Marquis of Grand Xia

In front of the Xiaoyue building, the red luan stands quietly, bidding farewell to its guests, with its beautiful face and veil lightly concealed, but still unable to conceal the quiet and gentle temperament.

Once the shadow of the queen girl, and now lucky to leave Wang Jing, the red luan cherishes very much, and sincerely appreciates everyone who helped her, the landlord, and the young people who have gone away in front.

On the second floor, between the clear characters, the owner Xiaoyue wiped the silver string wrapped in the cuff, little by little, very carefully.

The guests who have been to Xiaoyuelou are all familiar with the red luanshanqin. However, what they do n’t know is that the redluan ’s piano art was taught by the Xiaoyue landlord.

The owner of Xiaoyue is not good at piano, good string, and the world's silk string instrument, Dacheng.

It can suppress today's Red Luan King for hundreds of years. The main owner, Xiaoyue Landlord, is the most shocking and brilliant heir to the Red Luan King, but he gave up for some reason.

"Red Luan"

"in"

In front of Xiaoyue Building, the red luan heard the voice of the landlord, turned back, and turned towards the second floor.

Wang Jing, the time has passed, and there are less than ten days left until the wedding day of the red luan king girl. Most of the invited guests have come, but only a few of the most distinguished giants have not yet appeared. body.

Mozhu is one of them, but everyone knows that these people should be coming soon.

Sure enough, when all the guests were almost at the same time, the King Realm was over, the golden glory was over, and an unparalleled pressure spread out. The noble atmosphere made people look sideways.

But seeing the fog inside and outside the king spreading out, the golden flames were filled, and in the flames, three colorful elks pulled a carriage from the air, shocking the situation, and alarmed everyone in Wang Jing.

"Emperor Jinxi"

Someone recognized the Jinxi logo on the carriage and lost his voice.

According to rumors, among the few strongest players in the Red Luan Star Territory, the emperor of the Jinxi Empire is the person closest to the real world. He had entered half a foot a hundred years ago, and his strength was unpredictable.

Emperor Jin Xi appeared, and a red **** bridge appeared over Wang Jing, leading directly into the depths of Wang Jing.

The three-headed colorful elk pulled the carriage onto the Shenqiao Bridge and ran to the depths of the king's realm. From the beginning to the end, the owner of the carriage never showed up.

As Emperor Jin Xi disappeared at the end of Shenqiao, before Wang Jing, a woman suddenly appeared, her face was peaceful, her hands twisted, her spells were recited, her eyes closed and the language of heaven.

The flying green silk flutters in the wind, the woman passes by, the flowers bloom, and the life is alive.

"Spirit"

The moment the woman entered the Red Luan King Realm, everyone felt it, looking to the distance, her face was shocked again.

"please"

When the Skyspeaker arrived, the Shenqiao reappeared, and the voice of the Red Luan King came out to meet him personally at the end of the Shenqiao.

The two world's strongest men have arrived one after another, attracting the attention of all parties. Just when the hearts of the people couldn't calm down for a long time, the sky, colorful, and a breath that did not lose to the previous two appeared and quickly dispersed.

West side courtyard, Ning Chen, Qi Huan felt, walked out of the room, looked at the void scrolling in the distance, his eyes condensed.

It is the ink master, finally here.

In Wang Jing, in the colorful glow of the sun, the ink master appeared, and the white robe hunted, as the immortal statue descended, and the breath of dust made people feel awe.

At the next moment, Master Mo stepped on the Shenqiao, and disappeared step by step at the end of the Shenqiao.

The strongest of the three parties appeared, and the situation was changing. At this time, between the world and the sky, the sound of the silk string sounded, fluttering wind, fluttering clouds, fluttering miles to see Wang Jun.

In the string sound, a man dressed in a silver-grey robe and a large cloak appeared, and beside him, a woman with a veil followed, with a familiar face, but a very different and sharp breath.

On the horizon, the Shenqiao appeared, and it seemed to be welcoming the master of the past.

Far apart, Ning Chen looked at the man who was walking towards the Shenqiao Bridge, a glimmer of glory shining through the deep eyes.

Lord Xiaoyue, how strong is your strength?

At the end of the God Bridge, the eyes of the red luan king Wang Guanghua are icy and cold. The red luan king king only needs one king, and that is him!

Passing by, the owner Xiaoyue looked at the person on his side, and the corner of his mouth curved a little, saying, "How does it feel to be a shadow?"

"Mo Shaowai, this is not where you should come," said Shen Luan, the king of Red Luanjing.

"Where does this building go mainly, and when do you need your permission?"

The landlord Xiaoyue smiled faintly and responded softly, then immediately walked forward.

The strong parties from all walks of life came together. Half a day later, a banquet was held at the top to catch the wind and dust for the guests from all sides.

In front of the king hall, the king of Red Luanjing sits on the main seat at the end of the ladder. During the banquet, Emperor Jinxi, Heaven Talker, Master Mo, and Lord Xiaoyue sit in front of the crowd. The status of the identity is self-evident.

Extravagant banquets, all kinds of rare and precious dishes continue to be served, the smell is fragrant and unseen.

Ning Chen and Qi Huan are seated next to each other, and they are relatively advanced among the strong in all parties. It can be seen that the status of Momen, even in the entire Red Luan star field, should not be underestimated.

Around Ning Chen, Yin'er was eating happily, ignoring anyone's eyes and eating her own.

Hearty dishes, the aroma is very tempting, the little girl's mouth is bulging, like a bun.

While drinking, Ning Chen quietly served dishes to the little girl, and she was also not interested in the greetings from the audience.

Not long afterwards, the red body's phoenix body and the red luan prince came together to see the guests from all sides.

For a brief moment, without a word, Ning Chen looked at the two people who went up the stairs, and his indifference grew stronger and stronger.

At the forefront of the seat, two people came and toasted four people including Mozhu.

Lord Jin Xi, Heaven Talker, and Master Mo accepted the toasts of the two one by one. However, when they reached the Lord Xiaoyue, they stopped.

At the seat, the landlord Xiaoyue did not reach out to pick up the wine that the two had greeted. A slight smile appeared on his face, and said, "Before drinking this glass of wine, the landlord would like to know that the sword on the red luan face, you Who are they going to repay? "

In a word ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ At the scene, the atmosphere suddenly stagnate. On the main seat, the red Luanjing King's face sank and he said, "Lord Xiaoxiao, today's feast is to catch the wind and dust for the distinguished guests of Wangjing. Too much"

"Is it too much? Compared to Jing Wang's means, the landlord is far away. Debt pays money, kills lives, and is justified. I have restrained my mood. Don't let the landlord lose this patience in the end." Xiao Yue The landlord smiled.

"furious"

The Red Luan King was furious and took the case, looking at the former, his expression was irritable.

"I don't know how to repay it," said Luanluan calmly.

"Simple, you can choose one person and let the landlord cut a sword."

"If we don't agree," the red luan king girl said lightly.

"Ah"

When the landlord Xiaoyue heard the words, he smiled softly and said, "That's even simpler. Although the landlord hasn't worked with anyone for a long time, it shouldn't take much effort to kill the two of you."