Blackening is the most annoying thing

Christine rushed.

Muzi's long-standing concept still hasn't turned the corner. Seeing that Changqin is in danger, he waved his palm habitually, and the source force surged, breaking up the monster's shape.

"What are you in a daze for?" He yelled sharply, only to see the monsters condensed from the fog again, and this time, more monsters rushed towards the two fiercely.

At this time, the situation was critical, and he was not allowed to think about it, so the two chose to cooperate by coincidence.

The fight turned the world upside down. Not long after, Muzi's eyes were serious, and he said solemnly, "The fog beast will continue to regenerate. If it continues like this, we will be the ones who will die."

"Yeah." Ouyang Shaogong nodded, sweat slipped from his temples, he calmly said, "Breakthrough to the west, maybe there will be a glimmer of life."

"it is good."

Hearing Muzi's loud, confident voice, his lips moved slightly, it was so easy to trust others, and he didn't worry.

Ouyang Shaogong closed his eyes, saw Muzi made a big move, and the two rushed towards the west.

The dissipated fog beasts soon condensed again, and the endless and tireless attack trend made people feel desperate.

Desperate Oh, do you know what real despair is?

The bodies of the two who were flying at high speed slammed into an invisible wall, and Muzi cursed angrily, "Damn!"

He looked sideways at Ouyang Shaogong, but saw the other party stretching out his hand, as if stroking the invisible barrier.But seeing the brilliance of the barrier flash, the strong suction force sucked the opponent in at once.

Muzi's pupils shrank, and he drilled in without hesitation——

92. Oriental Mythology ([-])

Not knowing whether the front is a cliff or a flat wasteland, he stepped into the barrier without any hesitation.

He knew it all along.

Even if you keep saying, this product is not Changqin, this product is not Changqin, this product is a pirated version, this product is a copycat, and this product is OX.

No matter how many rebuttals, the cognition that is deep in the soul cannot be changed.

He knew it from beginning to end.From the beginning to the end, he was sober and understood.

he is!

He really is!

He always has been!

He just forgot it just forgot him.

In countless soul crossings, he just lost that part of his memory and no longer remembered him.

He knew it all along, but he just ignored it deliberately and didn't want to think about it.

In fact, he already knew deep down in his heart that he just didn't want to admit it, not at all.

I don't want to admit that the one who is forgotten is myself, and the one who is abandoned is also myself.

The feeling he remembers alone is really too bad.

Really too bad.

he is afraid of being abandoned, he is afraid of him

"Little Immortal Qiongshu, Zhenjun Lihuo heard that your qin music is a masterpiece in the fairy world, and invited you to play a song at Bixiao Palace. I wonder if Xiaoxian has time?"

"Thank you to the two little fairies for passing on the message, but the little fairy has to go to the Fenxiang Hall to clean up, so I can't go to play, it's really a pity, please don't blame the real king."

"It's such a pity."

"I also ask the two Xiaoxians to help me convey my apology. Xiaoxian is very grateful."

The figures of Qionghua Xiaoxian and Qiongshui Xiaoxian leisurely went away, but the sarcastic voice still fell into his ears.

"Who do you really think you are?"

"Isn't it just being the servant boy of the Shangshen, so proud that he thought he was the Shangshen!"

"I really don't know how Master Siqin fell in love with this little fairy"

Muzi's mind was a bit fuzzy, and he walked mechanically, as if he was not controlled by his brain.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that after cleaning the magnificent and simple hall, he found a box of incense from the Incense Pavilion, lit it, and put it into the gilt incense burner decorated with ice-coloured gemstones.

Rolling up the sleeves and closing the furnace lid, the movements are elegant and indescribably pleasing to the eye.

A burst of fragrance filled the air leisurely, he finished tidying up the piano stand, and retreated silently.

The door opened slowly, the black hair was divine, and the face was like a sculpture, each stroke was exquisite and delicate, but it was natural, perfect and unbelievable.

His robe was slightly swayed, his wide sleeves fluttered, and his posture was leisurely. With the rhythm of music, he came slowly and caught his eyes.

