The Legend of Futian Chapter 55: Neon Feathers


   The guests arrived, and the banquet opened, and they were all chatting and laughing.

   The elders are in one circle, and the young people are in another circle. In addition to presenting gifts and some polite words, they are discussing some interesting things about Donghai City today, or what happened in Donghai Mansion.

  Unconsciously, someone mentioned Qingzhou City.

   "According to the ruins of that person appeared in Qingzhou City, nephew Xia Xian went there personally, I wonder if this happened?" Someone asked, looking at Xia Fan.

  The person naturally refers to Emperor Ye Qing, but Emperor Ye Qing is a taboo figure in Eastern China, so in this public occasion, people even evasively say his name.

   "This is true, but there is a demon king or even a higher-level Snow Ape Great Demon guarded there, no one can enter, my brother died in the hands of that monster." Xia Feng said.

   "Palace Master Xia is really telling the truth, the little girl is so lively, she also ran to Qingzhou City, indeed no one can get close there, it is said that the road was blocked by monsters." Lin Xiyue's father also said, many people They all nodded. In fact, many big figures have sent people to Qingzhou City, and they didn't get any results.

   "If it is the Demon King level or even higher, let's not talk about us, I am afraid that Nan Douguo will have nothing to do." Someone sighed.

   Ye Futian was depressed when he heard this, Senior Snow Ape refused to go out of the mountain, otherwise he would be careful everywhere in East Sea City, and Nan Douguo could walk sideways. He was wondering if he had a chance to go back and persuade him. Senior Snow Ape?

   "Brother Lin, Xiyue's niece is now sixteen years old, and she has become more and more beautiful." Lord Luo looked at Lin Xiyue in the crowd behind him, his beautiful eyes slightly shy.

   "The prince is absurdly praised." Father Lin said with a smile.

   "Have you ever been married?" Lord Luo asked with a smile.

   "No, but this girl is still young, and now she still focuses on her practice, not in a hurry." Father Lin responded.

   "That's right, but at this banquet, there seems to be a lot of young talents, but you can get in touch with them." Lord Luo said with a smile.

   "Speaking of the young Junjie, Zhou Mu, the disciple of the painting saint, it is said that he is already a five-star glory." Father Lin looked at Zhou Mu behind the painting saint.

   "The teacher teaches well." Zhou Mu smiled and greeted him.

   "Nan Doukai next to Brother Wenshan is not inferior to this kid at all." The painting sage looked at Nandou Wenshan, quite modest.

   "This kid is a bit older and his talent is good, but he seems to be a bit worse than Zhou Mu. He needs to work harder." Nan Douwenshan said.

   "Is she okay?" The painting sage suddenly asked, Nan Dou Wenshan's eyes were stagnant, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "Girls are still the same."

   "I heard that her daughter is back. She is very outstanding. My disciple is always annoyed that I want to see it." Painter continued, everyone showed a strange color, Painter really wanted to match his The disciple and the daughter of the Nandou family, he didn't mind at all that it was the daughter of Qin Mo, probably also Love House and Wu, after all, the painting saint had extremely sincere feelings for that person.

   "The Jieyu is indeed excellent, and I am now practicing in the Ziwei Palace of the Donghai Academy." Nan Dou Wenshan smiled.

   Ye Futian heard this, and there was a slight wave in his heart. The painting sage actually wanted to bring his disciples together?

   And, Nan Dou Wenshan, seems to be the older brother of Shi Niang and the uncle of Jieyu.

   "The talent of Jieyu is placed in my Ziwei Palace, and it is also the top. It is difficult to find a comparable person in the entire Donghai Academy." The old man in Ziwei Palace said with a smile, Hua Jieyu practiced in Ziwei Palace , He naturally understands a lot of situations.

   "There are so many of you complimenting one person at the same time, but it makes me want to meet this Nandou family's daughter." Lord Luo smiled boldly.

   "Hua Jieyu?" A wicked smile was drawn at the corner of Xia Fan's mouth. He glanced at Ye Futian, who was playing the piano. On the banks of Qingzhou Lake in Qingzhou City, he witnessed the relationship between Hua Jieyu and Ye Futian. Normally, what would happen if the Nandou family knew that there was an unclear ambiguity between Hua Jieyu and Ye Futian?

   Thinking of this, Xia Fan showed a funny smile on his face. Of course, there are many ways to pinch Ye Futian to death. It doesn’t have to be the case. If he talks about Hua Jieyu on this occasion, he might be confused with Ye Futian. The relationship, I am afraid that it will offend the Nandou family. The big family cares most about their face. Now Hua Jieyu is the most important jewel in their Nandou family, and I am afraid that no stain will be allowed to fall on her.

   seemed to feel something, Ye Futian raised his head and glanced at Xia Fan's side. At this moment, everyone was talking about Hua Jieyu. He immediately understood what Xia Fan might be thinking, and his brows couldn't help but raised.

   Xia Fan has a sinister and treacherous character, and is extremely mean, he has been taught in Qingzhou City.

   "I have the opportunity to bring Jieyu to visit the prince." Nan Dou Wenshan smiled when he heard the words of Lord Luo: "Don’t talk about Jieyu for so many years today, and the prince is so elegant again. Shouldn't you behave?"

   "That's right, I can see the youthful genius of my East Sea City." Someone echoed with a smile.

   Prince Luo also seemed to have some interest, and he said: "In this case, if you guys are willing to show something, show a few hands to the elders here, if I am happy, I will be rewarded. ."

   "Xiyue, how about you coming first?" Lord Luo's eyes fell on Lin Xiyue.

