Chapter 122 I Advise You to Keep a Low Profile

The fox demon and snake spirit dared not be reserved after hearing this, and walked to the center of the banquet hall.

They stretched their waists and danced gracefully.

The fox demon was charming, and the snake spirit was delicate.

The translucent veil barely covered her delicate body, and the mysterious temptation of half-covering aroused many exploration desires.

Several dragon girls blushed, but they were suppressed by the power of the devil and could not leave. Suddenly, they heard a voice transmission, and they stood up and danced with the fox demon and snake spirit.

The demon king had an extraordinary learning ability. In a moment, the dragon girl became proficient from being awkward.

The demon was charming, and the dragon girl was innocent, adding a bit of interest.

"Not bad!"

Zhou Yi clapped his hands and praised, and Ao Han hurriedly fed wine obediently, fearing that he would also go up to dance.

The solemn and solemn Dragon King's succession banquet, with the flying skirt, suddenly changed its taste.

It should have been the part of presenting gifts, but the turtle general in charge of the host had long forgotten his job, and his green eyes swept over the snake spirit.

This is not an ordinary dance. The dancer is a demon king who can shock a state. He is the only one in Guisheng.

The veins on Ao Jing's forehead throbbed, and the jade wine glass in his hand was crushed into pieces without knowing when.

But it didn't dare to say anything. Zhou Yi defeated the fire lion with two swords and killed Jin Peng with one sword. The deterrent power was too strong.

Those foreign first-class demon kings were still furious before Jin Peng died. After Jin Peng died, he drank calmly and enjoyed the dance with a smile.

Zhou Yi didn't know how much wine he drank. His mind became more and more blurred, and he fell into the arms of the dragon girl.

Ao Han sometimes fed wine and sometimes fed spiritual fruits. The maid was naturally talented.

It's a pity that the dance was only a few steps. It gradually lost the nobility of the dragon girl demon king. It was repeated back and forth, and it was boring to watch.

Zhou Yi waved his hand and said, "Go down! Compared with the sisters in Chunfeng Tower, you are far behind. You can learn when you have time!"

The dragon girls were relieved and left the hall without returning to their original positions.

On the contrary, several fox demons and snake spirits, with eyes as bright as lightning, looked at Zhou Yi with different eyes.

With white hair and old face, he seemed to feel particularly safe.

One of the brave snake demons twisted his body and pretended to fall into Zhou Yi's arms.

"Get out!"

With an angry shout, the snake demon was frightened and turned into a three-foot black snake, winding and disappearing.

The faces of several fox demons and snake spirits changed slightly, and they dared not to flirt with each other, and bowed obediently and returned to their original positions.

Ao Han's mouth corners were slightly raised, with sarcasm in his eyes. Shameless and broken, how can you compete with me for favor!

Zhou Yi changed to a comfortable posture, turned his head and looked at Dragon King Ao Jing, and said.

"I've heard that there are many treasures in the Dragon Palace... The stick you gave to the Great Sage was so good back then. If you don't give me a decent weapon today... I'll learn from the Third Prince and peel off your skin and pull out your tendons!"

The voice was intermittent, and his eyes were sometimes focused on Ao Jing, and he was drunk.

The Luoshui Dragon Palace was surrounded by demon kings.

An old man who was drunk and unconscious pointed and frightened the demons.

The human master in the corner looked at "Three Enlightenment Master" at this time, just like looking at the gods and Buddhas they worshipped on weekdays, and they were just short of worshipping.

Ao Jing said from his teeth: "What Great Sage? What Third Prince?"

At this time, an old and majestic voice came to my ears.

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"Let him choose, let him continue talking!"

Ao Jing was suddenly startled, his mind raced, his anger dissipated in an instant, and he asked respectfully: "Master Sanwu, what weapon do you need?"

The monsters in the hall were all very smart, and Ao Jing changed his face quickly, and immediately thought of dozens of possibilities.

