Chapter 162 The Feast of Bliss

Author: Bai Yemeng Me

"good!"

"readily!"

Seeing that Wang Xiaotai had drunk all the glass of marigold wine, the Dragon King of Dongting felt particularly comfortable. He picked up the wine pot and poured it into his mouth. He drank the pot of wine before putting it down. He wiped his mouth and laughed.

"Fuyao, my dragon sons and grandsons were born in the Dragon Palace and grew up in the Dragon Palace. They have never known the etiquette. I drank a few more cups before and were unrestrained. If there is any offense, you, as their elders, have to take more responsibility!"

Wang Xiaotai drooped his long eyelashes, and looked at the palace maid next to him poured a glass of wine for him again, and smiled faintly, "The Dragon King is joking, Fuyao is just a mortal. It is a blessing to be able to come to this Dragon Palace and sit in the seat. You are urging you to drink out of kindness. How could Fuyao be so disappointed?"

Wang Xiaotai steadily picked up the marigold wine, gave a small greeting to the Dragon King of Dongting, raised his head, and drank it all again.

The Dragon King of Dongting nodded and stroked his dragon beard, "This jinkang wine will taste a little after a hundred cups. You have nothing to do today. Don't be polite, sister-in-law, we won't be drunk tonight!"

"good!"

"good!"

Before Wang Xiaotai could speak, a bunch of dragon tribes below responded loudly first.

Wang Xiaotai smiled and nodded together.

For a moment, I was having a lot of fun at the banquet.

Since the banquet is called the Bliss of Bliss, how could there be no singing and dancing?

The dragon tribe's singing and dancing are also unique, with agitating and roaring. If Wang Xiaotai hadn't known that he was in the Dragon Palace under the water, he would have thought he was on a battlefield and listened to the soldiers blowing the horn of charge.

After a majestic music, a group of golden armored men walked out with their upper bodies naked, showing off their strong muscles, wearing only the lower armor, holding golden hammers, golden gourds and golden swords.

They actually formed a military formation and danced in front of the hall.

The dance posture is free and easy, the flags are flying, and the formation changes are very regular, as if it contains some formation.

After a very imposing dance, the music suddenly became more and more rapid. These golden armored heroes lined up in a long line and began to dance the spinning dance.

Everyone swept past every wine table with a spin.

Wang Xiaotai frowned and looked at the spin dance of these golden armored heroes. When they danced in front of him, Wang Xiaotai clearly saw a huge crystal bead of sweat, which was thrown from the bronze skin of the golden armored heroes into his wine glass.

I don’t know if it was Wang Xiaotai’s illusion, but she always felt that the sweaty golden armored strongman swirled and secretly looked at her.

Wang Xiaotai felt that there was a thick and moist wall of people in front of him. Although it was a distance from a table, it still made people feel a little unable to breathe.

As another bead of sweat was about to throw it on Wang Xiaotai's face, Wang Xiaotai retreated slightly, raised his cup, and caught the drop of sweat.

You can't drink this glass of wine.

Just don't know, this kind of dance...

Is it normal?

Many dragon tribes in the audience laughed loudly, obviously very satisfied. Many people reached out and wiped the chests of these golden armored strongmen, grabbed their flesh and sobbed.

The dragon clan poured the calender wine on the golden armored strong men, watching them swirl while sweeping the wine all over the world. The dragon clan actually stuck out his tongue to pick up the wine splashed into the air.

Looking at their crazy appearance, Wang Xiaotai knew that this kind of dance was normal at this banquet.

But she still couldn't help but wonder, the dragon clan Xiang Zhiao, don't these dragon clans think they are dirty?

The dragon clan present had already drunk a hundred cups of jindeng wine, and was full of energy and was crazy when he was drunk.

The Dragon King of Dongting took the lead in singing:

"The sky is vast and the sea is vast. I bless my dragon clan, what's wrong with death!"

The dragon clan responded one after another: "Bless my dragon clan, what's wrong with death!"

"What's wrong if you die!"

The entire Dragon Palace was slightly vibrated by such a wild sound.

There was another person next to Wang Xiaotai. The man touched Wang Xiaotai's shoulder, "Little Aunt."

It was Ao Huan who was back.

Wang Xiaotai didn't say anything and poured her a glass of wine.

"It's still my little aunt's words that work! Xiaoyu has already agreed to go to the dragon gate with me! But I have to wait for your wedding as soon as possible..."

Ao Huan pouted aggrievedly. She actually didn't understand Xiaoyu. What kind of aquarium's dream is fish leaping on the dragon gate? Why did he not want to get to Xiaoyu?

Thinking about it, she unravels herself by herself. This is what makes Xiaoyu unique!

If Xiaoyu hadn't been so unique, would the little princess of the East China Sea be like him?

As if he had thought of something sweet, Ao Huan pursed his lips and smiled.

"If he can leap over the dragon gate in one fell swoop, then we will be a match. My father and mother will definitely agree to us, right?"