"Welcome, God." He saw himself kneeling respectfully, and heard his clear voice resounding through the empty hall.

"Qiong Shu, you and I don't have to be like this."

His long hair, like a black waterfall, was tied up with a tie, and the voice of God was still as clear as spring water.He thought vaguely.

He stood up silently, lowered his eyes and said, "God, etiquette cannot be discarded."

Shangshen suddenly touched his head, his eyebrows were as gentle as ever, but the depths of his pupils were also as indifferent as ever, he sighed, "Forget it."

Shangshen started to play the piano, and the sound of the piano was like a trickling stream, slowly pouring into his heart, Muzi's mind was agitated, and he couldn't help but praise, "The sound of Shangshen's piano is really nice."

"Hehe" Shangshen pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

That thought seemed to be fading away gradually and merged into his mind, Muzi's soul became more and more awake.

At the beginning of the world, before the chaos, the God of Creation created the world with himself.

At the beginning of all things, at the beginning of reincarnation, the Creator God died, and a drop of "true" tears left in his left eye fell on a small tree, and the little tree became wise.Tears fell to the ground and dissolved in the soil, and the god who played the qin was born holding the qin.The tear of "love" falling from the right eye fell into the deep sea and turned into the God of Cang Xun.

With his last breath of fresh air, the Chuangshi God melted into the sky and turned into the God of Nine Heavens.With the last breath of turbid air, he fell into the abyss, and the Fallen Chen Demon Lord was born holding his halberd.

As for the memory of a tree, it is extremely simple. Although this little tree was stained with the tears of God, even though it heard the first piece of music by the god of piano, it was only enlightened.

And that Tianyin had left an incomparably profound stroke in his countless thousands of years of memory.

Unforgettable until death.

Huge memories, swarming like Muzi's mind.His face contorted violently, and he knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely collapse because of it.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled out his source of energy to wrap that part of the memory, then packed layer after layer of seals, and threw it into a corner.

But the influx of memories is still indelible, and the most profound among them is the emotion of Qiongshu Xiaoxian towards the God of Siqin.

This kind of emotion, which is as heavy as a heavy stone, deeply affected him.

"Qiong tree, what's wrong with you?"

The familiar voice of Shangshen with slight concern sounded in his ears, Muzi forced a smile and said, "It's nothing."

Shangshen looked at him with concern, his eyes soft, "Qiong Shu, if you feel unwell, go and rest."

"Then I would like to thank God for his concern." Muzi walked out without hesitation.

His direct attitude made Shangshen slightly stunned, seeing Muzi bowed and retreated, Shangshen withdrew the trace of emotion that was exposed, and immersed himself in his own playing.

The room is empty, the sound of the qin is played solo, high mountains and flowing water, deep streams and shallow streams, turbulent overflow, lingering around the beam for three days, endlessly.

The sandalwood is rich, the smoke is lingering, rising slowly, the ancient God closed his eyes silently.

The prince Changqin, Tang Yuqi, Liu Zhiyan, Ouyang Shaogong, and the piano master Shangshen.

Who is he?

No, this is not cheating, no, this is cheating, this is cheating my whole family!

When Muzi fused part of Mr. Qiongshu's memory, he realized that he came to an extremely awesome and terrifying place!

This place is a typical high-risk world where gods are not as good as dogs, and where true kings walk all over the place!

The cultivation base of his body can be exchanged for the god-serving level, which is the lowest level, the most cannon fodder and the most popular immortal level. Except for the first time, all the true kings, the upper kings, the immortal kings, the lower gods, etc. He has the strength above the true god, not to mention the three upper gods.

Coupled with the army of demons who are ready to invade the fairy world, those monsters are much more powerful than the immortals, and the lowest cannon fodder is from the level of gods, not to mention the seven arrogant demon kings.

The day when the barriers of the fairy world will be weakened once in a hundred million years will come in 300 years, and at that time, the battle between immortals and demons will break out again.

God, what a miserable situation this is!

It was even more difficult than when he was Lilith. At this time, he had no identity, no backer, no younger brother, and nothing.

