The table was quiet for only a moment before bursts of uncontrollable laughter broke out.
Among them, the son of Taoist Immortal named Huo Yan laughed the loudest.
His eyes were playful and full of contempt.
"I said to you, Mr. Ji, that's not the case for you, right? We are all sincere marriage seekers after all.
It would be too much for you to want to eat Shifang City's dishes with nothing. "
Sitting next to him, Daozi Yi Zhong of Shangqingjie Jingtianyuan took off his jade flute from his waist and smiled pitifully, pretending to be sympathetic:
"If Mr. Ji is really strapped for money and has nothing to offer, I have a fairy flute 'Cleaning the Dust'.
I can borrow it from the young master. After all, Miss Fang San is never short of rare treasures. How about you perform a piece of music in front of the public and express your feelings? "
Yi Zhongxian slowly turned the fairy flute between his fingers.
At this time, a drop of wine turned into a thread, flew in with a rapid sound, and was as sharp as an arrow, cutting the fairy flute in two.
Yi Zhongxian's expression froze and he looked in the direction of Rong Lijun with an unkind look.
But I saw that the elegant and handsome immortal king had put down his wine glass at some point and twirled his slender fingers.
Wine beads as crystal clear as gems rose from his wine glass and swirled around his fingertips.
"Rong Lijun, what do you mean?!"
Rong Lijun smiled and said: "It's just a token of appreciation, that's right, but Brother Yi, the quality of your flute is too fragile.
I just tried it and it broke into two pieces, so there is no need to take it out to make people look embarrassed, right? "
This Immortal Flute 'Cleaning Dust' was passed down by the dean of Jingtian Academy in the Shangqing Realm. It is an important immortal object and a symbol of Taoist status.
He has worn it for hundreds of years and developed his spirituality. In a few years, he only needs to catch a big demon and use it as a spiritual weapon to join the lineage of immortal weapons.
Now that it was ruined like this, it was even more of a slap in the face for it to be broken in half in public.
Yi Zhongxian's face was gloomy, his eyes were filled with anger, and his words were full of gloom and harshness.
"Rong Lijun, don't think that our Jingtian Academy is afraid of your Ashengmen!"
Situ also disliked Rong Li for a long time, seeing him so ignorant.
For a humble mortal to provoke the sons of various Taoist immortals over and over again and make enemies for himself, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
He also criticized: "Rong Lijun is so blind that he makes enemies everywhere.
Are you really in the future fairyland and don't plan to leave any escape route for yourself? "
"If you say that I am deliberately provocative..."
Rong Lijun smiled slightly and pushed the wine glass in front of him.
The movements were arrogant and wanton, and the wine poured out, spilling all over the table.
"Then I just provoked you idiot, so what?"
"This is too much of a lie. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"
Yi Zhongxian immediately dropped the half-broken flute in his hand and slapped the table angrily, knocking over all the fruits and delicacies on the mat.
With one step, he crushed the ten-foot-wide mat made of black wood into pieces.
The ancestors of Yi Zhong rose up like a dragon, holding the sword in their hands, and the intense sword intent invaded their bodies and skin.
Dressed in green and white clothes, in the shadowy night, the bright pearl lights loomed like an illusion of a rising dragon, and the afterimage of the sword light, beheaded at the head!
Rong Lijun and he were both sons of Taoist immortals, and their strength and cultivation were similar.
The moment Yi Zhongxian drew his sword, three thousand fallen leaves floated around him, and the green light enveloped his body and dispersed in the wind.
The next moment, Yi Zhong appeared outside the banquet table, angered by the provocation before Yi Zhong.
He was calm and calm, and his spiritual power flashed suddenly. Under the shadow of the remaining sword, his breath and movement were extremely difficult to capture.
Rong Lijun's body movements are as light as leaves blowing in the wind, even though Yi Zhongxian's momentum is surging.
But the sword failed and failed to hit a piece of his clothes.
Yi Zhongxian only felt that Rong Lijun was extremely hateful, and it was clearly him who made the provocation first.
The fight started now, but they didn't dare to confront him head-on.
It's just opportunistic, taking advantage of Ashengmen's unique body skills to avoid fighting.
Another sword failed, and Yi Zhongxian felt like a monkey being teased.
His two children were so cold that they simply put away their swords and stood up.
"Could it be that Mr. Rong Li wants to be that clown? He has clearly accepted the challenge, but he does not dare to confront him head-on.
I didn't know that the son of a dignified Taoist immortal could be so cowardly as a rat! "
The breeze was blowing everywhere, and the fallen leaves were drifting away. They were clearly in the indoor tower, but there was a drizzle of rain all around.
In the gentle breeze and drizzle, Rong Lijun's figure was elegant, and his movements were gentle and elegant as he stepped out of the surrounding area.
Carrying a body of clear and misty clouds, as graceful as the moon in the water or the flowing clouds in the sky, he came to the front of Baili'an's table.
