"I didn't say I wasn't, so why should this senior be so surprised?"
With a smile on his face, Bailian slowly walked into the hall, as if he knew his identity and did not look for his place among the tables.
Instead, he knelt down in the palace and bowed to the saint empress. His attitude was correct and he said warmly: "I have met the empress."
Immortal Changle's face turned a little green.
For example, when Balian broke into Zhongtian Palace for the first time, he was forced to do so by the female officer Qingxuan, but it could also be said that he was an unexpected visitor.
But what's going on right now? It's obvious that he was summoned by the empress to arrange for them to sit down and have a drink together.
They have been hiding from the world for many years, and now that they are out of the mountains, they have a feast with the corpse demon, which is the most notorious among the six realms.
Even if others don't talk about it and just look down at them, my luck will probably be in trouble for a few years in the future.
So the empress wants to officially give this corpse demon a ‘title’ in front of everyone?
"Mother..." Immortal Changle finally couldn't help but want to speak out.
But Cang Nanyi said loudly: "It was still Nanyi who was summoned just now. Why did he become so unfamiliar in just one word and wake up the empress? Is it because I want to win a fight but can't get it?"
Although his tone was flat and without any fluctuation, neither coquettishness nor anger, and he looked gentle and gentle when he smiled, his eyes were deep and peaceful without any waves.
But there is no doubt that the content in these words is ‘flirting’?!!!
Long live!
Could it be that the empress had lost her body to some spirit?
He is the youngest son of the father-emperor, the emperor Chenghuang of the current generation, and the real husband of the empress. In all these years, when have they ever heard him dare to call her Nanyi?!
This proton corpse demon is really bold, yet in such a dignified public place, the queen's nickname comes out of her mouth.
She didn't feel any guilt at all?!!!
The old immortal Lianyue Dao Zun was deep and sensitive. Suddenly, in this calm atmosphere, he felt an indescribable sense of tension.
His lips moved, thinking that he had eaten enough to hold on today, and he actually came to join in the fun...
And Bai Lian, who was above the main hall, did not get up after kneeling down. His eyes were lowered and the expression on his face was unclear. Although he was speechless, his attitude seemed to be respectful and humble.
Grandma Wushan was still immersed in the shock of the sound of "Nanyi".
But seeing Balian being intimidated after just a few words, and obediently putting away his sharp edge and becoming as docile as an ordinary pet, he couldn't help but feel very bored.
Although her Kun'er, Fan'er is just an ordinary person, he has nourished her spirit and made her proud.
Although he bowed his head and smiled in front of her, he never bowed down. He loved her far more than respected her and feared her.
Raising gadgets also requires skills and methods. Perhaps in the eyes of these self-proclaimed elegant immortals, she is just raising them for temporary pleasure, while Kun'er and Fan'er are just serving others with sex.
Of course, there are many types of erotic waiters: groveling, flattering and flattering, which is really boring, but you have to be like her Kun'er and Fan'er, who are good-looking, and have a little temper that is just right to please, but can be willful and willful.
Awe, but also lost a lot of fun.
Look at this little corpse demon again. I thought he had the skin of a pure immortal, but inside is the corpse demon's cold-blooded murderous heart. It's like a wolf in a cute and good-looking sheep's clothing. It must have a contrasting feeling of conquest.
Being a servant to the emperor is also very interesting.
But he never thought that he was actually a blood wolf with its fangs removed, put in shackles, and domesticated to this point.
It is true that they have lost the reputation of the fallen corpse demon royal family.
Seeing Bai Lian kneeling in the hall with his head bowed and silent, Cang Nanyi was also surprised. He was usually very sharp-tongued, but today he just said a word to him, so how could he become so helpless and mute?
It’s hard to say whether I’m disappointed or not.
As the Lord of Kunlun God, Cang Nanyi would not pay as much attention to the spirit of contract as Qing Xuan. She would not put all her wishes on a junior.
Therefore, it actually doesn't matter to her whether this kind of drama is done perfectly or not.
Looking at Balian again, he didn't even change the clothes she asked Qing Shui to prepare. It was obvious that in the public view today, his attitude towards Grandma Wushan's provocation was that he didn't want to be too aggressive.
Others only knew that this boy's cultivation was sealed by the moonlight lock of the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan, and he had no strength to bind a chicken. Even any Immortal Guard in the mountain could easily knock him down, so he was so restrained and docile.
