Chapter 341

The reverberation echoed around the beams.

After half a sound, the sound of the broken equipment gradually weakened.

Looking around, except for the utensils in front of the table in the Demon Moon Villa, the other utensils in front of the tables of the major sects were all shattered and turned into a pile of junk.

Everyone in the four quarters was a little stunned. These two people are really boundless in style, each leading the way.

Although they haven't fought against each other, they can compete against each other between glasses of wine. You come and go, no one is willing to admit defeat, and the fight is evenly divided.

It's just that the long hair that Si Xueyi tied up was scattered, and that peerless face actually added a touch of enchanting temperament, and the lethality to women increased a lot.

Lin Yun sighed softly: "The wine is good wine, but the wine toasted by Brother Xueyi is a bit life-threatening."

"Your cup is not easy to take."

Si Xueyi played with the empty cup in his hand, raised his brows, and revealed a playful smile.

"As long as you know."

In a light response, Lin Yun floated gently and fell back to his seat in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

The four sides were afraid of silence, and everyone's eyes were on Lin Yun and Si Xueyi, moving back and forth, and they were all sighing in their hearts.

Only such a person can be called the leader of the evildoer. The rest, such as Zuo Yun, Yue Qing, and Bai Yu, are all a little worse. It was this trace of fire that made them eclipsed by the light of Lin Yun and Si Xueyi, with no brilliance at all.

Today's princess banquet has fulfilled Lin Yun, and it is bound to increase Si Xueyi's reputation.

The Great Qin Empire is very lively.

"Senior brother, didn't you say you didn't know this person?"

A disciple of Devil Moon Villa looked at Si Xueyi with her hair tied, and asked strangely.

Si Xueyi casually fluttered her long hair and said with a soft smile, "I know each other now."

All the disciples of the Demon Moon Villa smiled bitterly in their hearts, their senior brothers are really arrogant... Obviously they know each other, but they insist on saying they do.

After a fight, he looked at each other.

Swish!

In the Qiongtai Hall, a maid appeared, cleaning up the broken utensils in front of everyone's table.

After the cleaning was completed, Princess Fenghua looked around and pondered: "Giving gifts."

Immediately, the door to the rear hall opened, and a pair of maids appeared in groups, holding a jade plate on which the gift was covered with a red cloth.

The elders of all sects and sects couldn't help but look expectant on their faces, and the smiles in their eyes could not hide.

"Princess Fenghua is about to give gifts again. It must be a fine wine collected by the royal family. Haha, sure enough, it's Zuihuayin again."

"Zuihuayin! I haven't tasted Zuihuayin for five years, I really miss it."

"I heard that this wine is not only a peerless wine, but also beneficial to cultivation."

"If you don't lose your soul, it's still a drunk flower yin!"

Many sect disciples licked their lips and looked at the elder who took the wine. There were also many elders who started drinking on the spot, looking happy and shouting happily.

There was a charming maid who came to the table of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion and gave a pot of drunken flowers to the queen.

The maid smiled lightly, looked at Lin Yun and said, "Young Master Lin Yun, my princess said that you performed very well today, and specially rewarded you with an extra pot of Phoenix Terrace."

The maid's voice was not loud, but it still caused bursts of exclamations, and her eyes moved uncontrollably.

"Phoenix Terrace! It is said that there are only two pots in the entire Daqin collection, one is in the imperial treasury, and the other is in the hands of the princess."

"I heard that the emperor gave it to the princess when she was young. At that time, Princess Fenghua was loved by thousands of people.

"However, Lin Yun's performance today is worthy of such a reward. It's a pity..."

"Comparing this way, the third-grade drunk flower yin in my hand is also a bit dull."

"Don't you want it? Then send it to me."

"How is it possible, I have to keep it myself, and three famous wines are rare, and it is difficult to buy with money."

Many eyes looked at the wine bottle engraved with the flute and the phoenix, and there was an extremely envious look in their eyes, and they were full of jealousy.

Elder Luo Feng was overjoyed, and quickly gave Lin Yun a look.

Lin Yun got up and took over the Phoenix Terrace, cupped his hands to look at Gaotai, and said, "Thank you Princess for the wine, I'm not very grateful."

"You don't need to thank me, just thank Lingxiao sword pavilion."

Princess Fenghua's expression is still quiet and cold, as ethereal as it is surrounded by clouds and mists in the mountains.