"Of course it is... Phoenix Wing Purple Gold Crown, Chainmail Gold Armor... Lotus Silk Cloud-walking Shoes, and that... Ruyi..."

When Zhou Yi said this, his expression suddenly became sacred, and he sat up straight from the arms of the Dragon Girl, as if the person he was talking about must be serious and solemn.

The monsters were listening with their ears erect, and they heard a call of names outside the door.

"The Immortal Riding a Bull is here--"

The word "Immortal" was heard like thunder, and all the monsters and people looked at the door of the hall.

Ao Wu looked helpless, leading a five-colored divine bull into the door, and the one sitting cross-legged on the back of the bull was the Immortal who was famous for Dagan.

Zhou Yi was drunk and seemed to hear someone calling his name. He looked up and was surprised.

He thought he was very handsome, second only to the legendary reader, how come there is another equally handsome guy in the world!

San Wu rode in with a relaxed look on his face. He noticed at first glance that "San Wu" half leaning on the arms of the dragon girl had a somewhat stiff expression.

If he was not in the Dragon Palace and not watched by dozens of demon kings, he would definitely jump out to expose the truth and then throw the guy who ruined his reputation into the drowning and seal it for ninety-nine times!

Ao Wu looked miserable and stepped forward to report: "Father, I met a true immortal on my way back to Mushui."

Ao Wu was in a very complicated mood. He saw the "San Wu" he brought wreaking havoc at the banquet before, and was afraid that his father would punish him, so he quietly slipped away during the chaos, and then brought another true immortal.

"The Immortal is here, junior..."

Ao Jing came back to his senses from the shock, and quickly stood up and walked down, bowing to invite the Immortal to sit in the first seat.

It was no exaggeration to show respect, Ao Jing knew the Immortal Riding Bull better than anyone else in the hall. He was determined to restore the glory of the dragon race in Yunzhou, and he specifically asked the old dragon king about the sudden appearance of the powerful human race.

"That snake fairy should be Liu Hengmei, whose original form is the ancient beast Bashe. His strength was not weaker than mine, but he died in the hands of a true fairy, and even his soul could not escape... It's so terrifying!"

When the demons in the hall saw Ao Jing's behavior, they immediately knew that the real master had come, and hurriedly stood up to wait.

The human true fairy is equivalent to the master of the demon country. The demon country has extremely strict hierarchy, and the master often eats the demon king for nourishment.

These foreign demon kings are more afraid of the true fairy level than Ao Jing.

Sanwu shook his head lightly and pointed to the position next to Zhou Yi: "You are a guest, I will sit here."

Without waiting for Ao Jing's consent, he sat directly next to Zhou Yi.

"Niu'er, go outside and wait."

After Sanwu finished speaking, the five-colored divine cow mooed in response.

The five-colored smoke and haze appeared under his feet, and he disappeared from sight in an instant as fast as lightning.

Ao Jing was more and more certain that the person in front of him was the Immortal Riding a Bull. Only the Immortal would ignore the seating arrangement and do whatever he wants with an open mind, unlike a certain old man in the Yunxiao Dao Palace who would make trouble!

Look at how majestic that bull is. It's a pity that the Immortal doesn't like riding a dragon. In fact, we also...

"Sit down, sit down! I don't like some practices outside the domain, but I won't meddle in other people's business. Just abide by the law in the territory of Da Gan."

Sanwu's words made the foreign demon king on the opposite side feel relieved and bowed to thank him.

After that, there was a lot of flattery, which made Sanwu very happy.

Zhou Yi lay in the arms of the dragon girl and looked at the Immortal Riding a Bull. He always had the illusion of looking in the mirror.

Sanwu was clear-minded and clever, and the other party was willing to cooperate. He quickly figured out the absurd things done by the fake "Sanwu".

If it weren't for maintaining the image of a real immortal, he might not be able to beat him. Sanwu had the urge to strangle the other party.

San Wu looked at Zhou Yi solemnly and said in a very serious tone.

"Young man, I advise you to keep a low profile!"