I think it was Grandma Wushan who was thinking the same thing.
But Cang Nanyi knew that if this guy did his duty honestly, it must be because he wanted to do so, and it had nothing to do with various external factors.
Not long ago, this little guy was rubbing her knees unscrupulously. She didn't believe that just one word could intimidate him into such a restrained look.
No matter what this little guy's plan is, now he can be regarded as a servant in his palace.
Others hadn't even started to make things difficult for him, but it seemed inappropriate for her to keep him kneeling.
Cang Nanyi nodded slightly, supported his cheek with one hand, and said calmly: "Since it is a banquet, there is no need to behave like this, why don't you get up first?"
"Yes." As if he was waiting for the Queen's order before he dared to stand up, he stretched out his clothes and stood up slowly.
Grandma Wushan looked at Balian with a sneer in her eyes, and her old voice was even more sharp and mean: "Kunlun people say this is a banquet, everyone else has already been seated, it's okay for you to be late, why are you standing there like this?
It looks like a wooden pile, why don’t you find a seat quickly?”
The seemingly kind reminder made the two young men serving beside her couldn't help but cover their lips and chuckle.
The world is divided into three, six, and nine levels, and the order and level are clearly stated. The more solemn and holy the place is, the more obvious the rules of high and low levels are.
It looks like a casual banquet, but the seats are very particular.
Grandma Wushan took advantage of her old age and was shameless. She chose a high-level seat and took the seats with two mortals around her in a dignified manner. She was very proud of herself.
But this is also the reason why many immortals in the palace are secretly dissatisfied.
But no matter how dishonorable Wushan's grandmother's conduct is, she was after all a veteran hero of the war between immortals and demons. She had hard work even if she didn't have any merit.
Considering their status as former emperor father's subordinates, they could not continue to be aggressive.
But Balian is different. Just because of his status as a corpse demon king, to the immortal world, he is a very evil and unforgivable existence.
It would be a great shame to sit at the same table with him.
As for this seat, the immortals from all sides weighed it carefully before choosing a seat that suited them.
There is something good to watch now.
Just now I saw the attitude of the empress. Although for some reason, it was true that she had accepted this boy as the chief servant in the palace, she did not seem to be interested in him. It was even less likely that she would be as obsessed as Wushan's grandma and protect her without any bottom line.
he.
In this case, wherever this kid sits is a huge taboo.
Even the position of guarding the center is very inappropriate.
There are not many immortals in the palace, and precisely because there are not many, all of them are extraordinary people with high status. If you randomly pick one of them and settle down in the mortal world, he will be a peak powerhouse.
Who wants to live under a corpse demon who has done the most evil things?
And if this corpse demon honestly chooses the last seat in the palace, although it can avoid most of the trouble, it will really be a loss to the empress's face.
He and the two mortal youths were both servants of the king. One of them sat at the upper table, but he chose the lower table. Not to mention useless, today he asked Grandma Wushan to suppress the empress.
After going back like this, how dare he continue to stay in this Wangchen Palace?
Such a simple and easy-to-understand truth can even be understood by Zi Wuwei, who is indifferent and loyal in Zhongtian Palace. This corpse demon was summoned today and behaved in such a useless and useless way. It was a loss of face for the empress.
The coldness on the faces of those Ziwu guards, who stand indifferently like sculptures and hold swords in their hands like stone statues of divine soldiers all the year round, is even worse.
Among them, Shi Mian, the leader of the Ziwu Guard Palace, who was wearing black gold armor, had a particularly ugly face. His eyes when he looked at Bailian were even more stern, his expression was full of frost and his expression was cold.
Grandma Wushan's words instantly caused the atmosphere in the entire hall to freeze to freezing point!
The immortals couldn't help but subconsciously look at the Goddess on the high throne.
In fact, this situation is not difficult to solve. As long as the empress says a word, she can arrange where the corpse demon proton sits.
Under this holy order, no living being can violate it. Even if they don't want to do it in their hearts, they can only keep silent.
After all, if we really talk about it, gods come first and mortals have no place.
The reason why they are qualified to sit in this hall is only because of the permission of this saintly empress.
But they knew clearly that this Kunlun God Lord, who had no worries and had a heart of wood and stone, would never do anything biased.
Sure enough, as everyone expected, he solved his own troubles by himself.