It's just a tree fairy with a low status and a cannon fodder level, except for being a little older and weak at all.

After he sorted out his thoughts, he almost looked up to the sky and cried.At this time, he was still worrying about the future, but he didn't think that the situation in front of him was actually not so good.

Moreover, there is a huge crisis looming towards him.

A hundred days later, it will be the day of the Heavenly Palace Banquet.At this time, all the immortals mobilized to prepare for the Heavenly Palace Banquet in a hundred days.

The Tiangong Banquet is to celebrate the birthday of the Creator God.This day is celebrated all over the world, bringing joy to the immortals who have a long life.

After all, the lives of long-lived immortals are boring and monotonous.So whenever the Tiangong Banquet comes, there will be carnival for seven days and seven nights.During these seven days, all wars are not allowed, and all battles will be wiped out to achieve the great harmony in the world that the Creator God wanted.

When Qingxue Xiashen was thinking about the staff of the fairy troupe, as a friend of Qiongshu Xiaoxian, Qionghua Xiaoxian put forward his suggestion to Xiashen.

"I heard that Qiongshu Xiaoxian's piano sound is the No. 1 piano player under the God of Qin. He must have excellent piano skills. Qionghua, what do you think of him?"

"Go back to God, as far as I know, Qiongshu Xiaoxian's piano sound is indeed excellent. If he is the accompaniment to the Celestial Girl's Dress Dance, he will definitely be able to play to your heart's content."

"Then let him."

"Yes, I will inform Qiongshu Xiaoxian right now."

After being told the good news by the well-intentioned Qionghua Xiaoxian, Muzi showed a frightened expression after hearing it, and there were only three words left in his mind-it's over!

It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over!

For things like guqin, his only knowledge is playing cotton, bastard!

He can understand, but it doesn't mean he can play it, bastard!

Ah, no, that's not the point of the question, the point is.

Muzi pressed down on the strings, stretched out his slightly trembling fingers, "Here—here—creak—"

That's right, it's the magic sound, it's the magic sound!

He has no sense of music since he was a child, not only his singing is ugly, but also like a female ghost risking his life, even with all kinds of musical instruments, he is like playing cotton under his hands, you bastard!

Fuck, this time it's really over

Muzi plopped on the piano, shedding bitter tears.

Refuse, you say to refuse, that is an order from God, dare to disobey, how dare he, bastard!

He is not afraid of death, what he is afraid of is that the other party will put shoes on him!

I'm going to die this time

"God, can I borrow your little fairy Qiongshu?" Qingxue asked with a smile.

"What's the use of borrowing him?" The ancient god o, his eyebrows were light, and his lingering voice was full of doubts.

"The Heavenly Palace Banquet is coming soon. I heard that Qiongshu Xiaoxian has an excellent piano sound. If she can accompany my fairy group, it will be a wonderful thing."

"So that's the case." God Siqin nodded in agreement.

"You agree?"

"No, no, no, isn't it?" Shang Shen's gentle smile, which has never changed since ancient times, was like a mess of flowers that instantly confused the lower god's eyes.

"..."—

93. Oriental Mythology ([-])

Xiaoxian Qiongshu's piano sound is unique in the heavens, Qingxue Xiashen wants to give Qiongshu Xiaoxian a chance to show off her talent, and the piano master god is very pleased for him.

He also authorized Qiongshu Xiaoxian not to have to come to serve for a hundred days, and to prepare for the Heavenly Palace Banquet wholeheartedly.

One day, when I was in peace, I heard that Qiongshu Xiaoxian had come to thank guests behind closed doors and made a new song for the Tiangong Banquet, so I had a sudden whim to go and appreciate it.

God, who would dare to stop him, so that he arrived at Qiongshu Xiaoxian's private courtyard unimpeded all the way.

The barrier laid down by Muzi was easily passed by God.Unexpectedly, what greeted him was howling ghosts and howling wolves, the harsh sound of crunching like a violent storm hitting branches, shaking God's mind unsteadily.

Then there was another miserable howl, resounding in his ears, "It's over, it's over! It's over!"

