"Holy shit! Mother, mother, come and see, our father's backstage is really tough!"
Hu Li, who was originally wandering around with his mother in the cold mountain villa, inadvertently glanced at the water-shaped corridor that was specially left empty by heavy soldiers and guards to disperse the idlers. At a glance, he saw a fluffy white fox quilt. A woman holds her arms.
Although Huli didn't know Emperor Wu Sheng, he had met the Dragon King of the West Sea and the Dragon King of the South Sea. Beings who could walk on the same path with them would definitely not be any different in terms of cultivation or identity.
And in such a heavy lineup, Huli saw his father in the lineup. Huli was immediately shocked and quickly pulled up the sleeve of his mother next to him to let her watch his father's highlight moments.
"Dad is a real father, even bigger than his biological father!" Hu Li said with excitement on his face.
Hu Lian looked sideways and saw Su Yan in the arms of a woman wearing a red, yellow and black robe, being carried towards the depths of the Winter Refuge Villa. A hint of shock gradually appeared on Hu Lian's cheeks: "Wu Sheng Emperor?"
The person holding Su Yan in his arms, if Hu Lian remembered correctly, should be the emperor who appeared in front of the Xia Yu Dynasty every year to perform martial arts. The tall figure next to her had a gentle smile on his face, as if he was saying Isn't that male the Dragon King of the East China Sea in the eastern state?
Hu Lian glanced over and saw the leader of the famous sect, Tai Taoist and the demonic Gaotian Bliss Immortal, as well as the Dragon King of the South Sea and the Dragon King of the West Sea. Beings who could stomp their feet and shake up the world of cultivation were all in the corridor. .
And Su Yan was in Wusheng Emperor's arms, opening and closing his mouth as if he was talking to the Dragon King of the East China Sea about something.
Hu Lian glanced at it and quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to continue looking at the beings in the corridor for fear of letting them turn their attention to him.
"Is Su Yan's background so terrifying?"
Hu Lian was secretly surprised in his heart. In the past, there were three-legged Golden Crow aunts, aunts from the Arrogant Zerg tribe, and the dragon tribe's Yajuan bloodline. They were still within the scope of understanding. But now Su Yan and the beings behind him really make Chang Hulian of Wanhua Valley completely incomprehensible.
Who is Su Yan? His family background and strength are so strong that it defies heaven. Isn't this cultivation world created by your family?
"Wait a minute. Yaizhen? The bloodline components of Yaizhen seem to be composed of the dragon father and the four-legged beast. And Su Yan is the fox-shaped Yaizhen."
Hu Lian thought for a moment in his heart, and when he saw Emperor Wu Sheng holding Su Yan in his arms, a thunderstorm suddenly exploded in his mind, almost shaking her legs.
"That fox...could it be the illegitimate child that Emperor Wu Sheng spent in his spare time and boredom?"
The more Hu Lian thought about it, the more he felt that he might be shocked and could not guess that Su Yan's true identity was the hand-warming fox.
After all, Wusheng Emperor seemed kind, but that kindness was only on paper. The female emperor, sitting upright in the sky, coldly watching the imperial martial arts performance in front of her, was Hu Lian's deepest impression of Wusheng Emperor of Xia Yu Dynasty.
For a fairy like her, Hu Lian didn't think he would just hug a picked-up fox.
".son."
"ah?"
"Why don't you accept your grievance and become your grandson?"
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According to Hu Lian's fantasy, Su Yan's status was really too high to reach.
It was a little hard to bear the illegitimate son of Emperor Wusheng, and it was the first time she knew a being with such a terrifying background. It was really difficult to maintain a normal attitude towards him, and Hu Lian couldn't help but complain.
How could I be so virtuous and capable that I could meet such an outstanding male beast on Spring Street?
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The complaints of Hu Lian and his son did not hinder the start of the banquet in the Winter Refuge Villa.
Time gradually came to noon and the banquet officially started.
In front of the main palace of the Winter Refuge Villa, there was a long table covered with a red festive tablecloth. Two servants from the Dragon Clan sat in front of the long table to register the guests, registering their names and the congratulatory gifts they sent.
"Taoist Zhu Zhan of Qi Zong in Western Prefecture, congratulates Dragon Mother of the West Sea on her return and presents her with a spiritual artifact gauze, and wishes that the kindness and goodwill of the Dragon Mother of the West Sea can spread throughout the Western Prefecture."