Without the cultivation of High Heaven Sword Pavilion, Lin Yun would not be able to shine today, which is quite right.

But no one paid attention, the eldest prince Qin Yu snorted coldly in his heart, and quietly left the Qiongtai Hall.

Luo Feng smiled and said, "I don't dare to be, I don't dare to be. The princess will naturally thank the princess for the gift. If I want to come to Lin Yun, I will not disappoint the princess's gift."

Princess Fenghua was noncommittal, with a look of tiredness flashing in her eyes, she waved her hand, "This princess is tired, please leave."

When each sect received the wine, their faces were full of smiles, and they folded their hands and clasped their fists in salute, and then retreated.

Lin Yun looked at the Phoenix Stage in his hand, thinking about it, but he couldn't understand it.

"Hee hee, it seems that this senior sister is right. Our little junior brother really shines, and even the princess likes it. Please call me God Count in the future."

With a smile in her eyes, Xin Yan said solemnly.

Tang Tong smiled and said, "Junior younger brother is dignified, handsome, and has a bright future. It is really possible to become a concubine."

"A bunch of guys, what are you saying, just shut up for me."

Luo Feng sternly taught him a lesson, but everyone knew that he was in a good mood and was not angry.

Talking and laughing all the way, walked towards the outside of the island.

Lin Yun was puzzled and looked back, only to see Princess Fenghua, who was about to step into the palace gate, just turned around.

In an instant, his eyes met, and Lin Yun was inexplicably startled in his heart.

Looking at the veil covering her face, Princess Fenghua with peerless elegance, was a little stunned for a while.

However, after a moment, Princess Fenghua turned her head away without looking at it any longer.

Well, it doesn't seem to be looking at me anymore.

Lin Yun laughed at himself, without thinking too much, and withdrew his gaze. Outside Qiongtai Island, the mist is vast and misty, and the afterglow of the setting sun passes through the mountains and falls on the lake. The scenery is indescribably alluring.

Unfortunately, the sunset is beautiful, and there is also a twilight atmosphere, which is a little desolate.

He still prefers Chaoyang, which is like fire, seductive and unforgettable.

...

In the dead of night, there is another bright moon hanging on the branches of willows.

Qiuyeju, the attic of the courtyard, Lin Yun, who cultivated the Heart Sutra of the Years into a big Zhoutian, slowly opened his eyes.

He spit out a long turbid air, covered with true essence, and in this second-level age, the Heart Sutra was condensed and much restrained.

Putting the second-grade Lingyu that was split in his hand at will, Lin Yun raised his eyes and looked through the willow branches in front of the window, looking at the Cuizhu Lake full of moonlight.

However, on the emerald-like lake, there was an extra figure, light and agile, floating in the air, and the destination was his autumn leaf attic.

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the moonlight above the person's head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Apart from Liu Shan, there is no one else. Seeing the bald head, one can even imagine the smile on his face.

He swept away his long sleeves and got up to welcome the guests.

call out!

Young Master Liu Shang came over the moon, saw Lin Yun sitting at the table, and said softly, "Brother Lin, did you know I was coming?"

"I saw a bright moon in the sky, so I knew it was you, and the wine was ready."

Lin Yun took out the Phoenix Stage and laughed softly.

Young Master Liu Shang was stunned for a moment, touched his head, and suddenly realized that he couldn't stop laughing. His eyes swept away, and he landed on the Phoenix Stage, and while playing, he whispered softly: "Phoenix Stage, I remember the flute on the Phoenix Stage. I'm afraid that parting is painful, so many things, I want to talk about it. Newly thin, not dry ice wine, It's not sad autumn. People who read Wuling are far away, and smoke locks the Qin Building. Only the water in front of the building should be remembered for me, all day long.

Gaze. Gaze at the place, adding a new worry today. "

After speaking for a while, Liu Shang put down the jug and said with a smile: "This is a good wine, a good wine, and a wine with a story, but this is the wine that the princess gave you, I don't want it. I want monkey wine, I want Lin Brother's monkey wine, I want Brother Lin to invite me to drink monkey wine."

"No drunk, no return."

