It is necessary to talk about some of Queen Bi's personal hobbies.
Just like all the successful queens in the world, wise, witty and monopolistic, never let the interests of the moment get carried away, so the king of the universe who may have existed in the past was exactly the same. After the last era of union ended and all the disputes among the kings were settled, she received complete love. no doubt. Those who don't love it can leave this universe - even the cats will say this unanimously.
However, she is not a monarch without any selfish desires. As everyone of that era knew, the Queen had a generous and enthusiastic character, and she was always pleased in lively situations. Amidst all the excitement, her dedication to the wedding was incomprehensible. Given her long lifespan and unique powers, a prince (or any number of them) is unnecessary. No, it has nothing to do with reproduction, lust or living together, the Queen just loves ceremony and ceremony. It doesn't have to be extravagant and luxurious, as long as there are enough people participating, it is lively and interesting enough, as if she hopes that this custom can leave a strong mark in history.
A wedding, of course, is a showy enough ceremony, usually followed immediately by the banquet. The person who becomes the bride or groom will have the honor of meeting the Queen. They will be specially allowed to visit the legendary royal city. Although the time limit is only one day, it can allow them to reach almost any corner of the world. Following the Queen's birthday banquets held in various places during her visit, the newly promoted host or hostess will also accompany them to enjoy the honor of the companion of the Lord of the World, and at the same time be responsible for entertaining the Queen's strange guests.
It's a very interesting but also very tiring job. But at that time, there were still countless people who longed for this honor. There were so many applicants that the Queen could not meet them one by one, so her loyal magician adviser designed a sugar and rice duel for her, and the magician's most clever assistant, an immortal cat with great skills, served as Referee of the duel.
The duel design is perfect, taking into account both entertainment and selection. A lot of improvisation and fun, and a little bit of violence within a reasonable range, even children can watch it. Of course, as a sacred referee entrusted by the Queen, the Immortal Cat solemnly promises that no duelist will be seriously injured during the performance.
Does its promise really come true? For those who live after the end of history, it is difficult to confirm this. There was no mention of this in the anniversary notice sent to the owner by Ethical House. However, as a loyal defender of all relationships in the End City, Ethical House details what the Sugar Rice Duel may involve - in fact, generally speaking, in a normal year, duelists must at least Dance a hundred dances on the dining table, sing three hundred songs, hammer each other with five hundred different candy weapons, and be put into thousands of different styles of clothes. They can ask for a break during this process, as long as they can withstand the eager cheers and longing eyes of the audience. Another point is that you cannot escape from the dining table. To escape from the dining table is to abandon your armor and run away. Not only will he be disqualified from the duel, but he will also be called a "vegetable cat" during the entire celebration.
When the immortal cat shouted that declaration, Tuoba saw that Jing Huang was just a little bit close to becoming a "vegetable cat". Although in the eyes of outsiders, he just stood expressionless on the table, with a series of small flower pendants appearing in front of his clothes. But now it was no longer possible to hide this from Toba. He could see that every piece of Jing Huang's short and scattered hair was sticking up high, like a cat glaring at the sprinkler pipe. That's right, it's really a stress reaction.
It almost sympathizes with the little psycho in their family. But that still didn't satisfy the host. The leash cat quickly fell back to the dining table from the sky lake, circling Jing Huang with piercing eyes.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" it shouted, "What's going on? This is not a lightning transformation!"
"Changed." Jing Huang said, glancing at the small candy flowers hanging in front of his lapel with hatred.
"That's not okay. It's not okay at all! Is this called a change? Look at the one opposite you!" Leather Cat said, "That's called professionalism, man!"
Its tail was raised, and the end was bent almost at a right angle, pointing decisively towards the opposite side of the dining table. There stood a magnificent knight. The nine-layered hard-shell octagonal cake on top of his head was decorated with lit small colored candles in the middle of each flower. The freshly colored marshmallow armor gave him a majestic belly like a ball, and there was also a strip decorated with crushed ruby candies. Up the belt.
"Wow!" The knight marveled at his attire, raised his hands in awe, and showed the audience the spear and shield in his hands: a very strong-looking baguette, and a piece of sticky bread on the front. A round flatbread made of hard-shelled fruit.
The leash cat nodded with satisfaction: "This is the handsome knight we want!"
"Win!" shouted Vee, wearing hundreds of small candles, and hitting the hard-shelled fruit pancake with his long bread stick, making a loud and clear pinging sound. These are indeed two handy things that are both full and useful.
Jing Huang's black eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.
"Let's try again." Leash Cat said, "--Shiny-Shiny Lightning Transformation!"
There was a soft pop. A small candy flower emerged from Jing Huang's head and spun twice in the direction of his hair. Jing Huang shook his head coldly, and the flower fell onto the dining table. He was still wearing his flowing red robe.
The leash cat took a deep breath and placed its gloved forepaws on its waist.
"Okay, you're so stubborn," it said, "Let's see what's going on - Sparkling, Sparkling, Sparkling, Sparkling, Lightning Transformation!"
Even Tuoba couldn't hear how many trills representing "flash" the leash cat made. He only saw countless flower candies falling from Jing Huang's hair or cuffs, forming a beautiful pile of flowers on the dining table. But it didn't work. No matter how fast the leash cat's tongue flicked, Jing Huang was still wearing his pure red robe.
The leash cat meowed in annoyance.
"Okay!" it said, "Whatever trick this is, you're in luck! There's no time to waste on dressing up, that's it! Let's get started with our first project! The Spiral Pie Dance! Do you know what to do? A little. It’s not difficult! Now jump first, yes, yes, jump like me. Left foot first! One, two, three. Two, two, three. Switch to the right foot! One, two, three. Two, two, Three. Make another circle! Switch to your left foot and start again! Can you dance now? It’s that simple! Keep this dance posture!”
Wei unskillfully imitated a cat on a leash and jumped up. He may not have learned it before, but once he jumps he gets started quickly. Neighboring guests cheered him enthusiastically.
"Well done!" shouted the leash cat, "Now! Pick up the pie on the table! Any candy pie! If you hit the opponent, you get one point! Whoever gets ninety-nine points first will end!"
This is indeed a somewhat difficult requirement. Wei kept jumping and spinning on the dining table, and had to be careful not to fall because of bumping into the dishes. He looked desperately in between all these, looking for a candy pie that met the standards. When it finds its target, it reaches out with joy. one two three. He bent to the beat. Two, two, three. His fingers reached the edge of the plate.
But he failed to get the plate of candy ball pie. He didn't even see the whole process clearly, as if a hurricane swept over the dining table. A heavy artillery bombardment. He was hit viciously in the face. Before he could react, the second round of ammunition followed. Wei was so confused in the chaos that he almost fell off the dining table.
"Watch out!" shouted the guests sitting at his feet.
Wei managed to regain his footing. For a few seconds he was so nervous that he almost stopped dancing, but soon realized that this would disqualify him from the duel. He quickly moved according to the beat, and then started to look at his opponent's location. Then he saw, at the far end of the dining table, his opponent also kept dancing. What a terrifying and fast dance! He simply lost count of the opponent's shots! One two three two two three one two three two two three one two three - all the plates with pies on the way have disappeared - they are stacked high, like two small rock candy towers - standing in the On the hands of his terrible enemy!
