Those who kill are Zhuo Yu’s minions.
Once upon a time, this area was rampant within the big framework, until a rebel, a rebel appeared, and then, the boundary judge broke the limits.
Yuzai has the blood of the world judge in his body.
Zhuo Yu's curse will never end.
Although Yuzai is not a rebel or a rebel, and he even hopes to become a cultivator of the sky in his homeland and homeland, Zhuo Yu forces him to the position of a judge of the world.
Did you get what you wanted?
There was a hateful smile on Yuzai's lips, which then slowly dissipated. He abided by the truth during the banquet, looking melancholy and lonely, as if he was addicted to sadness.
"drink wine?"
"Children only drink fruit tea." Yuzai didn't recognize the young man in front of him, but his majestic posture meant that his status had to be high or low, otherwise he wouldn't be able to have the calmness to suppress his jewelery.
"To relieve sorrow, you have to get drunk." Su Yao asked, "Do you like to get tipsy?"
In white fox fur, his figure is softer. He stands there calmly and without the oppressive feeling of a Changhou. He is more approachable in dealing with others and has no class majesty on his body.
Only children put aside everything.
You have to be fair.
The bridge is flowing, and Su Yao is placing dishes and decorations on the table, with a little concentration in his eyes: "How is this pavilion? How does it compare to Changjing Tower?"
Prince Ke came over with a slightly tilted body, and put his right hand on his lower back. Feeling his temptation, Yuzai smiled meaningfully:
"The scenery of Jinglou is unparalleled. Do you know how the inscription was written?"
"Those who climb the tower are bold and bold, and the plaque on the plaque can lead to a marriage. I just don't know if the beautiful lady is willing."
"That marriage is a future given to young people. If it is miscalculated, it will naturally not be worthy of it."
Yuzai understood that this prince was either the fourth natural disaster or a ghost crawling out of the tomb.
"romantic."
The lights are bright and the night is bright.
Su Yao stood aside and spoke softly:
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The Xuantang is lonely, the frost is swaying, the boats are rustling, and the young people are romantic.
The frost toad is in love with the cold crystal, the long waves are flat, where does it go? The lights are shining.
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At dawn and dusk, I look at myself from afar and sigh, my mood is hard to calm down, the rain has fallen, I am waiting for the snow to lose its good news, and I have a deep heart.
The wind blows my thoughts, a spring of water is powerless, and the reflection of the bamboo flute is still there.
The lights are shining in the distance, the scenery of the building is poetic and picturesque, sighing, the bones or orchid?
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The sky is dim, the path is scorching, the body has no shelter, and the mind is unsettled.
The lonely journey is long and narrow, slightly drunk, and the will is fluttering; extravagant hope, confusion.
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The dense scenery of the building, the feast of preserved meats with lanterns, the obscene ones comb their hair, and the carefree ones ring the bell.
The nun is in a hurry, and her dandy sleeves point to the west and east; she is gentle and ethereal, and she lies in the snow and is full of meaning.
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The hairpins are lingering, the girl is dancing, the snow water makes tea, and the elegant door reappears.
Sitting on the ground and covering the sky, a miserable young man lies in a snow-covered building, aiming for the horizon.
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The desolate long corridor is quiet, the fragrance of plum blossoms is elegant and peaceful, and the painting style of the scene is clear and erosive.
Ping Ting and Chan Juan, delicate and fragrant sleeves; carved beams and painted buildings, leaving behind eternal sorrow.
Noisy and lonely.
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Drinking wine and glasses are intertwined, gauze clothes are cold and thick, and people are searching for songs and asking willows; the mountains are not turning, and dreams are lingering around them.
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Walking in a hurry, frost and snow support rock pine trees, brocade hats and mink fur coats, and commoners welcome the white wind.
The scenery is located in all directions, those who have leisure wander around, and those who make money are in a hurry.
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"This story is really well written." Yuzai sighed softly, "It's a pity that there is no more content."
"It's better not to read the following carefully. It's not worthy of the careful consideration of every word before it." Su Yao smiled and placed a plate of fruit.
"That young child, I don't know how to live in another world." Yuzai drank tea and got along with the prince very warmly.
"Yes, this fifteen-year-old Wen made me understand his thirteen-year-old youthful spirit and his seventeen-year-old contempt for the heroes."
Of course, there is also the second half:
It’s a pity that at the age of eighteen, I was like an old dog.
When I met you at the age of nineteen, I was completely mentally retarded.
Finally, twenty, relived, ravaged like a Muggle.
Yuzai was still holding the dragon egg.
"Can it hatch?" Su Yao's smile was elegant and gentle, so that the listener would not feel offended.
"You won't regret what you choose. It has always been neglected, probably because it is tired of being a mortal body in this life."
"But so what. He still has to live an ignoble existence, crawling on the ground, thinking about the path he wants to take in the future."
The fate of the Dragon Clan is certain. The Orc Clan is in power. Even if the butt is here, the head cannot be separated.
Su Yao didn't stay long, but walked towards Changhou's position:
"Long time no see. I heard that you are not feeling well, so I came to see you." The prince smiled, looking at the beautiful aurora in the sky, and his words and deeds were consistent.
"Aren't you wondering if you will come?" Changhou washed his face and felt relieved.
The Dragon Banquet is quite special. There is no accompaniment here. It is more like a bathhouse than a banquet. The older generation makes deals while the younger generation meets the world and talks about relaxing topics in private.
Here, the flag of the younger generation no longer represents the family, and they can live out part of themselves.
Therefore, those who can enter such a level banquet must be the successor of the family, otherwise some juniors will let themselves go and their cultivation will be ruined.
The older generation also shows off and introduces each other.
Look, fifty years later he's at the helm.
Not bad, good seedling.
There are also some elders who have nothing to offer, and they behave a little melancholy: one generation is not as good as the other.
The older generation Zhongshan Lord is obviously the innermost one, and the other places where there are more people are where the Lord Jiuxi is, but the words and deeds here will be more cautious:
The green cheongsam is like a light bulb, everything around it is scrutinized clearly, and the atmosphere is like a whirlpool, which is definitely not something ordinary outsiders can step into.
"You still don't know whether I'm coming or not?" Su Yao shook his head.
Neither he nor Ye Xun had any elders present.
It's not that the Ye and Su families don't have elders who have retired and are busy at home, but it's just that a family with such a prominent reputation and in their prime years is most taboo about gossip.
As a referee, it would obviously be too ugly to compete for resource allocation and transactions as a player.
"We are very familiar with each other. It seems that we have a good understanding." Changhou smiled and felt better.
"It's just a comparison. If I take your script and get to this point, I think you will come too." The prince said bluntly, and the young man in white was fishing alone in the snow in Hanjiang.
To be able to become the inheritance sequence of such a big family, there is no doubt that the talent is of the highest level, otherwise the old guys would rather leave their positions empty than let idiot sailors overturn the dreadnought.
After all, inertia means that for a large family of this size, even if it has been without a leader for decades, there will not be any big disturbances in the overall operation and it will just develop step by step.
This is still a bright side. The old thing under the water has not breathed for tens of thousands of years. It really can afford to wait.
This is also the reason why the higher Ye Xun’s level is, the less he will be treated like him:
The old guy wants to prepare chips, and will freeze the lifespan of the peerless genius, and will not release it until the real battle.
The difference between Ye Xun and Su Yao is that they can make further progress.
