"Tu Qianjun, I have met several seniors and have heard of Miss Qingcheng's reputation as the most unparalleled one in the world. Tu came here to visit him today, 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 and make friends."

I am afraid I am here to steal people? I am making friends with martial arts? I am afraid I want to give some advice?

Several old men on the seat sneered secretly that when this kid fell, the golden light emitted by his body was the unique aura of the princes, also called the pseudo-sacred realm. Moreover, his golden aura actually reached about one meter in radius, and it seemed that he had the first level of the princes! In front of the old people who were all saints, he released his aura unscrupulously, and glided for such a long distance with his aura, which made people feel like he was flying over. This was not obvious showing off his strength, but also clearly hitting the face of the young men present. He also snatched people in advance for him to come and snatch people. It seemed that the boys of his family would have a slim chance later.

Yue Ji smiled. This boy was quite tactful and respected him. Moreover, he clearly showed that the carriages were here to pursue his daughter, not to cause trouble. She also knew that the saints of her family were better than the previous generations of saints, but she did not expect that even the rarely born Divine City sent people to steal people. What is this? This is glory, and this is also strength. So she smiled brightly: "Young Master Tu must be the young master of the Dragon-Slaying God Guard among the four guards of the Divine City. As expected, the graceful figure is as outstanding as your father. You are here to be a handsome man... I will give you a seat!"

"Elder Yueji, my father said he wanted me to say hello to him like you! I won't need to give him a seat. I'm an old friend here, so I'll sit with him." Tu Qianjun smiled faintly, turned around and swept the young masters and sons, and finally his eyes fell on Xue Wuhen.

"Young Master, please sit down!" Xue Wuhen kept smiling. Seeing Tu Qianjun looking over, he smiled even more kindly. He quickly stood up, lowered his head slightly, and signaled him to sit in his seat.

"Uh!" Tu Qianjun nodded faintly, as if he did not care about the eyes of everyone, walked straight to Xue Wuhen's seat and sat down safely, lowered his head and stroked his sleeves, looked at the nearby people looking at him with some restraint, raised his head in surprise and said, "What's wrong? You can do whatever you want! Don't care about me, just think I don't exist."

"Yeah, yeah!" The people next to them hurriedly lowered their heads, and continued to drink, those who tasted tea, and those who ate fruits. Their hands and feet, which were slightly trembling, accidentally overflowed some of the water and wine in their hands, but those who ate fruits were in a panic and even ate the vines, which betrayed their panic and nervousness.

Feng Zi and Huacao looked at each other faintly, and saw their worries and shock from their respective eyes. Tu Qianjun was twenty-seven or eight years old and had the strength of the princes, which was a bit terrifying. You should know that they were also first-class geniuses. At the age of twenty-four, they were at the third level of the general realm. Combined with their unique skills, their comprehensive strength was the first and second level of the Marshal realm. If they could not compare with him, it would be a bit embarrassing...

Long Shuiliu was also drinking the strong wine silently from the side, accidentally swept Xue Wuhen who was whispering beside Tu Qianjun, and a faint sarcasm and loneliness flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he was a little envious of Xue Wuhen's actually made friends with the young master of the Divine City, but he looked down on him for his somewhat flattering performance. Of course, he really couldn't eat grapes, and said that the grapes were sour.

As soon as Tu Qianjun appeared, he exterminated the whole audience. With the mountain behind him and his amazing strength, he descended like a god, instantly covering the entire Jinghu light. The two armies fought, and the most important momentum was gone. This battle was like losing.

Ye Qinghan did not express any expression. Although he was a little unhappy with Tu Qianjun's attitude that was even more crazy than Ye Qingkuai. However, he was not prepared to carry Yue Qingcheng to the bed today, so he did not have the same emotion as facing his rival. However, facing Xue Wuhen's attentive and flattering attitude, he hated him more than Long Shuiliu. This kid usually looks like a human being, but he turns out to be a dog in his bones.

"Play!"

Seeing that everyone was slightly calmer, Yue Ji patted her hands twice and started to serve a pastry in front of a dish.

With her hand slapped, the Xiyuan Gate opened and twelve women in red walked out. It happened that the red dress was very similar to the Yueqi who was entertaining Ye Qinghan and the others in Cuige in the morning. The only difference was that today, there were small purple bells hanging on their smooth belly, which was full of fat. The snow-white skin, bright red dress, and the circle of purple on their waists, the three colors actually merged and merged, and evolved into a strange charm.

The dance was somewhat similar to Ye Qinghan's belly dance in his previous life, but obviously, such a beautiful and artistic dance would not be appreciated by everyone. They just kept staring at them with their eyes bulging. The two white and tender balls of whiteness and tenderness kept twisting because of twisting their bodies, and the infinite scenery under the shattered tulle skirts that were blown by the wind from time to time. Ye Qinghan and the others and the others were fine, and their identities and status did not allow them to perform too particularly well, but the rest of the young masters did not have so many concerns, and their eyes were so bulging that they were bigger than Ye Qingniu.

