Chapter 985 The Revenge of Grapes
The table was quiet for only a moment before bursts of unbearable 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. "
Yi Zhong, the Taoist priest of Shangqingjie Jingtianyuan who was sitting next to him, took off the jade flute from his waist, pretended to be sympathetic and smiled pitifully:
"If Mr. Ji is really I am strapped for money and have nothing to offer, so I have a fairy flute 'washing the dust'.
You 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 put down his wine glass at some point and twirled his slender fingers.
The crystal-clear jewel-like wine beads 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 show of affection. That's true, but Brother Yi, the quality of your flute is too fragile.
I just tried it and it broke into two pieces. , there is no need to bring it out to make people look embarrassed, right? "
This fairy flute 'Cleaning Dust' is a thing passed down by the dean of Jingtian Academy in the Shangqing Realm. It is an important fairy 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 enter the lineage of immortal weapons.
Not only was it ruined now, but it was broken in half in public, which was a slap in his face.
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, and saw that he was so ignorant. .
For a humble mortal, he repeatedly provoked the sons of Taoist immortals from various sects and made enemies for himself, which made him 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 provoking..."
Rong Lijun smiled slightly and pushed the wine glass in front of him.
The movements were arrogant and wanton. , the wine poured out and spilled 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 threw down the half-broken flute in his hand, slapped the table angrily, and wiped out all the fruits and delicacies on the table. Shake it over.
With one step, he smashed the ten-foot-wide mat made of black wood into pieces.
The ancestors of Yi Zhong rose up like a soaring dragon, holding the sword in their hands, and the strong sword intent penetrated their body and skin.
Wearing blue and white clothes, the illusion of a rising dragon looms in the shadowy night, the bright pearl lights, the afterimage of the sword light, beheading him!
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 table, more angry than Yi Zhong at being provoked.
He was calm and calm, and his spiritual power flickered. Under the shadow of the remaining sword, it was extremely difficult to capture his breath and movement.
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 felt that Rong Lijun was extremely hateful, and he was clearly the first to provoke him.
The fight started now, but I 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 eyes were cold and cold, and he simply put away his sword and stood up.
“Could it be that Mr. Rong Li is trying 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, and the fallen leaves were drifting. It was clearly in the indoor tower, but there was a light rain all around.
In the misty breeze and drizzle, Rong Lijun's figure is elegant, and his body movements are gentle and elegant as he steps 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.
Just a few steps away from the door.
Who would have expected that two dignified sons of Taoist Immortals, both of whom were noble men with good status, would come to blows after just a few disagreements.
Everyone frowned frequently, but they were also worried about getting burned and did not want to meddle in other people's business.
Narong Lijun is usually a very nice person to get along with, but today he seems to have taken the wrong medicine for some reason, and he offends everyone he meets.
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 unbecoming of etiquette.
Bailian, who was sitting casually, had no intention of watching the excitement, as if it had nothing to do with him. He lowered his head, tucked his sleeves and 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 where the 'Sparrow God Lord' was sitting.
Seeing that the crystal grapes on her desk were empty, there was a small pile of grape skins piled in the corner of the table.
Seeing this, Yi Zhongxian thought that he was outnumbered and wanted to escape, so 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 succeeded in capturing Rong Lijun's body and breath.
Four pillars of fire are located in all directions, connected to each other, turning into a square wall of fire-colored light.
Rong Li raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, as if sighing in annoyance: "Oh, I was caught all of a sudden."
Yi Zhongxian walked like a tiger, and a fierce fire burned between his sleeves. , raising the sword on top:
"Rong Lijun, 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 were shining in the thick There seems to be light quenching under the 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 struck first.
The blade of the sword met the fan and struck out thousands of strong sparks.
Rong Lijun's movements were restricted and he screamed as if he was defeated.
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.
However, if it brings any injuries, like broken light sinking into the water, leaving no ripples, it will naturally remain 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 Balian's table with a dull bang. The table full of delicious food was crushed to pieces, and the drinks flowed everywhere.
On the table of delicacies, only the peeled amethyst grape in Balian's hand survived.
Seeing how embarrassed he was, Yi Zhong suddenly let out a sigh of relief in his heart.
