Chapter 71 Peach Blossoms Are Poisonous

"Tu Qianjun, I have met a few seniors, and I have heard for a long time that Miss Qingcheng's beauty is unparalleled in the world, so Tu came here today to pay his respects, and... I heard that the younger generation of elites from the God of War Palace are here, and Tu also hopes to make friends with Wu."

pay homage? Are you afraid that they are here to rob people? Make friends with Wu? Make friends? I'm afraid I want to give pointers, right?

Several old people in the seats sneered secretly, when this kid fell, the golden light radiating from his body was the unique aura of the vassal realm, also called the false sanctuary. Moreover, his golden aura has reached a radius of about one meter. It seems that he has a cultivation base of the first level of the princes! In front of several of them, who are all old things in the saint realm, he unscrupulously released his aura, and glides for such a long distance with his aura, which makes people feel like he is flying over. This is clearly showing off his strength, and it is also clearly slapping the faces of the young masters and buddies present. Also to build up momentum for him to rob people in advance, it seems that those boys in my family have little chance of waiting.

Yue Ji smiled openly, this kid is quite sensible, and he respects old fellows like herself. And he made it clear that the chariots and horses were here to pursue his daughter, not to make trouble. She also knew that this generation of saintesses in her family were better than the previous generations of saintesses in all aspects, but she did not expect that even Shencheng, who was rarely born, would send people to snatch them. What is this, this is glory, this is also strength. So she laughed brightly: "Young Master Tu must be the son of the Dragon Slayer Divine Guard among the Four Guards of the Divine City. He is as handsome as your father, and the jade tree is facing the wind. Come here...give me a seat!" [

"Elder Yueji, my father said he wanted me to say hello to you on his behalf! You don't need to give him a seat. There is an old friend of mine here, so I'll sit with him." Tu Qianjun smiled faintly, turned his head and glanced at the young masters, and finally his eyes fell on Xue Wuhen.

"My lord, please sit down!" Xue Wuhen kept smiling. Seeing Tu Qianjun looking over at this moment, she smiled more cordially. She quickly stood up, lowered her head slightly, and signaled him to sit in her seat.

"Eh!" Tu Qianjun nodded lightly, as if ignoring everyone's gaze, he went straight to Xue Wuhen's seat and sat down peacefully, lowered his head and stroked his sleeves, looked at the people nearby who looked at him cautiously, raised his head in surprise and said: "What's wrong? You can do whatever you want! Don't worry about me, you just pretend I don't exist."

"En, en!" The people next to them hurriedly lowered their heads, and each continued to drink, drink tea, drink tea, and eat fruit. It was just slightly trembling hands and feet, accidentally spilling some water and wine in their hands, but the fruit eaters were a little flustered and even ate the vines, all kinds of performances betrayed their panic and nervousness.

Feng Zi and Huacao looked at each other faintly, and they could see their worry and shock from their eyes. This Tu Qianjun is twenty-seven or eight years old, and he has the strength of the princes, which is too scary. You must know that the two of them are also considered to be first-class geniuses. It's fine if it's not as powerful as him, after all, the glory of the city of God has been achieved from generation to generation. It's a bit embarrassing if you can't match him in strength...

Long Shuiliu was also silently drinking strong wine, and accidentally glanced at Xue Wuhen, who was whispering next to Tu Qianjun, with a hint of sarcasm and loneliness in his eyes. Obviously, he was slightly envious of Xue Wuhen for befriending Mr. Shencheng, but he also looked down on his flattering performance. Of course, it was more because he couldn't eat grapes, saying that the grapes tasted sour.

As soon as Tu Qianjun appeared on the stage, he overwhelmed the audience. Relying on the high mountain behind him and his astonishing strength, he descended like a god, instantly covering him with the light of the entire quiet lake. When the two armies are fighting, the most important thing is the momentum. If the momentum is gone, it is a loser in this battle.

Ye Qinghan didn't express any expression, although he was a little displeased with Tu Qianjun's attitude, which was more crazy than Ye Qingkuan. But he wasn't going to hug Yue Qingcheng to the bed today, so he didn't have the emotion of facing a rival in love. But in the face of Xue Wuhen's courteous and flattering gesture, he hated it more than Long Shuiliu. This kid usually looks like a dog, but he is really a dog in his bones.

"Crack!"

Seeing that everyone had calmed down slightly, Yue Ji clapped her hands twice, and began to serve a pastry in front of the main course.

With a clap of her hand, the gate of Xiyuan opened, and twelve women in red walked out. It just so happens that this red dress is very similar to the costumes of Yue Qi who entertained Ye Qinghan and the others in Cui Pavilion in the morning when they danced. The only difference is that today, there are small purple bells hanging on their smooth belly with no interesting fat. The snow-white skin, the bright red dress, and the purple circle around the waist, the three "colors" merged and intersected together, forming a strange charm.