Muzi turned his head back, looked at the God with horror on his face, withdrew his claws from the ravaged Guqin, and said, "Si Shangshen, why are you here?"

Shangshen smiled and replied, "I'm here to appreciate Qiongshu's new work."

"New work haha" Muzi laughed awkwardly, then stood up cautiously.

"Qiong Shu's new work is really ulterior motives"

"..." God, are you talking nonsense with your eyes open? !

A hint of cunning flashed across Muzi's eyes, and a crooked idea popped up in his heart.Then he made a miserable look, and sighed faintly.

"Why is Qiongshu sighing?" Sure enough, Shangshen asked with concern as he expected.

"Xiaoxian's qin art can only be said to be ordinary, but I don't know when it was passed on to be a masterpiece in the fairy world. The next Tiangong banquet, Xiaoxian" said this, Muzi sighed again, and glanced at it inadvertently Shangshen, but happened to meet Shangshangshen's insightful eyes.

"That's how it is." Shangshen's brows and eyes were warm, and he still had the elegant and noble appearance, he smiled and said without warmth, "If you don't mind, I will guide Qiongshu how to do it next." ?”

"It couldn't be better." Muzi's eyes were shining like stars, and the gaze of a small animal suddenly softened Shangshen's heart.

The ancient god, who lived as long as the sky, did not expose Muzi's lies full of loopholes.The battle between immortals and demons is approaching, and as a god, he shoulders a heavy responsibility, so if he doesn't know the details of this person, he can't act rashly.

On the first day, Shangshen carefully taught the other party's piano skills, and offered to let the other party play a piece to see his current level.

But hearing the sound of Muzi playing cotton, Shangshen only felt that the other party's words of Qin Yi are ordinary, and he really overestimated him

On the second day, Shangshen knew that his piano skills could no longer be described as extremely bad, so he had no choice but to teach him from scratch.

Muzi stretched out his claws and plucked the strings, but God pulled his hand, "Don't imitate the eagle's claws, but relax naturally"

On the fifth day, the hand gestures were practiced, and the Gongshang Jiaoyu emblem was also recognized.

But knowing Gongshang Jiaoyu Hui does not mean that he can understand music scores.So, Shangshen had no choice but to teach from one simple piece of music after another.

On the 15th, I can read the score and gestures.

But the other party has no sense of music at all, no matter how it is played, the tone is not right.

In the eyes of God, this person is simply a music idiot, a music dementia.There is no talent for learning guqin at all!

Shangshen has completely given up on Muzi's piano skills, but he can't change what he promised, so he can only continue to endure the other party's magic sound every day.

One month later, Muzi threw himself on the guqin, howling, "I won't learn, I won't learn!! This thing is too disgusting!"

It's not the qin that is hateful, it's you who have no sense of music, God is powerless to think of it, and feels relieved in his heart.

Muzi blinked, his eyes were like little sparkling stars, staring at Shangshen with a gleam.

Suddenly, Shangshen had a bad feeling, but he still kept a gentle smile on his face, "Qiong Shu, don't give up lightly."

"I heard that the sound of Shangshen's piano is the real fairy sound of the fairy world. If you can play a piece, maybe Xiaoxian will be able to get a sense of music."

Shangshen lost his breath, did not refuse, and nodded in response, "That's fine."

Shangshen's qin art is really superb, a pure and elegant piece, clear and far away, as if on the top of a high mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, erratic and erratic.Then it turned into a clear overtone, the rhythm gradually became brighter, the gurgling clank, the cold current in the secluded space; the clear and cold, the trickle of the pine roots.

Concentrate on listening to the melody of the zither sound like flowing clouds and flowing water, like a happy spring ringing in a mountain stream, or like the aftermath of waves stirring up stones, whirling slightly.

At the end of the song, Muzi seemed to wake up from the artistic conception, and said with sparkling eyes, "My wife is so beautiful, it only makes people's hearts surge, and they are immersed in it! This wonderful piano sound is the real music. The perfect song!!"

The endless flattery came out of Muzi's mouth one after another, but he could hear doubts in Shangshen's heart, and he always felt that the other party's compliments had no good intentions.