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 that something was strange about 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 is a level higher than Rong Li, otherwise he would not 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 torturous pain, and it was not easy to check his physical condition immediately.
I had no choice but to pretend that nothing happened and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm just worried that I'll strike too hard, fail to save face for the Ashengmen, and hurt people too seriously.
If I end up with hemiplegia in the future. The situation is a great sin.”
Everyone was amused and joked about Yi Zhongxian's fiery temper.
No one cares about the loser's mood.
Only Bailian could not help but see the troublemaker so close to him.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the plate of crushed grapes under his hand, and frowned slightly.
Why does he feel... In fact, Rong Lijun is 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?
Only one grape is 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 be curling around his nails.
Bailian pointed his finger, and the grape was stolen by someone so openly!
He frowned even more tightly.
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, so alluring.
On the side, 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 proposal team in Shifang City?
Why is Mr. Rong Li so evil? Didn't he come to Shifang City to ask to marry Fang Geyu?
A man is teasing me in front of everyone? !
Nowadays, when looking at one's own men, they not only have to guard against women.
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.
Under her desk was another Ambergris Orb that had been smashed into pieces.
Aura overflowed from the bead, turning into wisps of colorful dreamy light. Apparently such a priceless treasure was 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. She raised her eyelids and said calmly:
"Is this just a little fun? How about I give it to you?" Let’s create a place where you can have a good fight and tell the difference?”
Such a precious thing that can only be found in the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Realm was thrown away so easily. go.
The ridiculous and prodigal skills of Third Miss Fang of Shifang City really opened everyone's eyes today.
Qin Lou hurriedly whispered: "Miss, please don't talk nonsense.
Mr. Mu, today the lady's words and deeds are unreasonable, and she accidentally ruined the gift you carefully prepared. It's really my fault. It’s not the city’s.
I hope you can bear with me for the sake of my young age.”
Mu Yunye looked at the fragments on the ground with a somewhat unpredictable look. But he didn't get angry.
Jin Zi's nephew just smiled calmly and said: "If I can make the third lady smile, it won't matter if I break two orbs."
Qin Lou thought to himself that Mu Yunye is indeed worthy of being called the Golden Immortal. son.
This kind of tolerance and calmness are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Alas... what a pity, what a pity."
Rong Li rested his face on his hands, his robe opened slightly, and he lay leisurely and elegantly on his side on the table in front of Bai Lian. , handsome face as moist as jade.
He casually 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.
“Mu Xianjun’s treasure doesn’t seem to be able to make the beauty smile. Isn’t this gift too petty and the third lady doesn’t like it, so she has to use it to smash it?”
< br>Others simply think that Rong Lijun is looking for death.
He offended Situ and Yi Zhongxian today, but now Mu Yunye dared to stab him.
The wine I drank today was not intoxicating at all. Why did Mr. Rong Li drink so carelessly?
Mu Yunye glanced at Rong Li indifferently, with a hint of mockery in his dark eyes.
Fang Geyu dropped his fingers and picked up the greeting gifts offered by everyone. He did not favor one favorably and smashed them all to pieces one by one.
She looked like she was in low spirits and wanted to be beaten: "Rong Lijun is right. If it were in the past, there would still be some fun in picking up and smashing these gadgets.
< br>But, in just a few days Before, someone gave me a private gift: 5,000 top-quality spiritual stones, 100,000 kilograms of black crystal stone, 5,000 cans of tung oil, 900 branches of Qeque wood, 500 demon fire marrow pills, and three deep sea source crystals. pieces.
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 it was so boring. "
Situ was not happy after hearing this. The Fire Coral he gave away was not cheap.
In just a few words, she dismissed the thing she gave away as worthless. .
Furthermore, she is the eldest lady of Shifang City, how can she be like that businesswoman from the market?
We went several times to compare which family gave more gifts, which ones gave more expensive gifts, and which ones gave better gifts.
And then turn around and bury other people’s gifts.
"Miss Third's words are wrong. Gifts are no longer valuable in the heart. Miss Fang just said that the person had no acquaintance with Third Miss on weekdays. How could he prepare such a heavy gift for no reason? Being diligent is either a traitor or a thief."
Fang Geyu nodded in agreement and looked at the various fragments 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: "..."
(End of this chapter)