Ao Huan pulled Wang Xiaotai's arm and asked her for some affirmation. She looked at Wang Xiaotai with attachment, as if she had regarded her as her trustworthy elders and relatives.

"The Dragon King of the East China Sea has always loved you. You are their favorite daughter. Don't think too badly about your parents. As long as it is what you want, they will of course agree.

"Who in the world is willing to make our little princess sad?"

Wang Xiaotai touched Ao Huan's hair and whispered.

Ao Huan raised her head and looked at her. Her eyes were so gentle and worried that it made Ao Huan feel bitter in her throat, and her nose was sore, and she almost shed tears.

Although the Dragon King and the Dragon Queen of the East China Sea regarded Ao Huan as the pearl in their palms, they were much older than Ao Huan, and they had many things that Ao Huan dared not tell them. Those cares were better than those after getting to know Wang Xiaotai.

My little aunt is so gentle.

After the golden armored strong men slowly left the stage, the musical sound changed again. Unlike the previous majestic music, now it has been replaced by the soft sound of gold, stone, silk and bamboo. After the fairy music, groups of fairy girls come gracefully.

They held a golden plate in their hands, a crystal bowl in the plate, and there was a fairy spirit in the bowl, and there was a square, crystal clear white meat inside the bowl.

After putting down the crystal bowl on everyone's desk, the fairies put away the gold plate, twisted and stepped back, turned their waists, and fluttered their sleeves, dancing a soft dance that could intoxicate hearts.

Ao Huan grabbed Wang Xiaotai's sleeve and whispered to her: "Auntie, you probably won't like eating this."

Wang Xiaotai looked at the piece of white meat in front of him, "What is this?"

"This is a white jade mushroom refined with brain marrow."

Ao Huan said that one of the raw materials of the calender wine is brain marrow. After using various raw materials of the calender wine to make calender wine, a white deposit will form at the bottom of the calender wine. The calender wine on it is very clear, and the deposit at the bottom is white jade mushrooms.

Calendula wine and white jade mushrooms are the best.

This is the usual way of eating by the dragon clan.

Wang Xiaotai's fingers instantly grabbed the wine glass in his hand, and cracks suddenly appeared on the wall of the glass, "What's the brain of something?"

Ao Huan opened her mouth, swallowed unconsciously, moved her eyes away, took a sip of calender wine, and moistened her lips, "Auntie, you'd better stop asking."

Wang Xiaotai closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and endured the desire to vomit. She thought of what Ao Lu had said before that he liked drinking people's brains the most.

No need to ask, she already knows the answer.

As a dancer with a light dress and graceful figure fell softly into the arms of one of the dragon clans, all the night pearls present became dim.

I don’t know who knocked over the Jinzang Wine, but Wang Xiaotai could feel that the air in the whole banquet was becoming sticky and wet.

Everyone is ugly, and they take off their appearance. At the banquet, everyone is dressed in animals.

Listening to the movements around, Wang Xiaotai was rarely stunned, and a moment of blankness appeared on her face.

It turns out that this is the meaning of the banquet of paradise.

Dongting Dragon Palace, under the bottom of the water, is revealed.

A wet and hot hand caught Wang Xiaotai's ankle from the bottom of the table. The sticky touch made Wang Xiaotai feel disgusted.

Wang Xiaotai's whole body seemed to have electricity, and he kicked the man hard like a frightened bird. A golden light flashed through her eyes. In an instant, she had thought of ten thousand ways to leave here.

She kicked out a naked, strong golden armored hero from under her desk.

The man knelt on the ground, his whole body was covered in water, and his eyes were blurred, as if he didn't understand why Wang Xiaotai kicked him.

Wang Xiaotai also used some strength to kick the man's hand bone. The man should have been kicked off by Wang Xiaotai, but the man ignored the pain of the broken bone. Seeing that Wang Xiaotai was so arrogant that he turned to the second best, he began to rub the corner of the table with his arms around.

Wang Xiaotai's eyes twitched, closed his eyes, held it in a breath, resisted the desire to cut out his eyes, cut off his hands, and lifted Ao Huan, who was obviously drunk by his side with one hand, and held his skirt in the other hand, flashed away from this sticky and dirty place.

Before leaving, Wang Xiaotai caught a glimpse of Liu Yi beside him and stood up, picked up Ao Shan who was confused and drunk, and left this ridiculous banquet of bliss without looking back.

The corners of his fluttering clothes were entangled with Ao Shan's skirt, very lingering, regardless of each other.

╮(╯▽╰)╭I think I am quite obscure... After reading the saved manuscript, the bloody wedding at the end of May, I whispered that the little moss of the bloody wedding was really... so handsome!

No one can take away the glory of the little moss in this story.

It’s so exhausting that I have all my fantasies about the world of fairy tales, although it’s quite a second-rate hahaha.

This book can be completed during the summer vacation in July or August!

After writing, I will release all the subsequent manuscripts at once!

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