long night walk

Chapter 986 Grape Vengeance
The table was quiet for a moment, and then there were bursts of uncontrollable low laughter.

Among them, Huo Yan, the son of Daoxian, laughed the loudest.

His eyes were playful, and what he couldn't help was contempt.

"I said, Mr. Ji, you can't do that, right? We are all sincere courtesans after all.

You are so empty-handed that you want to eat the dishes of Shifang City for free, which is a bit too much. "

Sitting next to him, Daozi Yi Zhong of the Jingtian Courtyard of the Shangqing Realm first took off the fairy jade flute from his waist, pretending to be sympathetic and smiling pitifully:

"If Mr. Ji is really hard-pressed and has nothing, I have a fairy flute 'Xichen'.

You can borrow it from my son, after all, Miss Fang has never been short of rare treasures, so how about you performing a song in public, how about expressing your feelings? "

Yi Zhong leisurely twirled the fairy flute between his fingers.

At this time, a drop of wine melted into a thread, and flew towards it with rapid sound, as sharp as an arrow, and cut the fairy flute obliquely in two.

Yi Zhongxian's face froze, and he looked in the direction of Mr. Rong Li with unkind eyes.

But seeing that elegant and romantic handsome fairy put down the wine glass at some point, her slender fingers flicked lightly.

Gemstone-like beads of wine rose from his glass in the air, swirling around his fingertips.

"Mr. Rong Li, what do you mean by this?!"

Rong Lijun smiled and said: "It's about expressing your heart, 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 embarrass people, right? "

This celestial flute 'Xichen' was passed down by the headmaster of Jingtian Academy in the Shangqing Realm. It is an important celestial object, and it is also a symbol of Taoist status.

He has been wearing it for a hundred years and has cultivated spirituality. In a few years, he only needs to catch a big demon and use the spiritual device to enter the lineage of immortal weapons.

Not to mention ruining it like this now, and breaking it in half in public would even slap him in the face.

Yi Zhongxian's face was gloomy, with anger in his eyes, and his words were full of gloomy and harsh words.

"Mr. Rong Li, don't think that I, Jingtianyuan, are afraid of you, Ashengmen!"

Situ also disliked Rong Li a long time ago, seeing him so ignorant of good and evil.

For a humble mortal, he repeatedly provoked the sons of Taoists from various schools and made enemies for himself, and he couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

He also criticized: "Mr. Rong Li is so arrogant that he makes enemies everywhere.

Really in the future fairy world, do you plan to leave no way out for yourself? "

"If you say that I intend to provoke..."

Rong Lijun smiled slightly, and pushed the wine glass in front of him.

The action was wild and wanton, and the wine poured out, spilling all over the table.

"Then this gentleman is provoking you idiot, so what?"

"It's so deceiving, do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

Yi Zhongxian immediately threw down the broken flute in his hand, slapped the table angrily, and shook all the melons, fruits and delicacies on the table.

With one kick, he smashed the Zhangkuan mat made of black wood into pieces.

Yi Zhong's ancestors rose up like a dragon, holding a sword in his hand, and the dense sword intent invaded his body, hair and skin.

Dressed in blue and white clothes, indistinctly under the night pearl light, the illusion of ascending dragon looms, and the afterimage of sword light, beheaded!

Rong Lijun and him are both sons of Dao Immortals, and their strength and cultivation base are basically the same.

At the moment when Yi Zhong drew his sword first, three thousand fallen leaves fluttered around him, and the blue light wrapped his body and scattered with the wind.

The next moment, he had already appeared outside the table, angered by being provoked first compared to Yi Zhong.

He was calm and calm, his spiritual power flickered, under the shadow of the sword, his aura and body skills were extremely difficult to catch.

Rong Lijun's body was as light as leaves blowing in the wind, even though Yi Zhongxian was furious.

But the sword fell to the ground and failed to cut a corner of his clothes.

Yi Zhongxian only felt that Mr. Rong Li was extremely hateful, and it was clearly his first provocative act.

At this moment, the fight started, but he didn't dare to confront him head-on.

It's just opportunistic, taking advantage of Ashengmen's unique agility advantage, and has been avoiding the battle.

Another sword fell to the ground, Yi Zhongxian only felt like a monkey being teased.

His pupils were gloomy and cold, and he simply withdrew his sword and stood up.

"Could it be that Mr. Rong Li wants to be that jumping clown, he has already accepted the challenge, but he doesn't dare to confront him head-on.

I didn't know that the son of a dignified Taoist fairy could be so timid as a rat! "

There was a breeze, and the fallen leaves were scattered. It was clearly in the indoor tower, but there was a faint sense of rain all around.

In the misty breeze and drizzle, Rong Lijun's posture is graceful, and his movements are soft and elegant, stepping out of the whole body.

Bringing a clear and misty cloud, like the moon in the water, as graceful as the floating clouds in the sky, he came to Baili'an seat lightly.