It's just a few steps away from the door.
Who would have expected that two dignified sons of Taoist Immortals, both of whom were distinguished and distinguished people, could actually get into a fight over a few disagreements.
Everyone frowned frequently, but they were also worried about getting burned and didn't want to meddle in other people's business.
That Rong Lijun was usually a very nice person to get along with, but today he seemed to be taking the wrong medicine for some reason, and he offended everyone he saw.
There is also Yi Zhongxian, who is furious at the moment. If he stops him, he will inevitably be drawn into the battle.
In front of Miss Fang San, it is so disrespectful to behave like this.
Bai Lian, who was sitting casually, had no intention of watching the excitement, as if it had nothing to do with him, with his head half-bowed, his sleeves rolled up, and he was peeling a crystal purple grape with his head lowered.
But under his hands, he had already peeled nearly a full plate.
Rong Lijun stood on his tiptoes and seemed to have some realization. He opened his eyes and glanced at the table of 'Sparrow God Lord'.
Seeing that the crystal grapes on her table were empty, there was a small pile of grape skins piled in the corner of the table.
Yi Zhong saw this first and thought that he was outnumbered and wanted to escape. He sneered and wondered how he could be allowed to succeed.
He raised his left palm, and four crimson flame pillars jumped on his palm and jumped up.
Finally, he successfully captured Rong Lijun's body and breath and surrounded him.
The four fire pillars are located in all directions, connected with each other, turning into a square wall of fire-colored light.
Rong Li raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, as if he was annoyed and sighed: "Oh, I was caught all of a sudden."
Yi Zhongxian walked like a dragon and a tiger, a fierce fire burned between his sleeves, and he raised his sword on top:
"Rong Lijun, today, you have to pay the price for your rude words and deeds!"
Burning pillars of fire, square locks, Rong Lijun's bright and upward eyes seemed to be quenching light under the thick eyelashes.
He smiled faintly, and a folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand, holding it behind his back.
It happened to hit the flaming sword that Yi Zhong had struck first.
The blade of the sword met the fan and fired out tens of thousands of intense sparks.
Rong Lijun's movements were restricted and he screamed as if he was outmatched.
The folding fan in his hand suddenly fell apart and turned into endless fragments, flying out like a drizzle of rain and smashing into Yi Zhongxian's body.
But in order to cause any injuries, like broken light sinking into the water, not making any ripples, naturally it will be unscathed.
On the contrary, Rong Lijun was knocked away, and even the four pillars of fire that sealed his domain formation were shattered into pieces.
By coincidence, he was knocked down onto Bai Lian's table, making a dull crash. The table full of delicious food was crushed to pieces, and the drinks flowed everywhere.
On that table of delicacies, only the peeled amethyst grape in Balian's hand survived.
When Yi Zhong saw how embarrassed he was, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
Just as he was laughing proudly, the energy veins all over his body suddenly felt strangely numb, and then there was a pain like a crushing needle.
He staggered back a step, his face pale.
Just when everyone thought Rong Lijun was completely defeated and had a knowing smile on his face, they suddenly felt something strange happened to Yi Zhongxian.
Situ also frowned and asked, "Brother Yi, what's wrong with you?"
Yi Zhongxian absolutely refused to admit that he had been successfully injured by this villain Rong Li.
In terms of cultivation, he was a level higher than Rong Li, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to suppress him in the beginning.
In terms of years of practice, he is even older than Rong Li for a period of sixty years.
So no matter how you look at it, there is no reason for him to feel depressed today.
He gritted his teeth and suppressed the tormenting pain, so he couldn't immediately check his physical condition.
He could only pretend to be calm and said: "It doesn't matter, I'm just worried that I'll strike too hard, not save face for Ashengmen, and hurt people too seriously.
If he ends up in a hemiplegic situation after that, it will be a great sin. "
Everyone was amused and joked about Yi Zhongxian's fiery temper.
No one cares about the loser's mood.
Only Bai Lian really couldn't help the troublemaker standing so close to Chi Chi.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the plate of crushed grapes under his hand, and frowned slightly.
Why did he feel... In fact, Rong Lijun was fully capable of defeating and even teasing the impulsive and irritable son of Taoist Immortal.
How could he deliberately be frustrated by defeat, but it was more like deliberately feeling sorry for his plate of peeled grapes?
There was only one grape left in my hand.
It would be a bit unseemly to give it to Xiaoshuang like this. Balian thought for a moment.
Forget it, just eat it yourself.
Before he could deliver the grapes to the entrance, a head came over first.
When no one was paying attention, Rong Lijun leaned over and gently took the grape on Balian's fingertips.
The tip of his soft and warm tongue seemed to curl around his nails.
Balian pointed his finger, and the grape was stolen by someone so openly!
His frown deepened.
One of Rong Lijun's cheeks swelled into the shape of a grape, his eyes were raised, and his long eyes were shining brightly.
