Chapter 166 Mom only wants a son, not your father!
Fei Yuan took Sang Luo to the front of the banquet and sat down in an elegant seat.
Sang Luo sat next to him, staring at the spiritual fruit plate on the table in front of him and swallowed his saliva. These are rare and precious spiritual fruits, what a good thing! If you don’t eat, you won’t eat for free!
The guests at the banquet all had different thoughts, but Sang Luo was the only one who was focused on eating.
When Fei Yuan came back to his senses, he saw that she had finished eating a plate of fruit. Her white and tender fingers were covered with juice and soon became sticky. He smiled and said, "I thought you could only eat it during pregnancy, but I didn't expect that you are also a glutton on weekdays."
Fei Yuan took out a plain white brocade handkerchief, wiped Sang Luo's hands, and placed several plates of spiritual fruits in front of her.
Sang Luo just stretched out his hand to grab a bunch of amethyst fruits, but the fruit slipped away and flew into the air. He obediently peeled off his skin.
Fei Yuan's phoenix eyes were smiling, "Open your mouth."
Sang Luo blinked in surprise, and just as he was about to speak, the fruit "Whoosh!" was thrown into his mouth.
"Ahem!" Sang Luo almost spit it in his face. After swallowing it wholeheartedly, he curled his lips and said, "Can you tell me in advance next time? You almost choked me to death."
"I'll be more careful this time." Fei Yuan threw out a few more whirlpools with his fingertips. In a few blinks, he peeled off all the fruits, revealing the plump and juicy pink-white flesh, which looked neat and tidy. Put on the plate and sit in rows.
He also took out a pair of long white jade chopsticks. Sang Luo was too lazy to be so particular, so he picked up the fruit and put it in his mouth to chew.
The pulp contains traces of spiritual energy, which penetrates into the limbs and bones, greatly nourishing the body.
Fei Yuan and Sang Luo arrived relatively early, and the few Beast Emperors nearby had not arrived yet. After waiting for a while, the other guests arrived one after another.
“Boom, boom!”
The ground was stepped on and thundered.
A tall, middle-aged orc, estimated to be over 2.5 meters tall, walked into the venue. Half of his hair was gray and he looked a bit old, but his back was straight, sitting opposite the two of them like a mountain. , the momentum is quite majestic and terrifying.
The waiters poured wine respectfully.
While eating the fruit, Sang Luo asked, "Which beast king is this? What a great aura."
Fei Yuan wiped her hands with a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and wiped her hands. Wipe the gaps between your fingers clean. "The Beast King of the West, Bian Ke, is a born king beast. He has lived for almost three thousand years, and his talent is average. He relied on his age to reach the first emperor level. He had to survive the last beast king to death. Succession.”
He leaned close to her ear and chuckled, "This person can only live for another two or three hundred years at most. Soon Ono and Xiao Zhen'er will replace him."
Two or three hundred years in the future. He seemed to be snapping his fingers, and Sang Luo was speechless, "I see that this Western Beast King is still very strong, and he will have no problem living another thousand or eight hundred years."
"You can't just take everything at face value. If he can't break through again, his body will rapidly age and decay in a hundred years at most."
A thin young man wearing red clothes, with long hair. It was cyan, with a very low-key and restrained temperament, but he turned around and sat in the left seat opposite the two of them. There was only one animal servant with him, and he had been drinking since he sat down.
Sang Luo was curious, "Is this also the Beast King?"
"Well, the Eastern Beast King, Lou Tian, is a pure-blooded Bi Fang. His talent is quite good. He is a true emperor in his early years. I had some contacts with him in the past, but he has a withdrawn personality. I am glad that he can come here this time. Unexpectedly.”
The banquet was about to start, and there was still an empty seat to the right of the two of them, but it still hadn’t arrived.
"This position should be prepared for the Northern Beast King, right?" Sang Luo calculated. The Central Beast King, the Eastern Beast King, and the Western Beast King all appeared, leaving only the Northern Beast King.
"Well, the Northern Beast King comes from the Qilin tribe, and there are thousands of miles between the north and the south. He probably rejected the invitation because he thought it was troublesome."
Fei Yuan turned to Sang. All interested orcs were introduced.