   Lin Xiyue blinked, then smiled and nodded, Lianbu walked out gently, standing in the middle of the crowd, and said: "My lord, Xiyue presents his ugliness."

   said, there are water auras around her body, her hands are dancing slowly, those water auras seem to follow her hands, gathering and forming in the air, gradually, It turned into a huge birthday character, and then slowly drifted towards the Lord Luo, and then dispersed again when he arrived in front of the Lord Luo.

   "Xiyue girl is already a mage in the three-star glory realm, so fast, very exciting." Lord Luo praised.

   "Thank you for your praise." Lin Xiyue smiled and leaned back, and then stepped back.

   "I dance a sword for the prince." A young man walked out, with a sword on his body, and then the sword in his hand danced, and the sword intent was born from the sky and the earth. With each sword stroked, a stroke was left in the air. After that, the meaning of the sword was condensed but not scattered, and turned into a font of four swords, with a longevity.

   "Okay." Many people smiled and admired. After that, some teenagers walked out and congratulated Lord Luo in various ingenious ways. By the way, they showed their talents and strength, which seemed casual and natural, and the atmosphere at the banquet was excellent.

   "Brother Hua, shouldn't your disciple Zhou Mu show a few hands?" Someone said with a smile, painting the surname Hua Sheng.

   "You go." Painter said in a low voice.

   "Yes, teacher." Zhou Mu nodded and walked forward, holding a pen in his hand, and then spread a large piece of paper on the golden carpet. He squatted slightly and began to paint.

   "It's not easy to see Zhou Mu's move, painting saint disciple, it seems that I'm going to feast my eyes today." There was a teenager who admired Zhou Mu a lot.

   "I have never seen a summoner make a move, I don't know what it is." The beautiful eyes of some girls flickered and looked at Zhou Mu.

   Zhou Mu's painting speed is extremely fast, and his attitude is extraordinary. Lord Luo praised: "Brother Hua, your disciple is at such an age, you already have everyone's style."

   "Indeed." The people around them all agreed and praised. Even Yun Rou and the others would cast admiring eyes when they danced. Ye Futian lowered his head and stroked the piano, and the surrounding movement was actually in his heart.

   I thought that the teacher and the painting sage were old rivals and rivals in love. I snatched the teacher’s wife from such a figure as the painting sage. It is conceivable that the demeanor of the generation of piano and demon back then, if not abandoned, I am afraid it will be like a painting sage Tonight, I am admired, and I feel sorry for the teacher when I think of such a gap.

   Zhou Mu painted, and Ye Futian played the piano. One was a disciple of the painting saint and the other was a disciple of the Qin Demon. However, everyone’s eyes were on Zhou Mu.

   Finally, the painting was completed, and I saw a fire phoenix flying out of the painting, full of flames, encircling the sky, making phoenix sounds, and flying in front of Lord Luo and dancing.

   "Good."

   "Wonderful."

  "Phoenix represents auspiciousness, a good omen, worthy of being a little painting saint." Everyone was praised, and Prince Luo also smiled admiringly, saying: "There are many rewards."

   "Thank you, Lord." Zhou Mu leaned slightly, then stepped back.

   "When I saw Zhou Mu, I thought of another person. Ni Nan Dou went to the Qin Yuan a few days ago and saw Hua Fengliu." Nan Dou Wenshan spoke lightly, and in an instant everyone's eyes fell on him, Qin Demon, have you returned to East China Sea?

   "However, Hua Fengliu is now a useless person, she is sheltered by Tang Lan, and has taken a disciple."

  "Abandoned?" Everyone showed a different color, and the eyes of the painter also fluctuated slightly, and said faintly: "It's a pity."

   "What's a pity, the romantic flowers will not be abandoned, and I am afraid that I will have no face to appear in front of your painting saint." One person smiled.

  "That’s right, Hua Fengliu didn’t know what to do in the past, and only humiliated him. I didn’t expect to be a useless person and have the face to come back. Is it possible to cultivate a disciple? When I met Zhou Mu, I was afraid that I would bow my head and make a detour. ."

   "Now sending people under the fence~IndoMTL.com~ is still in wishful thinking." Many people began to speak, mockingly to please the painting saint.

   Xia Fan's gaze fell on Ye Futian, with a more joking meaning, he wanted to see if Ye Futian would continue to hide there.

   Just when everyone was talking and laughing, the sound of the zhenzhenqin came from curls, and the style changed steeply. The tone of the piano gradually increased from the bass, cheerful and sonorous, step by step, like a fairy music, and gradually, Yunrou and other dancers fell into the sound of the piano In the middle, the dance steps become more arbitrary, and the long skirt flutters like a fairy.

  In the sound of the piano, the youngsters only feel gradually excited, intertwined, talking and laughing, and the elders are also in high spirits. The entire banquet seems to be pushed to the peak by the sound of the piano.

   "What song is this?" The painting sage suddenly noticed, and looked towards Ye Futian. Not only him, but the big figures found the strangeness. Their emotions were affected by the sound of the piano.

   Looking at the teenagers again, they seem to be extremely excited, and the women on the stage are even more immersed in dance music.

  Behind the stage, a handsome young man plays the piano quietly, as if he was left alone.

  The young man has a handsome face, and he compares all the young people at the banquet. When he plays the piano, his body is full of magic, and he is completely natural and integrated into the music.

  "Neon Chang Yuyi Qu, who are you?" The painter's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a sound directly interrupted the sound of the piano. Everyone was awake from the mood, and they couldn't help but look in shock. The handsome young luthier.

   I saw the young man slowly raising his head. His eyes were clear and clean, without the slightest humbleness. He looked at Lord Luo in front of him. The young man slowly said: "The disciple of Qin Demon Ye Futian, a piece of neon feather clothes The prince celebrates his birthday."

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