Chapter four hundred and ninety-ninth, the fire tree and silver flowers are combined, and the iron l(1/3)
Behind Yunyang Houfu, in the forbidden area shrouded in the darkness, the blue light is fleeting.
Peng Yu sent out and looked around. This is a secret room for metal casting.
Liyang extinguished the lantern and whispered: "This is the ban on the back of my house. No one comes here on weekdays, and there is no light."
Peng Yu nodded slightly.
Anyway, it doesn't matter if both of them have lights.
Out of the secret room, not far away is the main hall of Gaoyang Wangfu.
Here, King Gaoyang issued a series of government orders that influenced thousands of years.
This is another important political center of the Divine Dynasty after Kunwu Tiangong.
Bleak
The bright fireworks illuminate the sky. Under the brilliance of Chancan, Peng Yu saw the palace around the main hall. It was a place for government affairs to deal with government affairs. Just looking at the scale here, it was not worse than the Wenhua Hall.
However, the vicissitudes of the years, the once bustling Wangfu, only fell into the bird and the bird inhabited, and the weeds were clustered.
Looking at the palace in the dark, Peng Yu can imagine how prosperous Gaoyang Wangfu was in the heyday.
No matter how deny it is, it must not be acknowledged that that person is indeed one of the founders of the ZTE of the God.
"Go, take you to the city."
The two sneaked into the small door of Houfu and planned to slip out.
"Puyang?"
Suddenly, a surprised female voice sounded behind the two.
Peng Yu's first reaction was the daughter of the Spirit Mirror. But then he thought, his voice was not up to par. Is this voice a little old?
Hiding in the shadows, Peng Yu secretly looked at it. It was a beautiful woman wearing a dark feathered dress.
Seeing her dressed up in wealth, Peng Yu immediately understood: Zhuanyang’s mother?
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Staring at the man's face, Peng Yu found something wrong.
Puyang had a meal, greeted him with a smile, and blocked Peng Yu.
In the night, Peng Yu silently shrank, so that Mrs. Yunyang Hou looked at her face.
"Today, King Zhao is an adult, why didn't you go to the palace with your father? Here has come several times in Tiangong, and ask your whereabouts."
"I have something to do, I want to go out with my friend. Mother...Mother, I'll explain to you later."
As he said that, he was going to take Peng Yu away.
The beautiful woman seemed to have realized something and did not ask any more questions.
"You guys have fun. When your father asked in the evening, I said you were with your elder brother. By the way, is the money enough?"
The beautiful woman took out a bag of money and stuffed him.
"So fun."
Peng Yu silently converged and activated the "Qiankun purple pupil", and his heart rose in his heart.
He observed the beautiful woman with purple pupils and found some unmanned secrets.
When he walked out, he couldn't help asking: "Liyang, the man was really your mother just now?"
"I can't explain it for a while, I'll take you around first."
He pulled Peng Yu and descended to the middle-level civilian area of Jinwu City.
Zhao Wang's life ceremony was once immersed in the celebration.
The gorgeous lights are hung on the whole city. A phoenix flying birds flying in the night dances in the night. From time to time, the colorful fireworks arranged a variety of patterns in the air.
Shuanglong opera beads, fairy cranes, the title of the crane, the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang ...
"How is it, the prince's birthday is very grand, right?"
"fine."
Peng Yu looked at the fireworks in the sky.
In the direction of Kunwu Tiangong, the huge fire tree rose.
The pillar of fire connects the world, like a bridge connecting the sky. Thousands of fire branches are brilliant, each branch stretches a hundred feet long, and is covered with countless lights and fire. From time to time, the bright lights and phoenixes in Jinwu City fall into the fire tree, making the sacred and gorgeous tree appear sacred and gorgeous.
The summer wind blows, and the gorgeous crown sprinkles hundreds of millions of Huaguang, like golden light rain bathing the city.
Peng Yu spread his hand, and Ying Ying's spark fell in the palm.
Warm, no lethality, and eventually dissipate invisible.
"This is the silver flower of the fire tree. According to legend, it is produced by the strange tree of the horizon. Thousands of years ago, I conquered the giant country and brought the fire tree silver flower back to the dynasty."
Peng Yu knew this history. He still couldn't get around the two. The giant kingdom was destroyed by King Gao Yang.
Looking up at light rain, Liyang's expression is inexplicable: "Your Majesty is really nice to you, all the treasures have been taken out."
At the previous lantern festival, the emperor did not show this congenital spirit root.
“It’s very good.”
Compared with the Lantern Festival at the beginning of the year, Peng Yu deeply felt the care of the Divine Emperor.
His love for Liuzi Kun Hao is indeed different from other children.
Tiangong displayed fire trees and silver flowers, and countless cars and horses flew out of Tiangong.
Puyang's eyelids jumped: "Not good, the father is back to the city."
The two quickly found a booth selling a mask.
Peng Yu saw the bronze and beast noodles hanging on the far left, and moved in his heart and glanced at Puyang: "Just this."
Puyang was too late to stop, watching Peng Yu put on a bronze mask.
"How about I wear this mask?"
"It's pretty good, at least it can block the appearance."
It's different from that person.
Compared with the mask person he knew, Liyang shook his head silently and picked a red face mask.
Peng Yu noticed his mind and did not say a word.
I'm too lazy to get angry, anyway, in this little bastard's heart, the "godfather" who raised him grew up is not as good as his "life -saving benefactor".
But this thought really worried Peng Yu.
When the genuine Kun Hao returns, will Puyang be pitted because of this affection?
Genuine Kun Hao's thoughts, Peng Yu can't see it so far.
"Go."
Zhuanyang grabbed him and walked through the crowd to the seat he had booked earlier.
"Sound...concert?"
Hearing the loud and pleasant singing sounds in the venue, Peng Yu ancient: "In the evening, do you take me to see the concert?"
In the future, you will take your wife to date and come to such a place?
"I know it." I know. "
Entering Guangsha and rising through the light ladder to the top floor.
In front of it is a vast stage, and the huge fairy instrument equipment is playing light and shadow, showing the repair of bamboo and the sea on the stage.
"This is the scene of the bitter bamboo cave?" Peng Yu looked around, and the nationals on the audience were watching the performance on the stage.
Between the bamboo forests, accompanied by the breeze and blue leaves, the old man wearing a robe is playing the bamboo flute.
"This is the celebration of King Zhao Gala. Jinswu and various cave venues are linked.
Spring Festival Gala?
Peng Yu was funny in his heart.
It's really similar.
Looking at this scene, he has a delicate sense of familiarity.
"Let's go, go to our position."
"The location you set should be very high? But there are no private rooms here?"
After a glance, Peng Yu did not see the private room.
"Private room?" Zhuanyang smiled mysteriously, "Come with me, it won't disappoint you anyway."
He greeted the waiter's reception and showed the waist card of the appointment.
To be continued...