The monks from Qi Zong who came to attend the banquet presented a great gift to the Dragon Queen on behalf of Qi Zong.
Without the protection of the West Sea Dragon Mother on the west coast, Xizhou’s purchase of seabed mineral deposits and marine animal materials could skyrocket.
Seeing the return of the Dragon Mother of the West Sea, the monks of the Qi Sect burst into tears and gave the Dragon Mother a great gift, hoping that she could continue to manage the business on the west coast so that the Qi Sect could purchase cheap and affordable seabed minerals and materials here.
Otherwise, if they buy ore at sky-high prices every year, the Qi Sect monks will feel like they are going to die of poverty.
"Elder Hu Lian of the Southern State, Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, wishes the Dragon Mother of the West Sea a long life, sends the Yin and Yang Harmony Liquid, and wishes the Dragon King and Dragon Queen a speedy birth and a precious son."
Seeing another precious gift appear, the dragon servant who was registering guests at the front desk turned around and shouted out the name of the precious object, as well as the name of the visitor and blessing words into the banquet hall, so that the monks inside would know.
"What are you looking at me for?"
After the dragon servant shouted loudly, he turned around and looked at the aunt and uncle who were lined up behind Hu Lian.
The aunt slowly typed a question mark, and the aunt said calmly: "I'm not familiar with him, and I don't plan to give him a gift."
"?"
The two servants at the front desk who were responsible for registering had a question mark slowly popping up on their heads. However, after seeing the aunt and uncle standing behind them, the supervisor leaned over and whispered a few words to the servants who were registering at the front desk. The question mark above the person's head suddenly turned into an exclamation mark. He quickly rummaged under the table, found two red envelopes and handed them to his aunt and uncle.
"Please come to the Immortal of the Arrogant Zerg Tribe."
The front desk servant had a smile on her face and quickly bowed to invite the two tough gangsters in the cultivation world to sit down and drink tea.
The Jiao Zerg tribe understands everything. Moreover, their ancestors were invited by the Dragon King of the West Sea. It is a matter of course not to give gifts. The supervisor just whispered a few words and asked them to prepare red envelopes and give them to the two bandits as reimbursement for their travel expenses.
Halfway through the provincial banquet, the load-bearing pillars were moved away by Jiao Chong, causing the front hall of the main palace to collapse.
The heavenly people sit in the inner hall of the main palace, the earthly immortals sit in the front hall according to their ethnic group, cultivation level, and status, and other monks sit in the more peripheral areas. Large round tables occupy the inside and outside of the main palace, but they are not cramped. .
"My hands are almost broken when I call."
When the front desk servant saw that all the guests had entered, she put down the charcoal in her hand and shook her hand. She breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and complained: "There are too many people. I am afraid I wrote tens of thousands of numbers in half a day." , I almost broke my hand from exhaustion. We have to prepare it for everyone after the guests have eaten."
"Hmm? How do you look on your face?"
Although the servant is called a servant, his true identity is a member of the second-generation dragon clan. He is just a temporary helper when there is a shortage of manpower in the Winter Refuge Villa. His identity is the same as that of the supervisor and other banquet management personnel behind him, so he naturally appears when speaking. Somewhat arrogant, as if completely ignoring the classes on both sides.
But midway through his words, he saw that the supervisor and other servants were frozen in place, their pupils constricted as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.
A deep coldness came from behind, causing goosebumps to appear all over his body. He turned his head slowly and stiffly, and saw a man who was not tall, wearing a black robe. The male monk with an indifferent face walked out of the gap in space.
The face of the visitor was extremely familiar to the Dragon Clan servants. He had many names.
In the Dragon Clan, most people would call him a Dragon Clan traitor or rebellious. There are no good words.
"Can I go in without bringing a gift?" Ao Renlin looked at the servant who was frozen in place and was responsible for registering guests and said:
"Anyway, Ancestor lacks nothing, and the gifts he sent were thrown into the warehouse. It's better not to give them at all."
"Ao Ao Ao Ren Lin, the dragon traitor came to the door empty-handed!"
The servant looked extremely frightened and shouted loudly into the cold mountain villa out of habit.
"ha?"
Ao Renlin had a strange expression when he heard this.
You talk very strangely. Whose monk will be empty-handed when he hits the enemy's headquarters? Moreover, people are specially selected to hold banquets, and when the number of people is large, they will knock on their doors.
(End of chapter)
