124 Star Soul Tanabata

Qixi did not pay attention to the others in the hall, but just looked up at the salted fish fairy. The salted fish fairy muttered and blinked his eyes twice, spitting bubbles and said, "Who are you?"

Fortunately, no one is pinning their hopes on the idiot fish fairy with amnesia. Qixi Wuzhu looked at it, and his eyes seemed to float on the body of the man who took the carp:

"Xuanqing--"

She called her name. The mackerel beauty, known as Xuanqing, immediately came forward and bowed to Qixi. It seems that she really can't speak. Not only can't she, but the rest of the mackerel should not be able to speak.

Xuanqing really made a gesture with Qixi for a long time. On the Qixi Festival, he raised his hand and said, "Take the guests to the crying pearl garden for dinner."

This... even if you have seen the salted fish? Now the salted fish is stiff. It seems that everyone has not answered his questions, so he can't continue the conversation and will only be stunned. What's wrong with this Chinese Valentine's Day? Isn't she also a salted fish guest? Why does she feel a little anti-guest? She didn't seem to want to pay attention to other guests. After arranging the announcement, her right hand hidden in her sleeve was behind her back, and her left hand was in front of Dantian. There seemed to be a flame that would not burn but faintly glow.

She just looked deeply at the salted fish on the jade seat without saying a word.

"Humph, what's going on? Aren't you also a guest? Why do you listen to your arrangement?

The first thing to question is Mu Husha, a fairy gunman. As soon as this complaint fell, he only heard two "bang", but it was the old man He who slowly patted Mu Husha's buttocks with his epee: "Young man, ask the seniors to at least be polite and respectfully call him 'Lord Qixi', right? Don't you think so - Lord Qixi?"

"How dare the old man touch me!" The long gun in Mu Husha's hand raised a wave of air and swept over the top of Mr. He's head, and the domineering impact formed a sharp contrast to his incomparable bitch's complaint. Qixi is still out of the matter. She turned her back to everyone, but Yaoling always felt that the afterglow of the corners of her eyes was facing someone around her. Who is it?

"Ha ha ha, the young man's body is stronger and more elastic than the old man~~" He noticed that Mu Husha's face was getting more and more horrible. The old man He brushed his beard and said, "No more, no, let's go to dinner first, hehe~~"

"Old man, stop!" The enraged Mu Husha chased out with a long gun. All the way, the sparks and lightning were full of the sound of coral palace lamps and stone tables being smashed into pieces...

Yao Ling has been unable to complain. Isn't Mu Husha a man? What if you are touched by a man? Old man He said that sentence later, as if he was deliberately trying to make him angry. The situation is so chaotic and illogical that she really can't show a serious expression like Xia Gulin. Is there another big conspiracy?

"Let's go, too."

Everyone followed Xia Gulin out of the sinking fish palace. The palace gate was opened again, and no one knew what Qixi was going to do in it. Old He and Mu Husha have run away, and Yaoling and his party still led them to the Weeping Pearl Garden by the merper.

Yao Ling looked up at the tall, towering, deep purple plum-red coral tree, and the shell wind chime hanging on the branch made an intoxicating sound like music, but she suddenly couldn't regain the joy just now. It's really a little weird to see too many strange people and fish along the way.

"Fengchuan, do you... see something?"

"No. Those strange undersea creatures are nothing, just the Qixi Festival..."

Fengchuan also showed a rare look of vigilance, "That Qixi Festival seems to have a deep relationship with Sifan Dongtian. She is an old friend of Jiang Chengzi, the owner of the deceased generation of Dongtian, and has a hundred years of friendship. Now this salted fish fairy is the son of Jiang Chengzi.

"Huh? Where did you hear about these things!" Yaoling couldn't help but be ashamed. At least she had learned a lot about the history of the six sects in the teacher. When it was really useful, she didn't know much about Xiao Fengchuan, a well-known person in the market!

"It's my turn to ask you - why don't you even know these? The eldest brother said it on that matter before coming. Fengchuan knocked on Yaoling's forehead and looked at him proudly. Isn't Yao Ling just like to think about things when everyone is talking? Occasionally, if you don't concentrate, you don't have to be despised like this, right?

"What else did the big brother say..." Yao Ling was shameless and continued to ask questions. He was not ashamed to ask. He would not die if he was despised.

"Do you dare not concentrate any more?" Fengchuan tried to keep his voice down, but with Xia Gulin's skills, he could definitely hear what he wanted to hear. "The eldest brother also said that after Jiang Chengzi handed over Sifan Dongtian to the salted fish, he asked his best friend Qixi to assist the salted fish and manage all the things in the sky. Who knows whether the strange woman sincerely assists the son of the deceased, or holds the emperor to order the princes. Anyway, the whole Sifan Dongtian is now in the heart of Qixi. She freely enters and exits the nest palace of the highest palace in Dongtian and the Quanxian Temple of the mackerel clan. Under one fish, she is above ten thousand fish.

