As if she noticed Amakusa's gaze, the emperor looked at Amakusa with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

There are many beautiful people, but the cold temperament of the other person is very fascinating.

…

Walking on the streets of Yulong City, the nearby lights were brightly lit and the crowds were extremely lively. From time to time, several graceful women wearing evil ghost masks passed by Ye Qing and his party while laughing.

Qin Feng glanced around and couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He reached out and patted his reliable senior brother beside him.

"?"

"Is something wrong, junior brother?"

Ye Qing skillfully held a refreshing stick in his mouth and looked at Qin Feng, the dark circles under his eyes were particularly conspicuous under the colorful lights.

He also took out a refreshing stick and held it in his mouth. Qin Feng slowly said, "Elder brother, is there any special festival in Yulong City today?"

"I see that most young men and women wear devil masks. What's the reason for this?"

"Junior brother has really good eyesight."

"Eldest brother, I am not blind."

Hearing this, Ye Qing smiled and exhaled smoke, then slowly said, "Today is the Ghost Festival in Yulong City, an old tradition left behind a long time ago."

"Junior brother, let me tell you."

"It is said that at that time, there were several ninth-level dragons that were rampant in the north. They ate everyone they saw, leaving no grass growing in their path. Many primitive tribes were forced to jointly sacrifice beautiful men and women for each other's enjoyment in order to survive."

"I don't know how many years have passed, but a virgin girl from many tribes actually became pregnant out of thin air and reached the stage of labor within just a few dozen days."

"When a baby is born and his hair is dyed black, it is considered unlucky by the tribe."

"In the next month, the boy born from the girl changed even more rapidly, leaping directly from early childhood to a majestic young man, and shed his black hair."

"This incident completely shocked many tribal leaders. Some people advocated killing him, while others thought it was a miracle and God sent him to save the tribe."

"With the protection of the old patriarch and many elders, the young man survived and began to practice cultivation."

"Ninth level——"

"It only took him a few decades to reach the ninth level. His Taoist name is Ghost Emperor."

"You have to know that the mother who gave birth to her was only thirty years old."

"The young man named Ghost Emperor not only led the tribe to kill many evil-doing dragons, but also radically reformed their food, clothing, and housing to get them out of the era of eating hair and drinking blood, and made an indelible contribution to the tribe's reform and opening up."

"Today is the birthday of the youth. In order to commemorate this outstanding leader, April 4th is designated as Ghost Festival every year."

Ye Qing's voice was filled with exclamation, even though it was a nonsense ancient myth.

How can a beautiful girl get pregnant without going through a long period of stick and wind and rain?

Pay attention to real materials.

This is the unchanging truth.

How can anyone get pregnant out of thin air?

Qin Feng nodded as he listened.

No wonder Yulongcheng felt so bloody today, killing snakes and wearing big leopard skin pants, and it turned out to be a sacrifice for a long time.

"Junior brother and third sister, let's go to the sacrificial platform and take a look."

"I remember that more than ten years ago, Hua Wuyue, the contemporary patriarch, played the role of the Ghost Emperor."

"This year, it should be his second son?"

Ye Qing blew out a puff of smoke, and under the colorful firelight, the senior brother's face looked a little blurry.

As if he thought of something, he looked at the third emperor's daughter with a veil beside her with a smile, "Maybe third sister, you can fall in love with the second son of the chief of Mulong?"

Frowning and snorting, the emperor silently moved away from Ye Qing who was smoking.

Reaching out and pinching Thunder Pigeon Lingyu who was squatting sleepily on the ground, Qin Feng nodded.

It looks like Little Pigeon wants to take a look.

besides.

Own cat.

Unable to resist squeezing the warm jade hand he was holding, Amakusa Xuanyu turned his head in confusion and stared at Qin Feng with his pale crimson eyes.

"It's okay, I'll take you to the theater."

"Um."

Gently raising his leg and kicking the little fat pigeon covertly, Amakusa Xingyu gently stretched out his hand to touch Qin Feng's cheek, and kissed Qin Feng with his thin pink lips carrying a sweet fragrance.

Letting the coquettish cat kiss her lips gently in broad daylight, Qin Feng pulled her forward with a smile.

"Gugu~"

The little fat pigeon followed Qin Feng dejectedly with a hint of fear in its lavender beast eyes.

She is so bad that she won't let herself get close to her boss!

You have to find a way to attract the boss's attention.

After blinking his eyes, Thunder Dove's gaze fell on Amakusa Genyu's pink lips, which were like applying good lipstick.

Her four feathers slowly stood up.

The boss likes kisses!

As long as you take the initiative to kiss your boss, your boss will definitely focus on you!

When the time comes, as long as you act coquettishly, you will definitely feed yourself small crystal glazed cakes.

Soon a complete plan could not help but appear in Thunder Pigeon's mind. Little Fat Pigeon immediately cheered up and followed Qin Feng happily with his head high and chest high.

The excitement of Yulongcheng Ghost Festival was beyond Qin Feng's imagination, and it was extremely crowded along the way.

Maybe it's due to customs, but the girls here are extremely enthusiastic.

Countless slender girls wearing clothes that exposed their waists and wearing devil masks laughed and pushed each other, looking at Qin Feng and the handsome and reliable senior brother from time to time.

As if he was shy and timid about handing a love letter to his lover.

Legend has it that the Ghost Emperor was born on April 4th to a mother who was sixteen years old. Only young girls of this age are qualified to parade in the streets wearing ghost masks.

Qin Feng, who was fragrant with the strong fragrance of teenage girls, was a little sluggish, but always had a soft smile on his face.

On the contrary, senior brother Ye Qing didn't take it seriously. How can a young girl be as gentle as a married woman?

He, Ye Qing, didn't like the narrow narrow paths, and the warm waterways were his favorite.

Frowning as he looked around at the ghost-faced girls who were about to move around on both sides of the street, Amakusa Genha silently took out the man-killing manual and kept running across the paper with his slender white fingertips.

After a few seconds, her eyes fell on a page.

"If we encounter a large-scale threat, we can dominate and assert our sovereignty forcefully."

"Men like to take the initiative to warm up women."

“Be enthusiastic!”

"Be brave!"

Closing the book, Amakusa Xuanyu nodded seriously.

Following Qin Feng's example, he stretched out his hand to scratch his white chin. For a moment, he pulled Qin Feng to a stop. He pointed at the little boss with a white onion branch. Then he turned to look seriously at the ghost-faced girls gathered on both sides of the street and said coldly, "Mao Du

Young girls, he is mine."

"you--"

Amakusa Xuanyu's frown deepened, and after a while he murmured in a cold voice, "The boss is very big, and you can't let go."

!!!

The lively streets fell silent for a moment, followed by various shy girls' voices.

The smile on Qin Feng's face became stiff, and a faint blush appeared on his old face.

What's going on with Cat!

How can such private matters be told in public?
Chapter completed!