Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 383

Mo Bai sat at the table in a gentle manner, pouring himself a glass of fine wine, and occasionally a few would come up to toast with him, he smiled and raised his glass with all the courtesy, and from time to time, beautiful fairies came over to greet him, and he also Respond with a smile.

The ancient gods withered, and now only the Qinglong, White Tiger, and Nine-Tailed Red Fox clans have begun to wither. The Qinglong clan is now the Emperor of Heaven, and they are not on good terms with their White Tiger clan, and even have an antagonistic relationship. The White Tiger clan, originally Like the nine-tailed red fox family, it has begun to wither.

On the day he was born, auspiciousness appeared, and since then, everything in the White Tiger Clan has been smooth. When he was three hundred years old, he cultivated the magic skills of the White Tiger Clan.

The White Tiger Clan has nothing, and this flat peach is not a rare item to him, but all the gods are there, and he, who is easy to cultivate, can't show impatience.

First, the phoenix and the phoenix sing in harmony, and the fairies perform dances, kicking off the prelude to the singing and dancing appreciation of the Peach Banquet, and then presenting songs and dances that have been familiar for many years. The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother are overjoyed. Among them, he knew that Pantao would be so boring, so he would never come to join in the fun.

Singing and dancing should be done differently, it’s the same every time, isn’t it boring?The women of the fox family are still the most beautiful, with all kinds of styles, and the fairies in Tianting are beautiful, they are too dull. I think the days of these old guys in Tianting are too boring. Such singing and dancing, they can still continue to sit .

Mo Bai was drinking tea boredly, thinking about his soul coming out of his body, so he wished to visit this heavenly palace, and wondered how it would compare to the palace of their white tiger clan.

Just about to put this idea into practical action, a melodious flute sound came from a distance, like the sound of nature. People's hearts, and the rest of the drowsy gods couldn't help being shocked.

The Heavenly Emperor and the Queen Mother in the seat looked at each other when they heard the sound, and their faces were happy.

Mo Bai turned around, and at the entrance of Juxian Pavilion, the man was dressed in spotless white clothes, with a handsome face, the brows were as moist as water, wearing spotless white clothes, and there was a gentle and quiet smile on that flawless jade face, Eyes with no waves in the deep sea have no desires, no waves, no threads, a whole body of elegance, a whole body of indifference, and a body with hidden and bone marrow compassion for all things in the world, His Royal Highness the third prince of Tiangong, Bai Feng.

The melodious flute sound gradually spread, thick and graceful, thick and clear, and the drizzle was misty, one after another, filling the entire Tiangong in an instant.

Inside Juxian Pavilion, four fairies in colorful clothes descended from the sky with holy lotuses in their hands, and Baifeng followed behind, looking at the budding lotus, the corners of their mouths slightly turned up, and their eyes sparkled without wave or thread. A little love and a lot of love.

Suddenly, the music soared upwards, and the sound penetrated beyond the nine heavens, and thousands of flowers bloomed instantly, like a torrential river, sweeping in, and in an instant, in the Juxian Pavilion, the white lotus bloomed in an instant, and the faint fragrance lingered upwards, filling the tip of the nose, blowing On the face, it can't be dissipated for a long time.

The snow-white lotus flower is in full bloom, with blue lotus leaves, and there is a little man lying in the middle, the plain white clothes blended with the lotus flower, and suddenly he slowly raised his body, Bai Feng stared at the little man in the middle, the alienated His eyes were stained with a little doting smile.

Who is it that can make His Royal Highness the Third Prince of Tiangong accompany him personally?

Mo Bai smiled, and followed his gaze, only to see the wide sleeves fluttering like pear blossoms, the hair fixed by the hairpin was hanging down little by little, and the slender waist was soft. Like a willow, weak and boneless, with lotus bones resting on its toes, it keeps spinning, dancing happily, just like flying swallows that are always brisk.

Yuehua Qiongqiong, that flying figure was coated with a faint layer of white light, her face was covered by her loose hair, and she couldn't see her appearance at all. When the wind blew, her skirt fluttered, her figure was slender, leaning against the fence to linger in the wind , facing the wind and leaving fairy wide sleeves, the dancing posture is light, like a fairy Lingbo, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the hair is like clouds. The dance is a good dance, and there is no new idea. It's not as good as the fox clan, not even the white tiger clan. What's rare is that it has that fresh air, which gives people a refreshing feeling.

Turning up in a low voice, like a torrential river, it spreads to both sides of the willow embankment.

This hypocritical Tiangong that has begun to corrupt, such a reassuring sound of the flute, has disappeared.

Just as Mo Bai closed his eyes and was about to enjoy the fairy music, he was interrupted by another voice: "Brother Baifeng, don't blow it so nicely, it's stealing my limelight."

The sound was like the wind chime he hung in the bamboo forest, crisp and tender, and the feeling was like using fire to bake that cold and numb heart for three days and three nights, and then plugged it in. With the ice needle, the whole person's spirit could not help but be lifted.

Stamping, angry, coquettish, when did such a wonderful person appear in this boring Tiangong.

The rest of the people seemed to have gotten used to it, covered their mouths, secretly smiled, and stopped talking.

The moment Mobai's eyes were closed, when he opened them, those clean eyes also fell on him, innocent like a baby in the world, clear to the bottom, like stars in the sky, shining brightly. Liang, with pursed lips, stared straight at him who had just opened his eyes, very dissatisfied, tactful and agile, like dewdrops on the mountains in the morning, fully revealed.

"Lian'er, don't be rude."

Lian Er stuck out her tongue at him, made a grimace, snorted, turned around and smiled at Bai Feng who was dressed in white, and called sweetly: "Brother Bai Feng."

That voice was so sweet and coquettish, it immediately threw Mo Bai out of the sky.

"Lian'er doesn't understand anything, so it's better that the eldest son doesn't argue with her."

"I wish the queen mother is as blessed as the East China Sea and stays young forever."

Before the words of blessing were finished, the Queen Mother hugged her into her arms with a smile, murmured and didn't know what she said, which made the Queen Mother laugh again and again.

"It's almost [-] years old, why don't you understand anything, His Royal Highness the Third Prince must teach you well."

Mobai's voice was not loud, but it wasn't low either. The immortals were busy tasting the jade dew wine on the table, looking at the villain in the arms of the Queen Mother, with smiles on their faces, and they didn't speak, and this was not too big or too small. Lian'er, who was nestled in the arms of the Queen Mother, happened to be able to hear the sound.

She popped her head out of the arms of the Queen Mother who was smiling and smiling, her eyes were like crystal balls, she stared straight at Mo Bai, and pointed at him, her small face was flushed with anger, "You Who is it, why haven't I seen you before?"

(End of this chapter)