The empress was sitting on the high seat, still looking like she was holding up her cheeks, relaxing and enjoying herself. She was wandering among the wine, sex, and music, but she had no trace of the world. She was shaking the cup in one hand, and the golden wine was flowing in the cup.
The middle is slightly rippling.
This posture is like looking at flowers half-opened and slightly tipsy from drinking.
The immortals couldn't help but look a little dumbfounded.
They have never seen anyone with such a lazy temperament, sitting high on a lonely seat, drunk and drunk, but still clear and unattainable.
The holy meaning in a person has reached a state that is unimaginable to secular people. To put it in layman's terms.
If you are too high and unattainable, you will appear to have a cold temperament.
Inexplicable thoughts arose in their hearts, and all the immortals couldn't help but pray to Balian as if he were watching a show.
Balian was openly targeted by Grandma Wushan, and she didn't show any anger on her face. She just looked at her with a somewhat probing look.
Grandma Wushan was stunned.
Looking at each other, I felt that his black eyes were filled with a quiet and transparent luster, which was a little too clear.
Not to mention that the panic, shame, anger and other emotions she expected never appeared in those eyes.
He even bowed to her without hesitation, as if he didn't have any trouble choosing where to sit.
Balian retracted his gaze and raised his steps.
The two long silver chains trailing behind him made a lonely sound, and the sound of the collision was a bit cold.
So, in this extremely tense atmosphere, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bailian looked calm, stepped forward, passed through the heavy gazes on both sides of the palace mat, passed through the white jade palace steps, and walked around the purple and white jade mat.
The case, under Shi Mian's trembling eyes, was actually the Goddess Empress who was standing next to them without any hesitation.
Not only did he stand next to her, but he also sat down directly?!!!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the hall, someone finally lost control and lost control, and the wine glasses in their hands fell out of their hands.
This kid actually had no intention of finding a seat at the banquet.
He didn't even bother to think about it, and actually directly used the extremely domineering and arrogant blood of his corpse demon royal family and generals to the fullest extent.
Completely arrogant, actually sitting with the empress?!!!
In this way, people in the palace don't have to feel psychologically unbalanced.
This kid's actions directly overturned everyone's hearts!
What is his identity?!
Dare to be like the empress and tower over all living beings!
Even Junhuang Chenghuang has never been in that position of shoulder to shoulder, how dare he!
Aren’t you afraid of losing your life?!
As the leader of the Ziwu Guard Palace, Shi Mian, the murderous aura in his eyes could be said to be solid, and blood was almost dripping from his eyes!
However, the most devout guard of Zhongtian Palace warned him with the mountain-like majestic order and rules. Without the permission of the empress, how could he be like those ungrateful immortals who angrily scolded him!
Grandma Wushan switched from a flat move to a big move, and the hands of the two teenagers were shaking so badly.
She looked dull, completely unaware of what Balian had done.
Cang Nanyi shook the wine glass with her hand, and a little golden wine spilled out, soaking her white fingertips.
She didn't seem to expect that Balian would be so bold without any inhibitions.
He didn't dare to show off and cause trouble. He clearly wanted to poke some big holes in the whole day.
He wanted to hide his strength, yet he dared to be so high-profile and eye-catching.
This temperament is really different from ordinary people.
The ever-changing atmosphere in the hall seemed to have nothing to do with Balian. He lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on Cang Nanyi's snow-white finger. He took out a clean handkerchief from his arms with a calm expression and moved carefully.
Wipe the moisture off her fingertips little by little.
Cang Nanyi raised his eyebrows.
No matter how hard she tempers her Taoist heart, this kind of meticulous and subtle behavior...
It's just a matter of doing it in private, but it's really a new experience in my life in front of everyone.
As if there was no pressure at all, Balian was even dancing on the blade. He came closer and sniffed Cangnan Yi's body. Suddenly he curled up his lips and chuckled, with a hint of reproach in his tone.
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"Your Majesty is not good at drinking, so how can she drink several glasses of wine just after the banquet has just begun? I'm afraid she won't be able to rest well again at night."
"Why don't you let me take care of this glass of wine for you?"
He asked Cang Nanyi respectfully what he meant, but before she could speak, he had already taken the wine glass from her hand very smoothly.
There was still a touch of warm alcoholic flavor between Cang Nanyi's fingertips.
She gently rubbed her fingertips, a slight smile reflected on her lips.