Then Muzi smiled like a chrysanthemum, and slowly expressed his purpose, "God, Xiaoxian also knows that the sound of my piano is really unbearable. If you play a song, Xiaoxian will record it quietly, and when the banquet in the heavenly palace is played, play it." Give"

"How can you cheat like this!" Shangshen's eyebrows were stern, making him shiver in fright.

Seeing Muzi's pitiful appearance, Shangshen's heart suddenly softened, he touched Muzi's head, and said softly, "There are still two months left, and I will focus on one song, and I will definitely achieve something."

Muzi said flatly, "Okay then."

He thought to himself that earlier, he had detected some information from God.He also knew that this High God was his life-and-death enemy who had hacked him twice, so even though the High God had treated him well, he was still on guard.

Hmph, some characteristics of this High God are very similar to Liu Zhiyan. After accepting him as an apprentice, Liu Zhiyan has always been so gentle and kind, persuasive, and has the appearance of a good old man.

But in fact, the indifference and ruthlessness in the other party's eyes cannot be concealed from Muzi's sharp eyes.

Sooner or later, sooner or later, hum

The fierce light in Muzi's eyes flashed away, and the two returned to the state of one teaching and the other earnestly studying.

Shangshen played every day, wanting to cultivate Muzi's sense of music, Muzi also listened carefully every day

This kind of scene not only often makes Muzi feel familiar, even Shangshen also senses this strange sense of disharmony and familiarity.

On this day, as usual, God played and Muzi listened.

When the music was high, Muzi's eyes were a bit blurred.

The profile of Shangshen is still so perfect, and there is always that faint smile on his lips, as if the mask that could not be removed a long time ago.

"Changqin" God seemed to hear someone calling his name softly, that familiar voice seemed to be coming from the far shore

Faint into the ear, hit the soul.

That sound was like a shooting star, dragging its long tail, hitting heavily in the depths of his memory, and then exploded

The flying fragments drifted around like celestial maidens scattered flowers.

The ancient divine o felt a stagnation in his heart.An uncontrollable, unreasonable sadness, resentment, and strong anger surged into my heart instantly.

only makes people feel hateful

Hate, fate is unfair, hate, life and death parting, hate, weak and powerless, hate, world uneasy

Shangshen's headache was about to split, his heart seemed to be torn apart, and the pain continued to spread.But suddenly met Shang Muzi's slightly blurred eyes and smile

Shangshen couldn't help shaking his whole body, that's the look in his eyes

That is what he has been looking forward to, always describing, always imagining, and what he has always expected to see in the eyes and smiles from the bottom of his heart.

In his memory, there should be such a person

He would hold his chin up, his big eyes shining like stars in the night sky, and he would keep looking at him, as if he was the only one left in his eyes.

He should be smiling all over his face, and that smile should be as bright as water, leaving only tenderness and beauty in his eyes.

He would laugh and whisper in his ear, "Long Qin Long Qin"

Those eyes and that smile will bathe his whole heart in the sunshine, making him feel as warm as spring.

They should be together forever and never be separated

should be like this should be like this

But he forgot it was lost

He lost this very memory, even though he has been looking for it but can't find it

He doesn't want to stand alone in the dark

I don't want to bear it alone. If I'm single, hehe, why not

There was a hint of evil in the eyes of the ancient god, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The tenderness in his eyes disappeared instantly, and changed back to the kind of indifference.

Seeing this, Shangshen smiled softly, he stroked Muzi's head, his eyes deepened.

It's so good, those eyes and smiles will only belong to him.

Muzi shook his head, thinking that it was an illusion just now that he felt that the god looked like a Changqin.

This guy's smile looks like a big bad wolf wagging its tail no matter how you look at it!Bad intentions!

He smiled treacherously and thought to himself, just because God is a big bad wolf doesn't mean he is a little sheep who can only bleat.

Now that he has identified this guy as his enemy, he is now weak and unable to resist.But it doesn't mean that he can never resist. This guy stabbed him twice, and he would always find the time to stab him back.