Sang Luo's interests gradually became less and less, and she didn't have any particular targets. Either she was not strong enough, or her looks didn't suit her aesthetics. Those who were a little outstanding all had partners.
After half a cup of tea, the host arrived belatedly.
“We sincerely welcome the Southern Beast Emperor to take office!”
Tens of thousands of congratulations came out like waves.
Everyone in the audience stood up and toasted.
Sang Luo also stood up with Fei Yuan and toasted a glass of wine to the high seat directly in front of him.
She lowered her head, but from the corner of her eye, she still caught a glimpse of a man wearing a loose robe made of purple brocade. His brocade hair fell casually behind him, and he looked a little lazy and carefree. He was extremely cold, and his purple eyes were indifferent, as if nothing could enter his eyes, eclipsing everything around him.
His eyes seemed to glance over here, but they didn't stay on her for even a moment. He didn't know whether he didn't see her or... didn't recognize her.
Sang Luo quickly rejected the first possibility. She was right in front of the banquet, only a few dozen meters away from him. With his insight, how could he not see her?
That is, I don’t recognize him.
In other words, pretend not to know him. Sang Luo sat back down and drank a few glasses of wine.
One glass after another, the wine was mellow and strong, and Sang Luo's face soon turned slightly red.
“Drink a small amount as appropriate, drinking too much will harm your health.”
Fei Yuan frowned, took the wine cup from her hand, lowered his head, and pressed his lips against the mark of her red lips. Drink it all in one gulp.
The purple-robed man on the stage crushed the cup in his hand and the wine spilled.
The servants waiting on the side hurried forward to clean up, and said in fear, "Your Majesty, is this wine not to your taste? Do you want a different drink?"
"No need." He said lightly, taking it back. Mental power is pure if you don’t see it.
The waiter brought a new wine cup.
Sang Luo didn't notice the movement on the stage at that moment. After eating the fruit, she had nothing to do and began to use her mental power to search for little snakes inside and outside the palace.
Caesar became the Beast King of the South, and the little snake must have been brought into the palace by him. She just searched around him with all her energy, but could not find the little snake. He was probably resting in other palaces.
Found it!
Changle Hall.
The little snake is still sleeping.
"Fei Yuan, let me leave for a moment."
"Should I accompany you?"
"I...cough, need to go to the toilet, no need."
After seeing Sang Luo leave his seat in a hurry, Caesar tightened his hand on the wine glass, and after a while After the incense burning time, he stood up and toasted everyone at the banquet with a glass of wine. "Everyone is welcome to do as you wish. I will excuse you for now."
Sang Luo searched along the winding palace roads.
Suddenly I couldn’t use my mental power, and it seemed like I was shrouded in a fog.
She soon found herself lost.
The palace is too big.
She couldn't find the way to go, and she couldn't recognize the direction back.
A servant came over and asked, "What are you looking for?"
Sang Luo's eyes lit up and he asked for help, "Do you know where Changle Hall is?"
"Changle Hall? That is the place where His Highness lives." The servant was surprised, "May I ask what your identity is?"
"Uh, I..." Sang Luo was thinking about making up an excuse. He would be mistaken for an assassin or something like that, but unexpectedly, the servant didn't ask any more questions, and extended his hand to invite, "Your Majesty, please come with me."
Sang Luo followed him without thinking too much.
But after walking for a long time, we haven’t arrived yet.
In Sang Luo’s impression, Changle Palace is not that far away, right?
She turned around and was about to ask the servant, but found that there was no one around her.
The mental power can be used again.
Sang Luo didn't pay attention to this little episode, and quickly searched again with his mental power. He found that the road he was being led was not the road to Changle Palace, but in another direction. He was about to leave from the palace. Simon went out.
She frowned, a little uneasy, but she didn't think too much about it. Maybe the servant was new and remembered the wrong way.
Sang Luo turned back halfway again.
Before reaching the gate of Changle Palace, the little snake came looking for him.
"Mother!"
Caesar appeared in a dark place at the entrance of an alley, holding a bleeding head. It was the head of the servant just now, which turned into a wisp of black energy and dissipated. ...
I am late in updating due to something happening today, and I need to sort out the outline later. There will be an update tonight.
I still owe three additional updates, help me remember them!