Under the unwillingness of the crowd, the twelve women retreated silently, but the young men were thinking in their hearts how to find a way to grab one from the Yue family. Although the Yue family mainly chooses men for the Summer Fire Festival, almost every time the Yue family settles the matter for the Saint, they will select some of the more qualified and powerful people from the many young men, and send out the twelve Jinghu women of the Yue family.

Although it is called gifting, it is actually no different from selling. Every woman from the Yue family will get a lot of resources and treasures. However, these young men who snatched the Yue family's women will not hesitate at all, and their family will willingly use a lot of treasures to exchange for the Yue family's woman.

Of course, this is not just because the Yue family Jinghu women are supreme. Any man who marrys Jinghu women will get the most pleasant satisfaction. But it is because if their young master can marry a Jinghu woman, it is equivalent to their family automatically obtaining the friendship of the Yue family, and they will receive a large amount of sharing in the Yue family's intelligence, force and resources until the woman dies. It can be said that a group of women in the Yue family can stand in the God of War Palace for thousands of years because of their marriage policy.

"Oh! So that's the case. This marriage policy was thought out by the genius of the Yue family. He was so smart." Ye Qinghan understood many things he didn't know before, and admired and exclaimed.

Feng Zi nodded, her eyes full of admiration: "The founder of the Yue family, Yuehou! A strange woman who made the ancestors of the four major families turn upside down by Feng Jun, Hua Emperor, Xue Shuai, and Ye Huang, her martial arts cultivation level reached the saint realm, and she was half a step to understand the gods! According to the genealogy, this woman of course rejected the four ancestors and walked into Yinyue City alone, creating the Yue family!"

"Stop talking, it's time to serve the food. You kid will perform well later. I'll cheer you!" Ye Qinghan saw Yue Ji raised his hand and patted his palms again. Knowing that Yue Qingcheng was about to go on stage, he quickly pushed Feng Zi and swept his eyes to Yue Ji behind him.

When Feng Zi heard this, she quickly tightened her body, straightened her sitting position, and looked ahead very seriously.

As Yue Ji gently patted her palms, a sound of the guzheng sounded in Xiyuan. An unknown song was played, and few people present understood this. It just felt that the guzheng sound was as gentle as the whispers of little girls at the beginning, a bit beautiful. After a while, the tune turned sharply like the rapid rain in summer. Water droplets fell on the jade plate, very crisp, and then like an ancient spring in the mountains flowing in the cracks of the rocks, dripping, very pleasant. Finally, it was like the sound of a knife protruding from an iron cavalry, making people feel excited... Even if the big and rough people were present, they were gradually moved by such a beautiful sound, and their hearts felt very ethereal and peaceful for a moment. When the sound of the zither suddenly turned into a knife sound, everyone felt that they came to the battlefield where tens of thousands of people were fighting, and their blood was soaring.

“Buzz…”

Just as everyone was listening to the boiling blood, the sound of the piano and zither stopped. Everyone looked in surprise, but they saw a pink figure floating out of the Xiyuan. The pink figure was a woman wearing a pink palace skirt, a pink scarf covered on her face, and a bright peach blossom on her head. The woman had a sword in her hand, and was holding a diagonally below her left hand, with her right hand in front, holding a small guzheng in her hand, and jumping out of thin air. The palace skirt was blown by the wind in the air, making a sound like a flying immortal from the sky.

Whether it is the wind or the woman's independence, when the woman just landed on the ground, the pink scarf on the woman's face slowly floated with the wind, revealing a peerless face. The black pearl-like eyes were smiling and pretty. The water covered the ground, the delicate nose stood tall, the corners of the small mouth were slightly raised, and the red lips were slightly opened, trying to attract people to kiss her. A bunch of plain waist was not enough to hold it. The whole person seemed like a fairy who fell into the mortal world. It made people feel that it was not desecrated or inviolable, but it was invisible to attract everyone, making people unable to help but want to blaspheme her and go to her. This feeling made people extremely contradictory.

No one usually wears pink dresses, and no one dares to wear them, because pink will give people a very vulgar feeling. But today Yue Qingcheng dares to wear them and wears them too, and she even wears a more vulgar peach blossom.

But... I'm afraid that no one present will dare to say that the pink color is vulgar after today. At least Yue Qingcheng is not only not vulgar, but the faint peach color is on her graceful figure, and her peerless face gives people the feeling of being so tempting, so majestic, so fatal!

Peach blossoms are poisonous, they can conquer the city, the country, and even poison people to death.
Chapter completed!