Lin Yunyang waved his hand, put away the Phoenix Terrace, and placed ten jars of monkey wine. Liu Shang's eyes suddenly showed a hot look, and he smiled: "I love Monkey Wine, and it is famous all over the world. There are many good wines in this world, but behind the good wines, there are always stories, whether happy or sad, or anger or sadness. There is monkey wine, a group of monkeys, just for the appetite, brew this clean and good wine. Ha.

Haha, drink! If you drink his motherfucker, you won't go home! "

Snapped!

As soon as he patted the table, he immediately picked up the jar of monkey wine, got up and started drinking.

Lin Yun was ashamed, Young Master Liu Sheng really lived up to the name of Liu Sheng, and when he drank wine, he was indeed ashamed.

After drinking the jar, Young Master Liu Shang smiled and said, "Happy! Lin Yun, come and drink too. Today, you are brilliant and famous in Daqin, so you have to drink a few glasses, no, you have to drink a few jars."

Lin Yun smiled, poured himself a night, and drank it all in one gulp.

After we parted tonight, and I don't know when we'll see each other, the two of them rode the moonlight and drank happily.

Half-drunk and half-awake, Lin Yun asked. He said that the seal of the heavens in Dragon Tiger Fist cannot be cultivated no matter what.

Liu Shang smiled complacently, pointed at his bald head, and smiled without saying a word.

Lin Yun pondered: "You mean, this seal of the heavens cannot be forcibly cultivated, you have to think with your brain and cultivate with your heart?"

Liu Shan chuckled and spit out a mouthful of wine: "Hahaha, no, I mean, it's up to you and me to fight for glory in two months."

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

It turned out that he wanted to kick off the three thousand vexation threads on his head, just like him, convert to Buddhism and understand Buddhism before he can cultivate.

He didn't guess much, but he didn't have any weird Buddhist intentions, so it seemed that the seal of the heavens could only be given up.

How much, it's still a pity.

The two chatted and drank happily, but in the dark of the night, there were also people in the princess mansion with gloomy faces and uncomfortable.

The one with a gloomy face was the eldest prince. After he left the stage, he didn't say a word, and his gloomy face continued to this day.

Wang Yan, who was completely uncomfortable, was by his side, shivering, and did not dare to speak.

Today, Qiongtai Hall, he is also watching secretly. All of them were vivid in my eyes, and seeing Lin Yun's brilliance, he gritted his teeth in hatred, and was deeply saddened.

As for why the eldest prince was angry, he was able to find out more or less.

Princess Fenghua hasn't held a birthday party for five years. Who knows that after doing so, the scene will still be grand, even better than before.

Many sects are still in awe of them as usual.

Qin Yu, the eldest prince, who had always been jealous of Princess Fenghua, would not be happy.

Qin Yu stood up suddenly and seemed to be about to speak, but Wang Yan quickly cheered up.

"Xin Jue, I can't stay."

The eldest prince paused and said in a deep voice, but Wang Yan's face froze: "What about Lin Yun?"

"Lin Yun?"

Qin Yu sneered, "With your vision, you are only worthy of staring at a sword slave. How good is he, Lin Yun, can he compete with the son in the Dragon Gate competition at the end of the year? Can he stop me from winning? first?"

"Yes, my subordinate understands."

Wang Yan quickly lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

"Walk!"

With a flash of killing intent in his eyes, Qin Yu raised his legs and prepared to leave. He has always killed decisively. Once you make up your mind, there will be no hesitation.

Just two people, just after leaving the hospital, they were stopped by an old man in gray.

There was a smile on the lazy face of the old man, and he cupped his hands and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Her Royal Highness the princess misses the eldest prince very much, and also asks the eldest prince to stay for a few days."

Qin Yu smiled and said, "It's my sister who understands me. What's on my mind, even if I haven't figured it out myself, help me figure it out in advance. Thank her for me. I'll stay for a few more days."

"must."

The gray-clothed old man stroked his beard and said with a smile.

The two turned around and returned to the hospital, but at the moment when they turned around, the moonlight fell on Qin Yu's face, he had no smile at all, his face was extremely cold. [Note that the words of Liushangyin are the words of Li Qingzhao, and the brand name of the word is Fenghuangtai Shang Yichuxiaoxiang Lengjinjin, which is a copper incense burner. As for Zuihuayin, it goes without saying that everyone should know that Mo Dao does not lose his soul, the curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than Huanghua. It is also the handed down work of Li Qingzhao. 】