Chapter 68 Mysterious Dao

Chen Ziqi pinched the chicken wings and took a bite. The chicken wings were very delicious. They were first fried crispy in oil, and then stir-fryed in sauce. The outside was burnt and tender in the inside. "〗 I couldn't help but feel curious. The people in Guiyun Palace are all birds, so the chef is naturally the same. Don't the bird chef feel scared when he frys the chicken wings?

"Some birds also eat chicken." Danyi pointed to the dark cloud next to her.

The Dark Clouds and the White Clouds were sitting on the two steps down. Lan Jiangxue just drank gracefully and seldom ate; Diao Lie was holding a roast chicken and feasting.

No wonder Wu Bu saw them afraid of Diao Lie. Chen Ziqi grinned with chicken wings in his mouth, looked around, and faced Qingluo's affectionate eyes.

In the middle of the dance floor, there are colorful carpets covered with peony patterns, green rosés wearing colorful clothes, and a group of women in plain clothes and long legs dancing gracefully.

Luan is the subsidy of the phoenix. It is the first thing that is to be born is like a phoenix. After a long time, the colorful changes will occur. When the green phoenix is ​​just born, it looks like a colorful phoenix. When it becomes an adult, the colorful feathers will transform and turn into green green.

For the Qing people, the five colors are the color they yearn for the most, because it is the proof of their "phoenix-like" appearance.

After all, it was Fenghuang's close relatives, and it was really gorgeous and elegant when dancing. Chen Ziqi saw that Qingluo's eyes were filled with affection, so she turned back a frivolous wink.

Qingluo received such a response and couldn't help but stop, stepping on the long hem of her clothes, almost falling down. Although she was helped by the girl He Ling beside her and didn't really fall to bite the mud, it was really not elegant enough. Everyone who was focusing on watching the dance couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, and even the palace master looked up.

"Hey hey hey hey..." A strange laugh came from the table. Qingluo thought she was laughing at her, so she stopped jumping, and stood there with red eyes.

The drum music continued, and the girls in He Ling's plain clothes did not stop, and continued to make steady movements, rotating around Qingluo, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Qingluo was waiting for the palace master to discover her grievances, but no one noticed her. Everyone was attracted by the laughter and looked over there.

The leader of the Shizi Sect has always been a serious person. He has a cold face and looks no different from the corpse they control in the sect. Now, the leader is rolling on the ground with a smile, scratching his butt with his hands.

"Hahahaha, dead face, you will finally laugh!" The leader of the Qianpo Sect, the chubby old man, smiled proudly.

"Soul-broken grass, you old bastard, do you want to be a corpse puppet, right?" The leader of the Shizi Sect cult scratched his butt while scolding him.

The leader of the Thousand Poisons Sect is called Huang Teng. Huang Teng is also called Heartbroken Grass among herbs. Therefore, the nickname of Huang Teng in the world is the Heartbroken Grass in the blink of an eye.

"Pu," Dan Yi put down the cup in his hand and made a slight sound. However, this sound was very obvious because of the sudden stop of silk and bamboo sounds, and the hall fell into silence in an instant.

Seeing that the palace master noticed it, the fat old man didn't dare to make trouble again, so he quickly took a handful of antidote and said with a smile: "People are sorry for the crime, we are having fun."

Danyi looked at them lightly without saying a word.

"Hmph!" The leader of the Shizi Sect sat up and snorted coldly, but he did not dare to cause trouble, and told the palace master that he was fine.

This kind of small fight is common when Xuandao gathers. Since childhood, Dan Yi has been used to it. She glanced over the two of them and waved her hands to signal the banquet to continue.

The drum music restarted, and the simple dancer continued to dance. Only Qingluo was still stunned and was stared at by the owner of He Ling, and then he started to dance again with a grievance.

"Who is that woman?" Lan Shanyu turned his head slightly and asked the owner of He Ling beside him.

"The woman sent by the Qing clan." The owner of Heling said with a bitter face, and glanced at Diao Lie on the stage. Fortunately, Diao Lie was always eating roast chicken with concentration and did not glar at him.

"So it's the 'Looking Lady'." Lan Shanyu patted the owner of Heling on the shoulder with some sympathy.

Fortunately, this song didn't last long and it went down soon. At the end of the song, Danyi raised her glass and drank it with everyone.

"In three days, the invincible Mu Chengzhou of the Divine Axe will bring a group of people from the Jianghu to Suxin Sect. When you come, you can go and watch it." Dan Yi said slowly, as if he was saying, "In two days, there will be a collection at the foot of the mountain. Remember to buy it."

"Oh, I'll watch it when I have fun, okay, I'll go and have a look." The leader of the Qianpo Sect said happily.

"I guess many people will die. Let's go and see if there are any good products." The leader of the Shizi Sect said to the guardian beside him. The guardian's eyes were shining and he nodded repeatedly.

Chen Ziqi looked at the group of people curiously and thought they were very interesting. Although they were also sects in the martial arts world, they were very different from the famous and upright sects he had seen since childhood.

"What sect is the one with a sharp knife on his back?" Chen Ziqi asked Dan Yi in a low voice.

"Stack the knife." Dan Yi said lightly, stretching out his chopsticks to steal the fish that Chen Ziqi had just shaved and stuffed into his mouth.

"What about those who dress like doctors?" Chen Ziqi didn't notice that his fish was stolen, and was still staring at the crowd with enthusiasm.

"Baicao Valley." Danyi swallowed the fish meat and licked her lips.

There are five larger sects in Xuandao, namely Blood Blade Pavilion, Wan Gu Sect, Stone Corpse Sect, Thousand Poison Sect, and Hundred Grass Valley. The remaining are small sects of the three sects and all kinds of sects. However, the small sects are independent and live freely, such as the very active Sword Sect.

"Palace Master, Qianpo Sect and Wangu Sect like to play with Yin. Look, they are still carrying □□ at the Chunchun Banquet. I must not be at ease. My subordinates have to protect you from the left and right." After the banquet, Dan Yi wanted to summon the head of Wangu Sect to talk alone. The leader of the sword sect was unwilling to be lonely and followed Dan Yi to chat.

Chen Ziqi looked at this man and couldn't help but want to laugh. The leader, with a gentleman's face, said all of the villain who stabbed the knife in the back. It was very interesting and couldn't help but say, "I don't know what to call this leader?"

"I'm Geng Yan, the name is Zhijun." The leader of the knife bowed his hand and bowed. When he saw Dan Yi's attitude towards Chen Ziqi, he naturally did not dare to neglect him.

"The Master Geng's words are funny, and I like it." Chen Ziqi smiled and grabbed him, letting Danyi and the head of Wan Gu Sect take the lead.

Danyi looked at him, and without saying anything, she turned around and went to the small hall where the conversation was being discussed.

Chen Ziqi pulled this straight-minded gentleman and wandered around the rain corridor. The two of them chatted while walking, and they were quite in love. They both felt that they fell in love with each other. When they learned that the trick of the Knife Sect was to stab the Knife Sect behind their backs, Chen Ziqi gave in half and let the leader walk a little in front of him.

Just then, Qingluo, who had changed her dance clothes, walked towards her with a few girls with crane legs. Seeing Chen Ziqi with a spring breeze, Qingluo bit her lower lip and raised her foot to meet her.
Chapter completed!