Hum hum

[But in fact, this product is essentially a little sheep, a little sheep that is about to be eaten. 】

After various inadvertent probing by Shangshen, he finally found that only when he was playing the piano, Muzi would show the kind of eyes and smile that made his heart tremble, leaving only the soft and peaceful eyes and smile.

In this way, Shangshen moved into Muzi's small courtyard with the name of teaching piano art.

At this time, Muzi was worrying about the Tiangong Banquet, but he didn't notice anything wrong!

Should he be said to be dull or stupid? ! ——

94. Oriental Mythology ([-])

In a blink of an eye, the day of the Tiangong Banquet is approaching.Although Muzi's piano skills at this time are passable.But there is still such a big gap in the distance between melodious and moving, Miaomiaoxianyin.

Seeing that the date is approaching, his level is still so appalling.Muzi is very anxious, but he also knows that the only person who can help him now is the Qin master.

So, with a flattering look on Muzi's face, he looked at his life-saving straw!

Seeing Muzi's pitiful look, like a small animal's soft eyes begging for help, Shangshen's heart warmed slightly, and he let out a faint sigh.

Gently patted the opponent's head, his eyes were moist, with the light of broken stars.He whispered a few words in Muzi's ear, and saw the other's eyeballs instantly brighten like night pearls.

"God, you are really my savior!!!" Muzi's eyes were moist, his voice was trembling, and when he got excited, he ignored his status and rushed over.

The scene in front of him seemed to overlap with the figure in his long memory.Shangshen, who had a shallow smile, trembled slightly.

It seemed that there was a small and sharp needle point, which ruthlessly pierced the sea of ​​consciousness of God.

Shangshen's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and the sudden dull pain in his heart made him almost suffocate.

Muzi bumped into Shangshen's chest firmly, causing his thinking to stagnate, and the double image of the figure in front of him disappeared without a trace.

The God of "Qiong Shu" patted Muzi's head, and when he saw the other's piercing eyes, he showed a gentle smile, "Don't forget what you promised just now."

Muzi nodded repeatedly, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart, it was just a small request, and he would never kill him.Besides, he often does things like regretting!

Suddenly he realized that what he was doing now was a bottomless offense. If someone saw him, he would be dragged out a hundred times.

Then he took a few steps back and said, "Forgive Xiaoxian for being rude!"

"I said it doesn't have to be like this between us." Shangshen said sincerely.

Grass, what's the matter with swelling? Why did Mao's body move naturally, and he became so rigid and polite? !Could it be that this is slavishness!

It seems that the memories left by Qiongshu Xiaoxian had a profound impact on him.

"That's all" Shangshen sighed helplessly when he saw the other party's insistence.I faintly thought in my heart that I really look like a little hedgehog, but one day I will be able to pull out all these thorns and let him reveal the soft flesh of his whole body.

"Although I assisted in the Tiangong Banquet that day, Qiongshu still can't slack off his piano skills in the days to come, and should practice more." Shangshen's voice was like a gentle breeze and drizzle.

"Yes!" Muzi shivered, came back to his senses, and quickly straightened his back and answered.

After finishing speaking, Shangshen seemed to be in a very good mood and high-spirited, so he sat down with his sleeves up, raised his hand, and played a piece on the piano.

Its sound is so beautiful that it makes people feel ecstatic.Its rhyme is like Yang Yang leisurely, just like flowing clouds and flowing water, flowing into the heart.

Muzi stood quietly by the side, with black eyes that looked like obsidian, and the sound of the piano came to his ears. He listened to it, and after a while, his eyes became dizzy and lost his mind.

A long time ago, he was still playing the fifty strings of the zither. While enjoying the touch, he spent countless hours in the music of the zither, and he also had some insights.

The god of the qin master is extraordinary in his qin skills, fascinating, immersive, and inescapable.

To be honest, this guy is not much better than Changqin's piano skills.

Of course, Muzi will never admit this point!For the enemy, he will strike mercilessly!

However, the sound of the zither god's piano seems to carry an invisible magic power, just like that enchanting witch, inadvertently seduces people's soul.

