In the misty rain pavilion.
Everyone who came to the banquet entered a wonderful state.
Think what is in their hearts.
Dongfang Haoran was so exaggerated that he hugged a pillar next to him, his legs shaking rapidly.
However, the people around him seemed completely unaware of Dongfang Haoran's performance.
The Ninth Jianzi's mouth was full of saliva, he looked very funny, he was simply a dirty kid.
Murong Qingshan of Mingwangzong had a dull expression and was eating fairy fruit all the time and was indifferent to the sound of Shen Xiyun's flute.
Huo Fengtian is the same as Murong Qingshan.
No response.
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they were close friends.
"Brother, you look very strong!" Murong Qingshan chuckled.
"Brother, you have muscles all over and you look good. I want to spar with you if I have the chance." Huo Fengtian rolled up his sleeves.
"Okay, now that we're full, let's have a fight." Murong Qingshan nodded repeatedly.
For these two straight men, the sound of Shen Xiyun's flute is really not attractive enough.
Shi Yunyue remained calm and sober throughout the whole process.
The same is true for Zhao Ruoning.
They are women after all.
Shen Xijun's temptation has limited damage to them.
"Sister Ning, our husband is indeed a gentleman, and there is no reaction at all." Shi Yunyue raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
Compared with Dongfang Haoran and Ninth Jianzi, Ye Qing is simply a saint.
"Who knows what he was doing in the illusion, maybe he didn't do anything good." Zhao Ruoning curled his lips.
The sound of Shen Xiyun's flute can create an illusion.
What exactly the illusion is varies from person to person.
It can arouse people's deepest desires.
In Ye Qing's fantasy world, he was simply enjoying Shen Xiyun playing the flute.
After Shen Xijun blew for a while, Ye Qing suddenly rushed up and slashed out with his sword.
Shen Xijun was startled and quickly dodged.
Ye Qing took the opportunity to take off her veil.
In an instant, an exquisite face appeared in front of Ye Qing.
Her skin is like jade, like a fairy walking out of a painting. Her oval face, straight nose, big watery eyes, and baby fat skin are very eye-catching.
Although it was in an illusion, the appearance presented by Shen Xijun was also real.
Ye Qing was satisfied.
What he wanted to do was just see Shen Xiyun's true face in Lushan.
In the misty rain pavilion.
The sound of Shen Xiyun's flute stopped abruptly.
His sharp eyes glanced at Ye Qing's position, seeming a little angry.
Ye Qing actually exposed her appearance in the illusion!
She never liked to show her true colors to others because she wanted to avoid some trouble.
She is beautiful and beautiful, and if her true face is revealed, there will be countless people pursuing her.
"Sister Ning, my husband's eyes are straight." Shi Yunyue noticed a detail.
Zhao Ruoning stretched out his jade finger and knocked directly on Ye Qing's forehead, not polite at all.
"I knew he was up to no good!" Zhao Ruoning snorted.
"Ning'er, it hurts!"
Ye Qing woke up and looked embarrassed.
In fact, he can break the illusion at any time.
She never came out of the illusion, just to make Shen Xijun lower his guard and take the opportunity to reveal her.
In the end, Ye Qing achieved his goal.
good mood.
Shen Xiyun's appearance was extremely beautiful, almost the same as Shi Yunyue's.
Of course, in Ye Qing's heart, the most beautiful one was Zhao Ruoning.
"Husband, have you entered the illusion? What did you do in there?" Shi Yunyue asked impatiently.
"Nothing, just listening to Miss Shen play the flute." Ye Qing smiled.
"So simple? I don't believe it." Shi Yunyue shook her head.
Zhao Ruoning crossed his arms and didn't want to speak.
The sound of the flute stopped, and everyone in Yanyu Pavilion walked out of the illusion, all looking embarrassed.
Dongfang Haoran found himself hugging a pillar, making violent movements, and was immediately ashamed!