Only a few steps away from the door.

Who would have expected that the two majestic sons of Dao Immortals, who are both noble people of high status, would fight violently when they disagreed with each other.

Everyone frowned frequently, but they were also worried about getting burned, and didn't want to meddle in their own business.

That Mr. Rong Li is usually a very easy-going master, but today he seems to have taken the wrong medicine for some reason, offending everyone he sees.

And that Yi Zhongxian, who is on the verge of anger at the moment, if he speaks out to stop him, he will inevitably be drawn into the battle.

In front of Third Miss Fang, it's not proper to be so disrespectful.

Bai Lian, who was sitting casually, had no intention of watching the excitement, as if he had nothing to do with himself, with his head half down, his sleeves folded, and he was peeling a crystal purple grape with his head down.

But under his hand, he has already peeled almost a full plate.

Rong Lijun settled down on his toes, as if he had realized something, he glanced at the table of the 'Peak God'.

Seeing that the crystal grapes on her table were empty, there was a small pile of grape skins on the corner of the table.

Seeing this, Yi Zhong first thought that he was invincible and wanted to escape, so he sneered, how could he succeed.

He lifted his left palm up, and four pillars of crimson flames jumped on his palm, jumping up.

Finally succeeded in capturing Rong Lijun's body and breath to death.

The four pillars of fire are arranged in four directions and connected with each other, forming a square wall of fire-colored light.

Rong Li slightly raised his eyebrows and smiled, as if he was annoyed and sighed softly: "Oh, I was caught all at once."

Yi Zhong was walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, a fire ignited between his sleeves, and he raised his sword to the top:

"Mr. Rong Li, today, you have to pay the price for your rude words and deeds!"

Scorching pillars of fire, square locks, Rong Lijun's bright and upturned eyes seem to be quenched under the thick eyelashes.

He smiled faintly, and suddenly a folding fan appeared in his hand, holding it behind his back.

It happened to hit the flame sword that Yi Zhong had struck first.

When the blade meets the fan, tens of thousands of strong sparks are shot out.

Mr. Rong Li's movements were restricted, as if he was invincible, he screamed.

The folding fan in his hand suddenly shattered and turned into endless fragments, which flew out like drizzle and smashed into Yi Zhongxian's body head-on.

But in order to bring any injuries, such as broken light sinking into the water surface, without the slightest ripple, naturally it is unscathed.

On the contrary, it was Mr. Rong Li who was sent flying, and even shattered the four pillars of fire that sealed off the Dao Formation in his domain.

Coincidentally, Zhengzheng was knocked down on Bai Lian's table, and there was a muffled bang, a table of good food was crushed to pieces, and the drinks were poured out.

On that table of delicacies, only the peeled amethyst grape in Bai Lian's hand survived.

Yi Zhong first saw him describe in such a state of embarrassment, and he immediately let out a bad breath in his heart.

He was laughing triumphantly, but all the energy channels in his body suddenly felt strangely numb, and then there was a pain like being pierced by a needle.

He staggered back a step, his face pale.

Just when everyone thought that Mr. Rong Li had been completely defeated and a knowing smile appeared on his face, they suddenly realized that Yi Zhongxian was strange.

Situ also frowned and asked, "Brother Yi, what's wrong with you?"

Yi Zhongxian categorically refused to admit that he was successfully injured by this villain Rong Li.

In terms of cultivation, he is a level higher than Rong Li, otherwise he would not have been able to suppress him at the beginning.

In terms of the number of years of practice, he can still accommodate Li for a Jiazi year.

So no matter how you look at it, he has no reason to be deflated today.

He gritted his teeth tightly, suppressing the tormenting pain, and it was not easy to check his physical condition immediately.

He had no choice but to pretend to be innocent and said: "It's okay, I'm just worried that I hit too hard, didn't save face for Ah Shengmen, and hurt people too badly.

If he ended up in a paralyzed situation after that, it would be a great sin. "

Everyone was amused by the haha, and made fun of Yi Zhongxian's fiery temper.

No one cares about the mood of the loser.

Only Bai Li'an couldn't help the troublemaker who was so close in front of him.

He looked down at the plate of crushed grapes under his hand, and frowned slightly.

How does he feel... In fact, Mr. Rong Li is fully capable of defeating and even teasing that impulsive and irritable son of Taoist Immortal.

His deliberate defeat and embarrassment is more like deliberately feeling sorry for the peeled grapes on his plate.

There is only one grape left in my hand.

It would be too disrespectful to give it to Xiaoshuang like this, Bai Lian thought for a moment.

Forget it, eat it yourself.

Before he delivered 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 Bai Li'an's fingertip.

The soft and warm tip of the tongue curled around his nails seemingly without a trace.

Bai Lian pointed at the sky, and that grape was stolen by someone so openly!

His brow furrowed even tighter.

One of Rong Lijun's cheeks puffed up into the shape of a grape, his eyes were lifted up, and the long pupils streamed clear.

