65. Raise a glass and invite the bright moon to meet the shadow to form three people 1
Are you floating around with nothing?
You know, not everyone is qualified to say this. The art of soaring allows one to float around freely in the air without any auxiliary things. If you don't blush and don't kick, you must at least reach Dou Qi 8.
Only level 1 is enough.
Even Ruolan and Danqing, who are at the seventh level, have to rely on internal strength and dragonflies to float on the lake without any fulcrum to keep from falling into the water.
Feng Zhuyue waved her flowing robe and said: "Since the visitor is a guest, please give it to King Beiyou, lest he go back to the north to meditate on my trip to Nanyue, and feel that I, Nanyue, can't even part with a glass of water and wine.
Wouldn’t it be a loss of our worth?”
Danqing understood immediately and stepped forward to give Yun Qingcheng, the king of Beiyou, a gift.
The smile in Yun Qingcheng's phoenix eyes is as soft as the clear lake water. His exquisite and beautiful face is always so calm, and the smile on his face never fades, as if he is like the one in the painting.
Those who stay are average.
Freeze and become eternal.
Yun Qingcheng's white fingers brushed the body of the wine glass, and she drank it down in one gulp with graceful and charming movements. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of luster.
Feng Zhuyue was suddenly bitten hard on her earlobe by the man next to her. Feng Zhuyue felt pain. In fact, he didn't weigh more. She turned her head and saw that his dark eyes were full of burning anger.
She actually stared at a strange man for so long that she left him in the cold.
Feng Zhuyue's eyes flashed with surprise, and she immediately understood that this man was jealous. She whispered in Long Canghao's ear for a while, which attracted Long Canghao's nod of approval.
"Even so, you can't keep your eyes on other men for so long. You can only have this king in your eyes."
The voices of the two were very quiet, but anyone with the inner strength to listen could hear them.
Feng Zhuyue pecked Long Canghao's lips gently like giving a candy to comfort a child: "Okay! I only have you in my eyes, you can rest assured! Eating too much jealousy is not good for your stomach.
oh."
Yun Qingcheng turned her eyes aside, not looking at the bored couple in front of her. An unknown emotion appeared in her bright eyes.
Feng Zhuyue saw his awkwardness and laughed in her heart. This was originally the world between her and Long Canghao, and Yun Qingcheng came here to vomit herself.
"Have you finished drinking? Then get out of here and disturb our world."
"Ahem..."
Yun Qingcheng choked on her own phlegm. An incredible look appeared on her handsome face. She stared at Feng Zhuyue with ever-changing expressions, just like a young boy changing his face in an opera.
"After all, I am also the prince of a country. When I come to Nanyue Kingdom, I am a guest. This is how you treat guests? King Cang?"
Finally, Yun Qingcheng turned her eyes to Long Canghao. Long Canghao only focused on feeding longans and oranges to the person in his arms, and didn't care about Yun Qingcheng's words at all.
Feng Zhuyue's Xiangtan mouth was stuffed full of oranges and longans by Long Canghao. He swallowed them all, his throat rolled, and he said leisurely: "If you speak as the prince of Beiming, I suggest
You go to the palace. This time is private time for me and Cang. It has nothing to do with the two countries. You are here uninvited. I have given you a lot of face by not throwing you off the boat. It’s because of you yesterday.