"Go in and don't dawdle!"
At the bottom of the dark and humid prison, yeluyan and Yan Tianxing were taken back. Dugu Hai was sitting at a square table with his jailer hat tilted, his legs crossed, gnawing a steaming pig's hoof in his mouth, glanced at them obliquely and said indifferently, "are you back?"
"Um... Ah!"
He smiled awkwardly. Yeluyan smacked his mouth twice, stared at the pig's hoof tightly, and his saliva was about to flow down: "er... Eating?"
"Yes!"
Dugu Hai smiled disapprovingly and sighed: "I can't compare with you. I can go to the palace for dinner every time. I can only chew a pig's hoof here and have some regular meals. How about going all day and night and enjoying myself?"
"Er... How are you, ha ha!"
Can smiles. Yeluyan and others scratch their heads with embarrassment, but soon they are hungry and make a noise, which makes them blush.
The imperial guards who escorted them behind them pushed them with contempt, locked them in their cells and said with a sneer: "what are you boasting here? The host gave a banquet for the general's family. What does it have to do with you? Are you on the table, cut."
"Jailer, take good care of them. Don't give them any good looks. These people are useless. The master and the general subdued the devil don't pay much attention to them. They are just a group of complimentary chicken ribs. The food is tasteless and it's a pity to abandon them. Ha ha ha!"
"I see!"
Dugu Hai waved to the escorting imperial guards and watched them stay away from here. Then they were left alone.
A flattering smile crossed the corner of his mouth. Yeluyan glanced at the delicious pig's hoof in Dugu's sea bowl, licked his tongue and said, "well... Brother Dugu, what else do you have, give me some?"
"Yo, I just came back from the Palace Banquet. I'm not full?"
"No... no, you just heard that. We didn't serve at all. It's too ungrateful for master to patronize himself to eat and drink at the banquet, regardless of our feelings, ha ha!"
"Take care of your feelings? What are you doing? After you are fed, put down the bowl and scold your mother, huh!" Dugu Hai turned his eyes.
Yeluyan's face trembled and he stroked his forehead with embarrassment. He knew that the boy was still angry with yesterday.
Yan Tianxing, a generation of old Jianghu people, said with a straight face: "Ah Hai, Yan'er was a little carried away when he heard that great Xia Yang came back. I hope I can forgive you for offending you. But then again, young man, sometimes he doesn't know what to do and is not calm enough. You are much better than him at this point. You have the style of being a generation of sect senior brother."
"Oh? Are you serious?"
Dugu Hai looked at it happily.
With a solemn nod, Yan Tianxing said solemnly: "All my life, I've always been realistic and never beat around the bush. Although it's inconvenient for us to participate in the affairs between Daxia Yang and your teachers and disciples, after secretly observing, our brothers agreed that you have the potential to be a senior brother. You're steady and mature and can stand the appearance. Yan'er is too young and reckless to do things."
"Yes, yes, brother is right."
As soon as the voice fell, the other worshippers nodded and agreed.
"Hey, big sacrifice, how can you do this? Just for such a meal, red mouth and white teeth are lying?" yeluyan looked at them angrily with his eyelids shaking, and his face was full of contempt.
Dugu Hai smiled so much that he couldn't close his mouth. He immediately filled ten big pig hooves, handed them up and said with a smile: "either you are old masters, your eyes are unique, and I'm a little embarrassed to praise, ha ha ha!"
"You don't have to be too modest. I always seek truth from facts!"
Looking at him very seriously, Yan Tianxing made a sound, and then took the bowl of pig feet handed by Dugu Hai. With a flash in his eyes, he immediately separated from the four brothers behind him and wolfed down.
Looking at this scene, yeluyan's face twitched and his heart was very angry.
You spineless old people, I misunderstood you. How can you say such words against your heart for a bowl of pig feet? I despise you, hum!
Gollum!
However, although he secretly hated it in his heart, he couldn't help crying.
Especially looking at the five old guys eating delicious, yeluyan's five zang organs Temple protested even more.
After a long time, yeluyan licked his dry lips, and finally couldn't help it. He sighed and flattened his mouth, facing Dugu Hai's evil face, forced out a miserable smile and said, "Er, that... Elder martial brother, is there anything else?"
"Junior brother, with your voice, senior brother, even if I don't have it here, I have to have it, hey hey!" he grinned and Dugu Hai nodded contentedly.
A quarter of an hour later, yeluyan was in the dark and humid cell, holding a steaming roast suckling pig, biting in a whirlwind, eating greasy mouth and smiling contentedly.
"It's so sweet, ha ha!"
At the same time, at the banquet at the Longevity Palace, a group of dancers sang and danced. Their graceful posture was like wearing flowers and butterflies, which dazzled the guests and friends present.
During the banquet, there was a crisscross of wine and preparation.
Yang Feng and the ghost King sat on the upper dragon chair together and met each other. They toasted each other, exchanged courtesies and lived in harmony. They had the meaning of forming a brotherly alliance. How could there be the tense atmosphere of just a slightest bit of tension?
This is what politics is about. All interests are paramount.
Maybe one second they can fight to the death and greet each other's ancestors. The next second, for the sake of interests, they can collude with each other like their brothers.
A senior member of the black soul sect saw that the atmosphere between them was suddenly harmonious. Then he looked at the graceful figures singing and dancing in front of him. His eyes narrowed and his eyes flashed. With a move, he took a dancer who had just passed by him into his arms and laughed: "It's just that I have reached a critical juncture in my martial arts practice. I need to gather Yin and replenish Yang. I didn't have time to walk among the people. Today, you'll stay with me one night, Jie."
"No, sir, please let me go. I... I have a man..."
"What's the big deal? I can favor you. It's the luck of your family. If your man dares to have any dissatisfaction, I'll screw off his head, ha ha ha!"
The old man was laughing proudly. The dancer's eyes were filled with tears and trembled with fear. She was about to cry, but she didn't dare to resist.
They have seen how ferocious these demons are in the past month.
When Yang Xiaoyi and Mo Shaoqiu saw this, they were slightly cold and angry, but they didn't dare to do it without Yang Feng's signal, for fear of damaging the overall situation.
Poof!
However, just then, an ice cone suddenly crossed the void and pierced the old man's heart.
The old devil's body was stiff, his eyes were sudden, a touch of bright red blood was scratched slightly at the corner of his mouth, his head was stiff, he turned his head slowly, and looked at the cold eyes above the main seat.
Yang Feng gently raised his finger and pointed to him. His fingertips were cold, and his eyes were cold