"^ would you like to marry me after the birthday celebration..."

This word was originally an elegant and mellow aria, but he still hasn't finished it. The Xiao voice suddenly rises, and Xie Fengliu can't help but run away with it. The last few words, like nine songs and eighteen bends, soar straight up and split his voice -

after this strange voice came out, people under the stage naturally laughed.

Even Ji Shenyue couldn't help laughing.

As for the senior brothers who are dressing up as horses, stumps and stones on the stage, they can't help it. The four hoofs of the horses almost lie on the ground, the ones who are bending down and dressing up as stumps fall on the ground, and the ones who are dressing up as stones are shaking and shaking like playing tricks

They all think it's younger martial brother Jiu who is playing with the living treasure. It's really hard to play for fun!

Only Xie Fengliu's face changed slightly under the oil paint. He stepped back and pressed his hand gently on his chest.

It seems that he is not willing to ask again. The Ziyun patriarch who is sitting in the first place has stood up and looked out with a smile: "since the old friend has come, why not come in? What do you do to tease the little guy? "

Who's here?

Who can be called an old friend by Ziyun Lord?

"On the Lord's birthday, tianlante came to have a fun." A clear magnetic voice sounded, and there was a faint flash of light and shadow in the middle of the air, and a person appeared.

The beautiful face, the blue robe flying like the sparkling lake, and the jade flute in the palm attract everyone's attention as soon as it appears in the air.

Someone has called out: "eight highness!"

"Your Highness Rong Yue!"

It was Rong Yuetian LAN who came here. He smiled and nodded to the audience. His eyes swept over the two people on the stage.

Ji Shenyue and his line of sight meet in the air for a short time. It seems that Rong yuetianlan has slightly hooked his lips towards her, which looks like a smile.

Ji Shenyue's heart danced slightly, but his brow was frowned.

What happened to him?

In this case, he recognized her at a glance?

Xie Fengliu's eyes also look at Rong Yuetian LAN. When Rong Yuetian Lan's eyes sweep over, he looks back.

Rong Yuetian Lan's eyes were dull and sharp. Xie Fengliu had an illusion that he saw through him at once -

fortunately, Rong Yuetian Lan's eyes swept away from him.

The immortal looked at the Ziyun patriarch, and then he smiled: "the patriarch's birthday is really unique, and the sound of killing pigs can also be used!"

others saw that his smile was a light smile, but Ji Shenyue heard a bit of gnashing teeth from his laughter.

She frowns again. Is it because she laughs at Xie Fengliu's duet with Rong yuetianlan?

This metaphor is more poisonous!

This man is really an unusual tongue!

She looked at Xie Fengliu again, because he had the most words to sing, and it was more likely to describe him.

As expected, Xie Fengliu looked at Rong Yuetian LAN angrily.

The Ziyun patriarch understood the implied meaning of Rong yuetianlan's words. He smiled lazily and deliberately misinterpreted: "Rong Yuejun hates my disciples' bad singing?"

He glanced at the guests and asked for their opinions sincerely: How did my two apprentices perform? Can be regarded as four words of lingering sound? "

People look at me and I look at you. Actually, this question is very easy to answer, but because the two people who hold opposite opinions make them have scruples and dare not answer it happily.