A crowd followed Shang Zhi to look at the young master in Qing's clothes pointing at Yuehu's sword, and found the young master in Qing's eyes and majestic. Shang Zhi carried the index finger behind him and moved.
Sensing the dragon energy of the young master in Qingyi, Shang Zhi clasped his fists and called out.
"Congratulations to the young master, please improvise the poem with the sword!"
Qing Lang's trip to sea was originally a secret order from the Dragon Emperor Xing Jiangli, who came to monitor Yunyu and protect Ye Hui. Unexpectedly, good luck from the sky was selected, and he was difficult to refuse.
"I dare to ask what is this sword called?"
"Cold light!"
Upon hearing Shang Zhi's explanation, Qing Lang's silently said, "The ice is three feet long and cold is not a day." He lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, and finally looked up at Shang Zhi.
"The cold sword has three feet and thousands of miles of edge, and the sword is flying across the nine provinces!"
As the voice fell, Ye Hui looked around everyone and was dumbfounded. He looked up and down at Qinglang's extraordinary charm. He raised his hand and slapped his hand, and the applause led everyone to echo.
Shang Zhi captured Ye Hui's eyes with joy, turned his head and nodded at Qinglang.
"Young master is so literary. Please sit down and wait for the vote!"
Qing Langyi knew that this match was three games, so he praised the audience during the banquet and then sat down again. Shang Zhi did not delay seeing this and looked at the maid with arrows.
The maid received the gesture from Shangzhi and brought the second arrow to Ye Hui. Ye Hui took the arrow and turned his palm and crossed it to the bowstring. He tweaked his hand and released it, and the sharp arrow flew out again.
With a "bang", the second sharp weapon in the grid appeared in everyone's eyes. Unlike the sharpness of the cold lightsaber, this object is as pure and white as a silk cloth.
The crowd was puzzled by everyone and Shang Zhi held up the white veil and asked the maid to send it to Yuehu's hand. Yuehu's white veil was smeared with white veil, and his eyes, which were covered by the cloth, moved.
She always wanted to ask Ye Hui for this thing, but now she can take this opportunity to try it out. The moon fox smiled brightly in her thoughts, which caused everyone to have a song of music.
The moon fox waved his strength and wrapped his silk around the moon fox's arms. The moon fox's internal force poured in. The silk instantly turned fresh, as thin as a cicada's wing, like the sunlight falling on the sea, shimmering.
The dazzling glory reflects the beautiful dance of the moon fox. When it waves, collects and throws, the shadows after the silk tail bring stars, flashing in the air, surrounding the moon fox as beautiful as it is.
The music of the guests present feasted their eyes and the music fell. The moon fox threw away the silk in his hand and slowly fell to the table of the only woman in white sitting on the mat under the gaze. The woman in white found that the silk was so beautiful, and turned to look
To the merchant branch.
"This baby is so beautiful! I don't know what it's called?"
"The dead trees meet spring!"
With one word and four words, the woman in white thought of the simplicity and unpretentiousness when she came out of the closet with silk, and then the stunning beauty of being danced by the moon fox, without any praise.
"Who knows how to name it!"
Shang Zhi looked at Ye Hui when he heard this. Seeing Ye Hui raised his eyebrows, he responded to the woman in white.
"Of course it's my lord!"
The woman in white looked at Ye Hui's hideous face as rumored, and subconsciously frowned. She was Mu Qinghua, the eldest daughter of the King Diao, the Lord of the Mountains and Seas.
I used to hear the Nanchuan Ape Tribe and Shanhai Saint Lord Shankui mentioned Ye Hui, and I became more and more curious. Now, when I heard about the moon banquet on Tianshui, I came to see the Diao King hide it.
Just to see how naughty Ye Hui was, Mu Qinghua looked at Ye Hui's lazy and casual chair collapsed, but a different feeling came to her heart.
"I didn't expect you could get this one too!"
The words were incredible, and everyone on the table was laughing faintly, Ye Hui curled his lips and smiled.
"Can't it?"
Asked back, Mu Qinghua looked at Ye Hui's eyes and his mind flashed. He felt that the purple light in his eyes was like a vast galaxy. He glanced at him and looked over and melted the sun and the moon, completely covering his hideous face.