Lips moistened with grape juice were bright red, like a light stroke of vermilion ink, deeply seductive.

Yin Baishuang, who didn't like to watch the show very much, could hardly hold back his focus all the time on Bai Li'an, and threw the table in a rage just like Yi Zhongxian.

What kind of strange monsters and ghosts did the courtship team from Shifang City come to?
Why is Mr. Rong Li so demon-like? Didn't he come to Shifang City to ask Fang Geyu to marry him?
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the man who flirted with his wife came? !

These days, looking at one's own men is not only about guarding against women.

Bai Lian's heart was also turned upside down, and before the black face had time to attack, there was a loud cracking sound from the banquet.

Everyone looked up, only to see Fang Geyu resting his chin in one hand, and rolling an ambergris whale orb in his hand.

And under her table was another Ambergris Whale Orb that was smashed to pieces.

Spiritual energy overflowed and scattered beads, turning into strands of colorful dreamlike light. Obviously, such a priceless treasure was scrapped like this.

Mu Yunye's eyes were deep, but he didn't speak.

Fang Geyu rolled it lightly under his fingers, and the remaining orb also rolled down, fell to the floor, and ended up being torn apart again.

She acted as nonchalantly as if she had just destroyed two ordinary bricks and tiles, raised her eyelids, and said lightly:
"Is this just for fun? Why don't Miss Ben set up a field for you to fight and compete?"

Such a precious thing that can only be found in the Nine Heavens Galaxy in the Immortal Realm was thrown away so easily.

Miss Fang San of Shifang City's absurd prodigal skills really opened everyone's eyes today.

Qin Lou hurriedly said in a low voice: "Miss, don't talk nonsense.

Mr. Mu, it is really my Shifang City's fault that today's lady has no words and deeds, and accidentally ruined the gift you carefully prepared.

I also hope that you can forgive me a lot for the sake of young lady. "

Mu Yunye looked at the fragments on the ground, his eyes were a little unpredictable, but he didn't get angry.

My nephew Jin Zi just smiled calmly, and said: "If you can make Miss San laugh, it will be nothing if you smash two orbs."

Qin Lou thought in his heart that Mu Yunye really deserves to be the son of Jinxian.

This kind of self-cultivation, the appearance of not being surprised by favor or shame, is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Oh... what a pity, what a pity."

Rong Li propped his face with his hands, and the lapel of his outer robe was lightly opened, lying leisurely on his side on the table in front of Bai Li'an, his face was as handsome as jade.

He casually took a folding fan and shook it lightly, infinitely romantic, elegant and lazy, half of his cheeks were slightly bulging with grapes in his mouth, and the corners of his eyes were full of careless charm.

"Master Mu Xianjun's treasure, I didn't expect to win the smile of a beautiful woman. Maybe this gift was given too petty, and the third lady didn't like it, so I had to use it for fun?"

Others simply think that Mr. Rong Li is courting death.

He offended Situ Ye first today, and Yi Zhongxian and the other two were fine, but now Mu Yunye dared to stab him.

The wine I drank today is not intoxicating, how could Mr. Rong Li drink in such a heartless manner.

Mu Yunye glanced at Rong Li indifferently, there seemed to be a slight mockery in his dark eyes.

Fang Geyu's fingers were about to fall, and the meeting gifts presented by everyone were smashed one by one without favoring one another.

She looked like she was not interested enough to be beaten: "Mr. Rong Li is right, if it were the past, these little gadgets would be a bit of fun to collect and smash.

But, just a few days ago, someone made a private gift to Miss Ben.

Five thousand top-grade spirit stones, one hundred thousand catties of black crystal stones, five thousand cans of spirit tung oil, nine hundred branches of Qique wood, five hundred demon fire flame pills, and three deep sea source crystals.

There are so many things, but they just want to form a good relationship with this lady.

You all have the intention to enter the Shifang City, but the gifts you have prepared are less than one ten-thousandth.

It's just that I suddenly feel that life is boring. "

Situ also heard this, but he was not happy. The flaming coral he sent out was not cheap.

In a few words, she devalued the things she gave away to be worthless.

Furthermore, she is the eldest lady of Shifang City, how can she be like that merchant woman.

Go several times to compare which ones give more gifts, the more expensive ones, and the better ones.

Then turn around and bury the gifts of others.

"Miss San's words are wrong. Gifts are no longer precious in her heart. Miss Fang just said that the person has no relationship or acquaintance with Miss San on weekdays. How could he prepare such a heavy gift for no reason? He is courteous for nothing. He is either adulterous or stolen. .”

Fang Geyu nodded in agreement, looking at the various debris on the ground:
"That's right. I don't have any acquaintances on weekdays. If you give these things, it's probably nothing to show your courtesy. It's either rape or theft. Master Situ, you are really pleasant to speak, so why don't you say a few more words?" come to hear?
Situ Ye: "..."

(End of this chapter)