A majestic and elegant man, a gentleman in appearance, but he did such an action in broad daylight.
Ninth Jianzi wiped his saliva, feeling equally embarrassed.
The sound of Shen Xiyun's flute is extremely powerful.
Even with the strength of Ninth Jianzi and Dongfang Haoran's soul, they were unable to resist.
And he was tricked without even realizing it.
He didn't realize that he was in an illusion at all.
Just now, if Shen Xiyun had cooperated with other attacks, they would have probably been killed!
Shen Xijun is worthy of being the direct disciple of Linglong Immortal King, and his strength is terrifying!
"Everyone, please have a meal."
Shen Xijun looked deeply at Ye Qing.
Next, she will not perform again. The Fenghua Banquet is the stage for all the geniuses present.
"Miss Shen has given everyone a good start. Since it is a feast of elegance, you all should show your elegance, communicate with each other, and confirm what you have learned." Fairy Chenyu spoke softly, breaking the silence.
"What Fairy Chenyu said is absolutely true." Dongfang Haoran quickly agreed, as if to cover up his embarrassment.
"Young Master Ye is sitting in the chief position. He must be very talented. I wonder what Mr. Ye is good at? Can you show it to me?" Fairy Chenyu said with a smile.
"I'm coming!"
Chang Liefeng grinned, he had long seen that Fairy Chenyu wanted to target Ye Qing, and now she was starting to attack.
"I've done some research on poetry." Ye Qing smiled.
Hearing this, Chang Liefeng's eyes widened.
"Boss, are you kidding?"
Ye Qing rolled his eyes at him and didn't want to talk to him.
This guy is always trying to undermine him for nothing.
It must be jealousy!
Chiguoguo’s jealousy!
"Poetry? I didn't realize it. Mr. Ye is still an elegant person. I just don't know how good Mr. Ye's poetry is. Not to mention some limericks, which make people laugh out loud!"
Fairy Chenyu covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, the contempt in her eyes clearly revealed.
Poetry, poetry, and poetry are what Linglong Universe readers are good at.
However, compared to the cultivation of immortal martial arts, poetry, poetry, and poetry are obviously not important.
Therefore, the level of development is not high.
There are some literati who can write masterpieces that are popular for a while.
However, there are basically no masterpieces that can last forever.
"Master Ye mentioned poetry, which is suitable for the atmosphere of a glamorous banquet." Shen Xijun smiled and whispered softly.
She seldom spoke, but Ye Qing's mention of poetry aroused her interest.
She is proficient in music and has some dabbling in poetry.
When I have nothing to do, I will write some poems to express my feelings and comfort myself.
"Why don't you write a poem based on your feelings and this scene to help your elegance." Shen Xijun spoke in a gentle and soft voice, which was pleasant to the ears.
"What a great suggestion, Miss Shen!"
"Isn't Mr. Ye proficient in poetry? Then please ask Mr. Ye to compose a poem for everyone!"
Dongfang Haoran is full of yin and yang.
He didn't like Ye Qing, a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal who was sitting at the head of the throne, how could he be so virtuous and capable.
"I know a little bit, but I dare not say that I am proficient." Ye Qing said slowly.
"Understand a little? I think you don't know how to pretend to understand! It's so funny."
Dongfang Haoran laughed and made sarcastic remarks.
"Master Ye knows that Miss Shen is elegant, so he likes her and wants to get close to Miss Shen. I can understand it, but can you be a little self-aware? Are you worthy of talking about poetry?"
Fairy Chenyu raised her head with contempt in her eyes.
"Well, I think you can't write a decent poem, so I'd better ask Mr. Dongfang to compose a poem for everyone." Fairy Chenyu said again.
Dongfang Haoran was quite talented and well-known. People called him a charming and charming young man, so writing poems was not a problem for him.
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Haoran agreed directly, hoping to undo the negative impact caused by the confrontation with the pillar just now and rebuild the image of a handsome gentleman.