The dance is somewhat similar to the belly dance of Ye Qinghan's previous life, but obviously such a beautiful and artistic dance is not appreciated by everyone. They just kept staring at the two balls of white tenderness that these women kept shaking because of their twisting bodies, and the infinite scenery under the broken gauze skirts that were blown up by the wind from time to time. Ye Qinghan, the others and the old guys above are fine, their identities and status do not allow them to be too outrageous, but the rest of the sons don't have so many scruples, and the eyes of all of them are even bigger than Ye Qingniu.

Under the reluctant eyes of everyone, the twelve girls retreated silently, but the young masters were silently thinking about how to find a way to grab one from the Yue family. Although the Yue Family Xiahuo Festival is mainly for the saintess to choose men, almost every time the Yue family decides on the matter of the saintess, they will select a part of the many sons with higher qualifications, strength and influence, and send out the twelve Jinghu women of the Yue family.

Although it's called giving away, it's actually no different from selling. Every girl from the Yue family will get a lot of resources and treasures in exchange. But these sons who snatched the woman from the Yue family would not hesitate, and their families would willingly exchange a lot of treasures for the woman from the Yue family.

Of course, it's not just because the Jinghu woman from the Yue Family is supreme in the world, any man who marries a Jinghu woman will get the happiest satisfaction. It is also because if the young master of these families can marry a Jinghu woman, it means that their families will automatically gain the friendship of the Yue family, and they will get a large share of the Yue family's intelligence, force, and resources until the woman dies. It can be said that a group of women from the Yue Family can stand in the God of War Palace for thousands of years because of their marriage policy.

"Oh! It turns out that this kind of marriage policy was thought up by the genius of the Yue Family, it's really extremely clever." Under Feng Zi's soft explanation, Ye Qinghan understood many things that she didn't know before, and she admired it in admiration.

Feng Zi followed suit, her eyes full of admiration: "The founder of the Yue family, the queen of the month! A strange woman who fascinated the ancestors of the four major families, Fengjun, Huadi, Xueshuai, and Yehuang. At that time, her martial arts cultivation had also reached the peak of a saint, and she was half-sacred! According to the genealogy records, this woman of course rejected the four ancestors, walked into Silver Moon City alone, and created the Yue family!"

"Stop talking, the food is about to be served. You guys have to perform well later, and I'll cheer you on!" Seeing Yue Ji raised her hand and clapped her hands again, Ye Qinghan knew that Yue Qingcheng was going to play, so she quickly pushed Feng Zi and turned her gaze to Yue Ji's back.

Feng Zi immediately tightened her body when she heard this, corrected her sitting posture, and looked ahead very seriously. [

As Yue Ji patted her palms lightly, there was a guzheng sound in Xiyuan, playing an unknown piece of music, few people present understood it. It’s just that the sound of the zither is like little girls whispering at first, which is a bit pleasant. After a while, the tune turns sharply like a summer rainstorm, and the water drops fall on the jade plate, which is very crisp. Then it turns like an ancient spring in the mountain flowing in the cracks of the stone, very pleasant, and finally it’s like the protruding knife of a cavalry. Very peaceful. At the end, when the sound of the zither suddenly turned into the sound of the knife, everyone felt that they had come to the battlefield where tens of thousands of people were fighting, and their blood soared.

"Om..."

Just when everyone's blood was boiling, the sound of the zither stopped, and everyone looked in the direction of Xiyuan in amazement, only to see a pink figure floating out of Xiyuan. The peach red figure is a woman. The woman is wearing a peach red palace dress, with a peach red silk scarf on her face, and a bright peach blossom on her head. The woman has a sword in her hand, and she holds a small guzheng in her right hand.

I don't know if it's because of the strong wind or the woman's autonomy, when the woman just landed, the pink silk scarf on the woman's face fluttered slowly with the wind, revealing a peerless face with a smile in her black pearl-like eyes. The plain waist is tied, but there is no grip. The whole person is like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, so people feel inviolable and inviolable, but they are invisibly attracting everyone, and people can't help but want to blaspheme her, go to her, this feeling makes people contradictory to the extreme.

Peach red dresses, generally no one wears them out of style, and no one dares to wear them, because peach red will give people a very tacky feeling. But today, Yue Qingcheng dared to wear it, and she did, and she even put on a more vulgar peach blossom.

It's just... I'm afraid that after today, no one present here would dare to say that pink is vulgar. At least Yue Qingcheng is not vulgar, not only is it not vulgar, but the faint peach color is reflected on her graceful figure, and when matched with her peerless face, it makes people feel so alluring, so sexy, so deadly!

Peach blossoms are poisonous, they can overwhelm a city, they can also overwhelm a country, and they can poison people to death.