described in words. His ice-blue eyes are passionate
He is cold and indifferent, with a tall nose, a blue brocade robe, a white folding fan in his hand, a golden belt around his waist, a pair of black boots on his legs, and a piece of jade the size of an egg on the back of the boots. His martial arts skills are unfathomable.
, gentle and elegant, he is the best interpretation of perfection. In addition, the whole person exudes a charming kingly aura, which makes people reluctant to take their eyes away from his face. This chapter has been completed!