The voice is ethereal and enters the soul, as if it can take him back to the long past inadvertently.

Just like now, he who is immersed in the sound of the zither, seems to have returned to Mount L thousands of years ago.

At that time, the blue sky was like washing, and the ostriches were singing.Cangshan is still there, with orchids and jade trees, and gurgling spring water.

The scenery is exactly the same as the mountain l in memory, it seems that this place has never changed since ancient times.

The green trees are blooming and flowers are falling, the sound of the guqin is slow, but the Changqin is still there.

He sat cross-legged on one side, listening to Jianyu's old-fashioned rambling, listening to the gentle drizzle of the Changqin like a clear spring in a mountain stream, making people fall asleep slowly and have a peaceful mind.

Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and her smile is Yan Yan, which has never changed.

With his chin propped up, his eyes soft, he stared blankly at Changqin, then lowered his head and smiled, revealing a smile that was as quiet as a flash in the pan.

For him, as long as Changqin is still alive, that's enough.

In fact, among all the people he knew, Changqin's fate was probably the worst.

After suffering a thousand years of reincarnation, all the gains are wiped out.Therefore, from the bottom of his heart, he probably couldn't let go of this best friend the most.

yeah can't let go

Therefore, he will

Muzi's eyes instantly became firm, at this moment, he made up his mind!

If Changqin's matter is not resolved, he probably won't feel at ease in his life!

Suddenly returning to his senses, he saw Shangshen was close in front of his eyes, and his long and slender fingers were touching his face.

What's the matter? !He stepped back three steps, and said in a trembling voice, "God, what are you doing?!"

Shangshen pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes darkened slightly, and he said slowly, "Qiong Shu is very lively and interesting."

"Huh?" Muzi tilted his head in confusion.

What did he mean by saying this? !

Seeing Shangshen smiling without saying a word, his face was mysterious and unpredictable.Muzi suddenly felt that the other party really knew how to pretend to be X.He secretly contemptuously said in his heart, what are you pretending to do, I really think you are rich and handsome!

He saw the gloomy sky outside the window, his eyes were like cute pearls, and he rolled his eyes, and said, "Ahem, God, it's getting late now, and it's not too early, there will be a heavenly palace banquet tomorrow, why don't we?"

"Yeah." Shang Shen stroked his lips and smiled lightly, his eyes were deep, and then said, "Qiong Shu will not forget, and I will still need my help tomorrow."

"Xiaoxian is extremely grateful to God for his help!"

Shangshen laughed and said, "Then I have known Qiong Shu for a long time, why don't we call each other by first name from now on."

Muzi stared wide-eyed, and waved his hands again and again, "This is not acceptable, if someone else hears about it, Xiaoxian's death ten thousand times is not enough to apologize!"

"It's okay to call you in private." Shangshen said with a faint smile, "Qiong Shu, I'm playing the piano."

What is the meaning of the god of this wool? !Is there some conspiracy.

Muzi wanted to refuse again, but saw the God of God smiled, and slowly uttered five words, "Tomorrow, Tiangong Banquet."

Treacherous, treacherous!Muzi, who believed that the other party had bad intentions, flashed a fierce light in his eyes, and then whispered, "Siqin"

"So good."

Seeing that Shangshen's figure finally disappeared, Muzi breathed a sigh of relief.He thought bitterly in his heart, after the Tiangong banquet, he immediately packed up his things and ran away.

The fairyland is so big, there will always be a place where he can concentrate on sex, waiting for the opportunity to stab the enemy to death!

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the Heavenly Palace Banquet, and the three great gods came together, sitting at the first seat.The rest of the twelve lower gods sit sideways.The remaining Xianjun, Shangjun, Zhenjun and so on took their positions.

Xiaoxian, who is the lowest, has no place to sit, so he can only watch from a distance.

In addition to the crowds of immortals, as well as all kinds of transformed immortal beasts, etc., this square was packed to the brim, leaving only the huge stage in the center empty.

