Chapter 365 Jinghong Dance

"Gentlemen, please enjoy our specialty spiritual fruits in the South China Sea. Many of these spiritual fruits are beneficial to practice. Don't be polite." Sitting on the throne, the Green Dragon King looked down and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Dragon King!"

"The Dragon King is polite. I have the honor to eat the spiritual fruit. Thank you very much!"

The Green Dragon King opened his mouth, and many practitioners below hurriedly patted their horses, while more picked up the dazzling fruits on the table and began to savor them carefully. With the free spirit fruit tasting, Moke will naturally not let it go. He glanced at it, and then picked up a fruit that was as red as agate and bloomed with brilliance, and took a bite.

"Oh~!"

I don't know what the fruit is. As soon as Moke bit the peel, the fruit immediately sprayed out clouds, with an orchid-like fragrance like Ganoderma lucidum, which condensed into auspicious clouds in midair, like dragons and tigers galloping, strong and powerful, like flowers, fragrant and sweet.

The mouth was full of fragrance, with a sweet fragrance, and a warm current slid into Moke's throat, which suddenly made Moke's body indescribably comfortable and excited.

After eating this fruit in one bite, Moke actually felt addicted. He couldn't help reaching out his hand, picked up a light silver round fruit and ate it gently. Moke is relatively elegant, such as Xiaojin, Yuan Wuxue and others. They are like pers who see beautiful women. They opened their mouths and swallowed them one by one.

The dragon clan is really rich and generous, and each of them is provided for everyone to eat. Each of them is extremely precious. It is also a specialty of the South China Sea. Many practitioners will naturally not let go and eat it with relish. What's more, many practitioners hurriedly displayed the secret method, put away the countless spiritual fruits on the table, and then took out one and slowly ate it.

Everyone was happy to eat, and Xiaojin laughed strangely. He waved his hand and put away all the spiritual fruits on his table. Instead, he secretly took a spiritual fruit on Yuan Wu's blood table.

"Damn big nephew!"

Yuan Wu blew his beard and stared with an angry expression.

"Jinhai Cuiming Bai Yusheng, Han Hailan has two generations of love. For the wine, gold bottle and the moon, Qionglu is sad and bamboo flute. Xianpeng asked about the north and south, and there was an infatuated relationship with each other. The butterfly is alone in love with the green begonia, and the lonely peak is alone against the sky. Infatuation is not for the people of the world, but only for the bed of the bright moon. Citi's faces are all floating. How dare you be in life?

At this moment, I suddenly heard an ethereal and holy singing sound, with a kind of melancholy in the tone, like a lingering sound.

With the sound of singing, I suddenly heard a wisp of clear flute rising, and the gentle flow was as bright as blue waves and light clouds. The holy white light floated down like feathers. In the light, 72 beautiful girls appeared, dancing in the air, holding a purple flute and playing leisurely on their lips. The snow-white skirts were as gentle as the wind, which shocked them indescribably shocked their hearts.

At this moment, everyone has a feeling of wanting to be intoxicated. This scene is really too beautiful.

Just when everyone's brains can't turn around, in the endless feather-like holy white light, a woman flies out like an elf in a flower, and her wide sleeves fly like a rolling cloud. The mutton fat jade pendant on the skirt jingles, and the green jade fingers move around, and her body is shining like a bright moon fairy. General.

This woman's face is like smoke and water, her face is dusty, like a lotus flower in the clear water, as light and light and shadow, as elegant as a fairy facing the dust, curling and coming.

This is like a fairy out of the picture scroll, which makes people have infinite reverie in their hearts.

Lightly opened the cherry lips, and the graceful voice sounded like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley. It was the previous singing sound. The woman walked lightly in the void, and the green silk flew like a snow ribbon being waved up. Suddenly, her figure was dreamlike and beautiful.

The graceful posture, the appearance like a fairy, the elegant and noble breath, everything made countless practitioners present moved, that is, many dragon men sitting on the throne, with envious expressions on their faces.

72 girls played the melodious flute and matched the woman's dance, which was harmonious and wonderful, and fascinating. Even her breathing and heartbeat seemed to stop, as if they were afraid of a little movement to destroy this perfect dance.

