The Magus Era Chapter 453: Dinner
Hundreds of thousands of people have accumulated in the spacious parliament hall.
The hall expanded with sorcery mystery accommodates so many people and still looks very spacious.
Under the roots of the walls on both sides, more than a dozen bells roared, and the musicians obviously drank too much. They blushed with red ears and red ears. The frequency of the chimes and chimes was less than one. No one cares.
In the corner, several musicians holding the horns were dazzled by the musicians of Yaoqin. They all laughed stupidly. The sound of the horns was intermittent like snoring. Also pleasing.
The hot girl of the brigade brigade held the jade plate carved by Meiyu, and sent the wine and food to the water.
The original simultaneously straw mats and articles were placed in a mess at this moment. All the Human Race members who participated in the banquet were carrying wine bowls, wine jars, holding animal legs, and laughing and laughing. The chaos of the main hall is full of joy and joy.
The mature and steady Si Wenming also drank too much. He with red ears, red ears, and Qing Lei was bare-chested, and he wrestled his wrists in the loud shouts of a crowd of Huaxu Lie and Lie Mountain Xu.
Si Xi, Candle Dragon 晷 and other old monsters are together. They also drink darkly. They are all smiling, but how do you think of their ∠∠∠∠, m.♀.o ≦ m smile with a trace of difficulty The insignificance and evil described are seen to be erect.
The Zhu Rong who always seems to be arrogant and difficult to get close to. He does n’t know who removed his big red robe. He only wore a red tight lining and was barely white. Like silver arms, hip-hop, and a few beautiful girls from the east wasteland danced like spirit snakes in the hall.
Yes, Zhu Rong is born with a beautiful and extraordinary dance, and she is extremely graceful in dance. But the flow of clouds is like a beautiful woman's veil, a combination of fierceness and softness, combined with the glistening fire of his eyes, giving him an extremely evil beauty.
The hall is full of wine and fragrant meat. The elders and patriarchs of the various clans are mixed together, and the warriors and generals of the clans are loud. Ji Hao stood under a big pillar and drank with a big mouth, only to feel that the hall of the parliamentary administration really looked like a group of devil dancing, it was lively.
A Luxi from Xihuang boasted of his strength, a Kuafu tribe who tried to compress his height and still had a height of five feet, slap it out, and took off his teeth.
An Shaman from Northern Wasteland boasted that he was Magus Law Xuan Ao, and a Shaman from an unknown tribe of Southern Wastelands started a sneak attack, burning his beard and hair with a fire so as not to be embarrassed.
A beautiful woman from Donghuang brags about Dongyi's beauty, Ji Hao's eyes widened in horror. Watching a Southern Wastelands beautiful woman with a hot body full of flames relieved her tube top, the two groups of sheep fat beauty jade rose high, so that countless people around him took a breath of cold air at the same time.
The Southern Wastelands beautiful woman drank too much wine, and raised her chest loudly and laughed loudly: "Dongyi's sister is thin and slender, but she needs to count our Southern Wastelands girls!"
A man with a beard and a big beard rushed up in anger, and in the applause and cheers of countless people, he cursed and took off his shirt. Wrapped the beautiful woman who drank too much: "Three sons, three sons. Hurry and take your mother back!"
With a sound of ‘咚’, the noise is not over yet, but the two drunk men over there are wrestling again. Like two wobbly bears, they used their shoulders, knees, and buttocks to beat without any rules. Each impact made a loud noise like a thunder.
These two guys are already more than half of their bodies squeezed into the powerful existence of Magus King. When their bodies collide, they all make a roar like golden iron. It's not the kind of muffled sound that ** collisions should have.
Suddenly there was a terrible crackling sound in the distance. A big man with bloodshot eyes was laughing wildly, and a paw smashed an upright beside him. Fortunately, the Great Hall of Parliament is a powerful magic treasure. The broken pillars healed quickly and did not cause any harm to the whole hall.
The heat in the hall is getting heavier. The crowd became more and more excited, Ji Hao always felt that a big dogfight was just around the corner.
At this time, a large number of pretty maids came up and presented everyone with a bowl of sober soup. The hangover soup from the hand of the Magi palace Great Magus teacher is powerful. After drinking it, it looks like an ice spring, quickly dissipating the wine, and everyone wakes up a lot.
Then the atmosphere in the hall quickly eased down, everyone again called out to friends and friends for a loud feast, and more wine jars were continuously delivered to the hall.
Ji Hao continues to stand under the big pillar, and hides most of the body shape by this big pillar that several people are hugging together.
Yes, it ’s appreciation. As an outsider, Ji Hao quietly appreciates the magnificent scenes that he had never dreamed of in previous lives. These people, these things, this era, this world. Ji Hao holds a wine glass, is in the red dust, but his heart is beyond the clouds, and he overlooks everything.
An anomalous forest cold, but a sudden and overbearing breath suddenly approached, no branch praying for a wine jar, the hair on his face was covered with wine traces, and came to the Ji Hao with a pair of fierce and abnormal bloodshot eyes, A heavy slap was patted on the shoulder of Ji Hao.
"child has the ability ... Go back and drop the dark clouds, and give those slaves obediently to Uncle Qi, this account will be fine."
Wu Zhiqi apparently drank too much. When he spoke, he was quite incoherent, and when he opened his mouth, he slammed into his face.
"Give money, everything is fine." Ji Hao is not afraid to pray without support. Even if he is an old courtier of the Gonggong family, he is a tyrannical domineering existence. I do n’t know how many years of old monsters live, but why should Ji Hao be afraid? he.
I slapped off the furry palm of Wu Zhiqi, Ji Hao said coldly: "No money, what is it like, uncle? Wu Yun is disrespectful to me, and hanging on the archway is his due punishment. When will he be let down? Look at my mood! "
Wu Zhi prayed, squinting his eyes, his neck suddenly stretched several feet, his face slanted in front of Ji Hao, and chuckled coldly: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
Ji Hao looked at Wu Zhiqi's face, and laughed mockingly: "Here is the palace of the King of Kings, I am dignified Human Race, afraid of a hairy ape?"
No branch prays for anger, flashes of blood in his eyes, and a claw on the face splits down to Ji Hao's face.
With the force of no support, this paw really caught on Ji Hao's face, and it could definitely tear his entire head into pieces.
Ji Hao has been prepared for a long time. When his body crooked away from the palm of Wuzhi praying because of drunkenness, a sword screamed, Flame Dragon Sword slammed into Wuzi's belly.
Blood was shining, and there was a sudden silence all around, countless people looked towards this side. (To be continued.)