When the God of Nine Heavens announced the official start of the Heavenly Palace Banquet, all kinds of wonderful programs, carefully arranged by these long-lived and boring Gods, followed one after another.It only makes people dazzled and dizzy, and it is amazing!

In this grand and prosperous age, there are two programs that attract the most attention.

One is the fairy dress dance choreographed by Qingxue Xiashen, which has the dancing postures of eighteen beauties in the fairy world.And a shocking piano sound made the whole scene boil.

Although the program is clichéd, the beauty effect will never be out of date.Therefore, this show has been supported and loved by almost all male immortals.

The second is a stage play with a novel program, yes, you are right.It is to perform a novel life-and-death love that the immortals have never seen before.

This program lasted for more than half an hour, and many female immortals were moved to tears.

The love, hatred, and parting between life and death in the plot are really touching, and the hearts of all the fairies who almost cried were heartbroken.

And the female pig's feet in the play are also so beautiful and beautiful that they compare with the most beautiful Jinglian in the fairy world, and that kind of soul-stirring and soul-shocking beauty has aroused vicissitudes of life. One can know the amazing beauty of this kind of beauty just by watching God Xun.

After Muzi finished playing the piece, he shrank into a corner.While watching the show, I thought, how familiar is this love drama of life and death?

He touched his chin, pondered for a while, and clapped his hands as if he had realized something.Ah, isn't this the fairy tale version of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai? !

Let me go, could it be that there are traversers here? !

These traversers, like locusts, have invaded one world after another, even this fairy world is no exception!

Thinking of this, he sighed faintly.

However, it was none of his business.A gleam of light flashed in his black glazed pupils.

Seeing Muzi carefully inspecting the surrounding environment, seeing the attention of many little fairies around him immersed in the wonderful plot, he couldn't help but cast a glance at the three high gods.

Xindao, very good very good

Such an opportunity, if you don't leave now, when will you wait!

Then, while everyone's attention was on this grand event, he quietly slipped back to his small courtyard alone.

In this fairy world, apart from being able to use the source power, he couldn't summon the PSP at all.This also shows that he cannot take out the various items that belong to him in the PSP.

Therefore, to him at this time, Qiongshu's collection and supplies naturally seemed incomparable.

Qiongshu is not poor, and he has many good things on him.Recently, he also specially got himself a storage ring with a larger space, and took advantage of this time to put everything in it.

Mu Zi, with a heavy burden, went to the venue where the Tiangong Banquet was held as usual, squeezed into the crowd without a trace, and then squeezed out from another place quietly.

The moonlight is slightly cool, the night breeze is blowing, the shadows of the trees are whirling, the surrounding environment is unbelievably quiet, only Muzi is walking here alone.

The boundary teleportation array is usually patrolled by guards.If you want to leave the most prosperous Nine Heavens in the fairy world, you need to come to the teleportation formation, hand over the teleportation crystal, tell the other party your destination, and then sit on the teleportation formation before you can leave.

At this time, even though it was time for a feast, the teleportation array shouldn't be completely empty.

Muzi, who lacks common sense, didn't notice something was wrong.

Alone, he quietly came to the teleportation array under the cover of night.After studying the teleportation array for a while, I was surprised to find that the teleportation array was open.In other words, at this time, anyone can come to the Nine Heavens through the teleportation array, and there is no need to pay.

What happened all of a sudden, just when he couldn't figure it out, he heard a voice behind him.

"Qiong Shu, where are you going?" The voice came to my ears slowly, with a sinister chill.

Muzi turned around with a swish, and was shocked to find that Shangshen, who was supposed to be seated at the head of the piano, was standing behind him with a smile on his face.

With a guilty conscience, he couldn't help but back away in fright, "Shang Shangshen, why are you here?"

Shangshen smiled slightly, his eyes were cold, "Why can't I be here?"

Muzi's eyes were bright and his mind was bright, he came up with an excuse in a blink of an eye, he said, "I didn't expect to meet Shangshen when I went out for a walk, what a coincidence."

In the darkness, the pupils of Shangshen were extraordinarily deep, like an abyss that could not be seen to the bottom.

He did not investigate why Muzi was here at this time.