"I, a firebird, have been tying through the flood for hundreds of thousands of years. I have seen beautiful women of all races, and I think I have tasted countless beautiful women. Now it seems that what I have handed over are full of vulgar powders, vulgar and unbearable!" The firebird opened its mouth wide and muttered to itself.

"This woman's stunning city makes my heart flutter. If possible, she will definitely be included in the harem. Even if it is exchanged for all my wives and concubines, it is worth it!"

"What a beautiful dance, wonderful! It's really wonderful!"

"It's worth this trip. The dragon clan really has a deep background. I've never seen such a battle!"

Under this beautiful dance, many practitioners swayed and appeared one by one. At this moment, the woman suddenly turned around, her body was like a butterfly, her eyes flowed, spinning like a whirlwind, and smiled like a flower blooming!

This smile is beautiful!

Boom!

Seeing such a shocking smile, all the practitioners are beating wildly, and many of them are already dry and difficult to control.

At the same time, the woman was light and ethereal like a fairy. She suddenly fell on the throne of the Green Dragon King and affectionately took the arm of the Green Dragon King.

"Amitabha..."

calmly watching the woman dance, Moke's face was as calm as water, and he secretly admired the beauty of the dance in his heart.

72 girls playing the purple flute also went away. Until this moment, many practitioners reacted one by one, with different expressions.

"Hahahaha..."

It seems that it has been known that this will be the result for a long time. The Qinglong King laughed and said proudly, "Guys, I think you should all know the name of the Three Immortals Dance, the Neon Clothes Dance of the Taiyin Star Guanghan Palace, the lost Tianmo Dance, and the last dance, which is the Jinghong dance of my precious daughter. In order to welcome you young talents, my daughter Yao danced specially for you. I don't know if I can get your eyes?

"What? It turned out to be one of the three immortal dances, which really lives up to its reputation!"

"Amazing! It's really amazing!"

"This dance is wonderful, beyond words, wonderful! It's wonderful!"

"This time, the young master will definitely beat the heroes and win the favor of the princess!"

As soon as the words of the Green Dragon King came out, many practitioners below suddenly burst into an uproar and sighed that the trip was worthless, and those who wanted to participate in the selection of son-in-law were even more enthusiastic. They wished to defeat all their enemies immediately and hold the beauty back.

"Goo-dong!"

swallowed a spiritual fruit into his stomach, and Xiao Jin was also rarely excited. He rubbed his hands, looking like he was going to do a big job.

With a slight frown, Moke glanced at Xiao Jin and whispered, "Xiao Jin, don't be impulsive. Let's act on the opportunity. This time, the son-in-law is full of masters. Although your strength is not weak, you can't beat the heroes. Of course, you insist on participating, and the eldest brother can't stop it. Everything is done according to the opportunity.

Licking his lips, Xiaojin nodded and responded, "Brother, don't worry, Xiaojin knows that everything is important to the big brother's affairs. Besides, although this ninth princess is good, my little Jin is free and doesn't want to have an extra tail around her!"

Xiao Jin answered like this, and Moke breathed a sigh of relief and continued to listen to the words of the Qinglong King.

"Dear Qinglongwang, can you elaborate on the specific requirements and rules of your son-in-law?" Some demon talents couldn't stand it and sent out an inquiry.

Nod slightly, the Green Dragon King glanced at an old man bowing behind him.

The old man, in the shape of a crane on his tortoise back, looked like a smile. Seeing the Green Dragon King looking at him, he hurriedly stepped forward and made a loud sound in his mouth.

"The Dragon King has a purpose! Now there is a daughter under her knee, named Yaowu, who has reached the age of marriage. A son-in-law selection meeting has been held to select a satisfactory son-in-law for her. It is required that they must be the children of the demon clan. Within 3,000 years old, they must enter the wilderness dragon world and fight together. The losers will be directly transmitted out until the remaining ten people will be selected by the ninth princess herself!" The old man spoke loudly and read out the rules and requirements for choosing a son-in-law.