The more Mu Qinghua looked at Ye Hui, the more immersed it in it, until Shang Zhi covered her lips and coughed. Mu Qinghua suddenly woke up. When she saw everyone staring at her, Mu Qinghua's pretty face turned red and she raised her head to Ye Hui and said unwilling to be outdone.
"No! I... I'm just surprised how you, the ugly playboy who is famous in Jiuzhou, got this name!"
He could smell Mu Qinghua and hide his eyes and smile.
"Since such a beautiful woman can write a poem, will it surprise me?"
Ye Hui captured the real body of a ferret hidden in a human form, and thought that Shanhai Beichuan Sable King and Nanchuan Apemen were eyeing Shanhu's father Jun Shanhai Shengzhu Shankui, and the tone changed.
"If a beauty can convince me, I don't have to vote. I will give this silk to you!"
After saying that, Ye Hui raised his lips and smiled. Seeing Mu Qinghua's heart thumped, he turned to look at the moon fox who was so angry that he took off the cloth. Yue Hu glared at Ye Hui with his eyes slanted.
Ye Hui smiled suddenly, and he lowered his head and pretended not to see him. This made Mu Qinghua frown. He looked back and saw the moon fox in his eyes and jealousy in his eyes. He slutted red lips in dissatisfaction.
"It is said that when you look at things and write poems, Mrs. Lao gave me a silk cloth and watched it carefully and enjoyed it."
Although Mu Qinghua didn't want to pretend to be polite to Yuehu during his words, he knew that courtesy should not be abolished, not to mention that he was still in public, so he asked again.
"I don't know if it's possible?"
Yuehu glanced at Ye Hui again when he heard this. Seeing that Ye Hui was silent, he bit his silver teeth and turned around to hold back his anger and handed the silk to Mu Qinghua.
"please!"
Mu Qinghua was unwilling to see last moon fox, so she looked at Ye Hui and secretly glanced at her gaze. She was so happy that she raised her hand and gently stroked the silk. She felt the shimmering light on the silk and her red lips opened lightly.
"There are thousands of powerful tools in the world, like cold wood and spring flowers, each with its own advantages, so it is better..."
Halfway through the conversation, Mu Qinghua looked at Ye Hui.
"The clouds make the rainbow clothes and make the box, and you will beautify the beauty of your eyes"
The old saying goes, "Women are to please themselves," like "the gauze is refreshed for their master", which not only expresses the renewed strength of the silk cloth, but also does not lose the hint of Ye Hui.
With a pun, everyone on the table held their breath and looked at Ye Hui. Ye Hui paused his arms with a cup and raised his eyes and was angry in the eyes of the last moon fox.
With eyes facing each other, Ye Hui looked for Mu Qinghua, who was smiling like a peach and plum behind the moon fox, and felt that the combination of these two women was even more mentally impactful than the fourth brother's surprise.
Of course, no matter how much he thinks about it, Ye Huixin has plans, so he will naturally not give up the opportunity to intervene in the Beichuan mian clan for Yuehu. At worst, he will make a special shawl for Yuehu afterwards.
Having thoughts reached this point, Ye Hui put down his wine glass and raised his fingers and pointed his chin.
"As the saying goes, the makeup of the youth is your face, the sun is the morning, the moon is the evening, and the morning is the evening..."
At the same time, Ye Hui stopped his fingertips and looked back at Mu Qinghua's corners of his mouth.
"It's really wonderful to beauties use humans to imitate objects!"
The non-existent response in the words made Mu Qinghua subconsciously hold the silk in his hand tightly as he thought of what Ye Hui said, "You are for the day and night."
"That sir..."
"You are doing what you say, this dead tree returns to the beauty when spring comes!"
After a word settled, Mu Qinghua looked at last Yuehu with unwillingness and deliberately provoked.
"The Lord's words: the sun and the moon are falling, and the clouds are remembered!"
Sure enough, when Yuehu heard Mu Qinghua's name, his clenched fists were about to lift them up. Ye Hui took the opportunity to cough, and Shang Zhi quickly drank it.