The distant spirit suddenly realized. Although there is no evidence, combined with the words she heard from Xiao Fengchuan, she finally sorted out the whole thing:

The son of Jiang Chengzi, the owner of the last generation Sifan Cave, is a salted fish fairy. He is an idiot who can't manage his own aquarium, but he is not a complete idiot. He doesn't want to be the puppet of the strange woman Qixi Festival. He wants to find someone to help him drive away Qixi Festival and restore his real power. So he invited the elites of the six sects - although there were only two, there were also six sons.

If that's the case, you must help the poor stupid fish. It is indeed so stupid that it can't be saved, but it's really unpleasant to be treated as an ornamental dish by a schemed foreigner.

The taste... Well, it smells so good!

Yao Ling's mind was so empty that he didn't notice that the foreground objects were constantly changing. Now he has arrived at the Crying Pearl Garden.

Yaoling was so hungry that he was dizzy. He just sat on the soft mackerel mat, but there was a wonderful sound of bells in his ear. Is it deep? Why did she sit next to Yaoling? How much joy does this meal have to lose!

"I don't think there are any small animals around here. Can you let the organ girl out?"

As she spoke, she waved her hand fiercely and only heard a "pattering" sound. When she threw it out of the ring of lovesickness, Mei fell into the big clam shell open behind the seat. "Kada", the clam shell is closed.

"Hey... It seems that that woman is really not suitable to appear here..." Hua Shen picked up the shell wine glass, "Goo-dong" drank all the wine in the glass, and the wine glass was lazily, waiting for the mackerel maid to pour wine for her.

"What are you leisurely there! Why don't you come and save people?" The distant brothers and feet are used to break the clam shell. How dare the wild woman say that there are no small animals here? Do you dare to make fun of others with such observation? She has been swallowed into her stomach by the little animal she is most afraid of! Maybe... By the time Yao Ling opened the clam shell, she had become a big pearl...

"Xiao Fengchuan, why don't you come and help!" Yao Ling was furious, "Take your sword and pry this damn clam away!"

"...It's really troublesome." Fengchuan had no choice but to walk over with his sword, "Do you really want to pry it? It's not good... Can't you break it directly with a sword?"

"Please speak responsibly, okay? Even if you cook, you don't have to break the clam shell, do you?

Seeing that the scene of the banquet was like this, Wu Lingchun couldn't laugh or cry. If they mess around like this again, the eldest brother will be angry. Then he ordered Wumei, "Umei, go and have a look. Don't let them make too much noise."

Hua Shen didn't care and drank from himself. Later, she simply asked the mackerel maid to bring the whole jar of wine and hold it in her arms and drink it painfully.

After drinking for a long time, because Mu Husha and Mr. He had been chasing and fighting in the field, the pre-arranged mackerel dance team was unable to play. Hua Shen looked up and clearly saw that the opposite seat was sitting on the Qixi Festival.

I don't know when I came here. It's really... out of the world.

Hua deeply noticed the woman's eyes, but did not put down the wine jar and looked at her.

"Farewell to Anzhou. I haven't seen you for three years. The Shenshen girl has grown so big."

is the sound of Qixi Festival. Her lips didn't move, and she actually spread a deep voice to the flowers.

Hua Shenshen looked up at the Qixi Festival. In her lavender eyes, there seemed to be frozen stars quietly flashing. On her white lotus face, there was a faint flowing smile like fireworks.

"Oh, you also talk more than three years ago." Hua Shen's fingers jumped briskly on the edge of the mouth of the altar. At the age of fifteen, she was very relaxed in the face of the rather oppressive momentum of the Chinese Valentine's Day.

"How are you, Master?"

"Naturally, it's good." Hua Shen knows the truth that if you say too much, you will lose, especially when facing the enemy.

"It's really unexpected to meet a deep girl in this Nanhai cave." Qixi said, looking at the direction of Mr. Liu clearly. She wondered why Hua Shen was with the sixth son.

The noisy voice of Yao Ling and Fengchuan was mixed with the sound of Qixi Festival, which filled Hua Shen's mind, which shocked her head almost cracked. And that Yan Qingdu didn't know how much wine he had drunk. He drank so fast and grabbed the mackerel maid to play boxing with him. It's so noisy.

"Sifan Dongtian... It is said to be in the South China Sea, but in fact, it is not far from the East China Sea. The old garden is close at hand. Don't you want to go back and have a look?

The flower was deeply shocked. The cold wine she had just drunk suddenly burned in her stomach, and she was about to burn her remaining calmness.

It was like the first night in my memory, the once-in-a-century fire burned the whole palace into scorched earth. The feeling of watching everything destroy and being away from yourself...

Those memories were frozen into ice, burned into ashes, cut into pieces and deeply buried. She thought that the memories would never come to her mind again. Unexpectedly, here, at this time, they were pulled out of the bottom of her heart by this terrible woman, and they were bloodily held in front of her.

Why...

Her nails scratched the edge of the wine jar. The harsh sound was submerged in the cheerful atmosphere of the Weeping Pearl Garden.

She can't control her feelings anymore. She almost turned into the fire, burning the woman in front of her and the remaining evil smile on her face to ashes!