The lips, moistened with grape juice, were bright red, like a light stroke of red ink, deeply alluring.
Yin Baishuang, who didn't like to watch the excitement, and whose focus was always on Bai Lian, almost couldn't hold it back and flipped the table over in anger like Yi Zhongxian.
What kind of strange monsters and ghosts are there in the marriage-seeking team in Shifang City?
Why is Rong Lijun so evil? Didn't he come to Shifang City to ask to marry Fang Geyu?
Is this the man who is teasing my mother in front of everyone? !
Nowadays, I see that my men not only have to guard against women, but also men are not to be underestimated?
Bailian's heart was turned upside down. Before he could get angry, a huge crash suddenly came from the table.
Everyone looked up and saw Fang Geyu holding his chin in his hand, rolling an Ambergris Orb in his hand.
But under her desk was another ambergris orb that had been smashed into pieces.
The spiritual energy overflowed and scattered around the bead, turning into wisps of colorful dreamy light. It was obvious that such a priceless treasure had been scrapped like this.
Mu Yunye's eyes were focused, but he didn't speak.
Fang Geyu rolled it lightly under his fingers, and the remaining orb also rolled down and fell to the floor, where it ended up falling apart again.
She acted as if nothing had happened, as if she had just destroyed two ordinary bricks, raised her eyelids, and said calmly:
"Is this just a little bit of fun? How about I mark a place for you so that you can have a good fight and differentiate yourself?"
Such a precious thing that could only be found in the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Realm was thrown away so easily.
The ridiculous and prodigal skills of Third Miss Fang of Shifang City really opened everyone's eyes today.
Qin Lou hurriedly whispered: "Miss, don't talk nonsense.
Mr. Mu, the young lady’s words and deeds today are unreasonable and she accidentally ruined the gift you carefully prepared. This is really my fault in Shifang City.
I hope you can bear with me for the sake of my young age. "
Mu Yunye looked at the fragments on the ground, his eyes a little unpredictable, but he did not get angry.
Jin Zi's nephew just smiled calmly and said: "If I can make the third lady laugh, then breaking two orbs will mean nothing."
Qin Lou thought to himself that Mu Yunye was indeed worthy of being the son of the Golden Immortal.
This kind of tolerance and calmness are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Oh...what a pity. What a pity."
Rong Li rested his face on his hands, with the lapels of his outer robe lightly open, lying elegantly and leisurely on his side on the banquet table in front of Bai Lian, his handsome face as smooth as jade.
He turned into a folding fan and shook it gently. He was infinitely romantic, noble and lazy, half of his cheeks were slightly bulging with grapes in his mouth, and his eyes were full of casual charm.
"Mr. Mu Xian's treasure doesn't seem to make the beauty smile. Isn't this gift too petty? The third lady doesn't like it, so she can only use it to smash it for fun?"
Others simply think that Rong Lijun is looking for death.
Today he had offended Situ first, and that was enough for Yi Zhongxian and the two of them. Now Mu Yunye dared to stab him.
The wine I drank today was not intoxicating. Why did Mr. Rong Li drink so carelessly?
Mu Yunye glanced at Rong Li with a dull expression, his dark eyes seemed to contain a languid mockery.
Fang Geyu's fingers were about to fall, and he picked up the greeting gifts offered by everyone. He didn't favor one and smashed them one by one.
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She looked like she was losing interest and wanted to be beaten: "Rong Lijun is right, if it were in the past, I would still have some fun picking up and smashing these gadgets.
But, just a few days ago, someone gave me a gift in private.
Five thousand top-quality spiritual stones, one hundred thousand kilograms of black crystal stone, five thousand cans of spiritual tung oil, nine hundred branches of Qequu wood, five hundred demon fire marrow pills, and three deep sea source crystals.
There are so many things, but I just want to have a good relationship with this young lady.
You are determined to enter Shifang City, but the gifts you have prepared are less than one ten thousandth.
I just suddenly felt that I was so bored. "
Situ was not happy after hearing this. The Fire Coral he gave away was not cheap.
In just a few words, she devalued what she had given away as worthless.
Furthermore, she is the eldest lady of Shifang City, how can she be like that businesswoman from the market?
I went there several times to compare who gave more gifts, which ones were more expensive, and which ones gave better gifts.
And then turn around and bury other people's gifts.
"Third Miss, what you said is wrong. Gifts are no longer valuable in the heart. Miss Fang just said that the person who has no acquaintance with Third Miss on weekdays, how could he prepare such a heavy gift for no reason? If he shows courtesy for nothing, he is either an adulterer or a thief." .”
Fang Geyu nodded in agreement and looked at the various debris on the ground:
"Yes, I don't have any acquaintance with anyone on weekdays. Sending some of these things is probably a courtesy for nothing, and it is either adultery or theft. Master Situ, your words are really pleasing to the ear. You might as well say a few more words. Come and listen?
Situ Ye: "..."
