MTL - Bancheng Fengyue-Chapter 1 Younv Xuanyi

It was a sunny spring day, and two unexpected news broke the peace of the God Realm that had lasted for many years.

The first one is that in the Huahuang's back garden, the whirling peony that was supposed to bloom only once in 30,000 years, this time it only bloomed in less than 10,000 years.

The second one, there is a gossip that the Emperor of Heaven intends to match the little princess of the Zhongshan Dragon God Zhuyin clan and the only son of the Qing Emperor Huaxu clan Fu Cang Shenjun.

It just so happened that the whirling peonies in Huahuang's garden were in bloom. In line with the idea of ​​"I don't want to be too embarrassed to meet for the first time", the Emperor of Heaven fixed the first meeting of the two young gods in Huahuang's back garden, and saw the gods who came to enjoy the flowers. There are so many, they will not stare at each other.

As soon as the news came out, there was an endless stream of gods who came to enjoy the flowers in the past few days, and the threshold of the back garden seemed to be stepped down by a few inches.

At that time, Emperor Zhongshan's wife, Fairy Cuihe, died in the wilderness. Since then, the gods have sealed Zhongshan and have almost no contact with the gods. Up to now, no one has seen the appearance of the sons and daughters of the gods.

As for that little princess, there are rumors like "Princess Loach", and she must be just a mediocre little **** in nine out of ten.

However, no matter how mediocre she was, her background was still exceptionally noble.

Now the little princess is only 9,700 years old, and she has just reached the age of marriage, yet she is able to invite the Emperor of Heaven to match her, and the Qing Emperor introduces her only son. Such a posture, the ordinary gods can only admire and admire.

However, who is bad for the Heavenly Emperor to tie the knot, why is it the God of Helping Cang? The hearts of countless goddesses in the God Realm were secretly broken by this.

I still remember that God Fu Cang was only 22,000 years old back then, when the emperor and daughter got married, the banquet was held for five days. When the Emperor of Heaven marries a daughter, the gods naturally have to support him. At that time, the dragon girls from all over the world began to sing and dance. The King of Xiang played the flute and played it horizontally.

Xu Shi, the emperor of heaven, was drunk, and suddenly turned his head to look at a young **** who was sitting alone in the southeast corner, and said with a smile, "Fu Cang, why don't you dance your sword for fun?"

The young Shenjun raised his sleeves, his graceful posture was like a crane, and the long sword was held in his hand, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

A song of Haoyue Frost came to an end, and his movements also came to an end. The long sword drew a neat and beautiful line. The young **** stood proudly, with a slightly sideways face, and the curve of the bridge of the nose and jaw was beautiful and perfect. He raised his hand, Handing back the long swords to the dragon girls, the drooping eyelashes were raised, and the eyes were as cold as moonlight.

Peerless.

A sword dance made Fu Cang Shenjun famous all over the world, and also made countless goddesses fascinated by him. Now thinking that he is about to fall into the clutches of the little princess of the Zhuyin family, it is heartbreaking.

Three quarters later, the wind suddenly picked up, and the layered and turbulent sea of ​​clouds seemed to be torn apart suddenly by a pair of giant hands. The blue nine-headed lion flew against the wind, and landed in the dazzling pear blossom forest in the blink of an eye.

In the snow-white sky, the young Shenjun lightly jumped off the lion's back, his wide sleeves swaying, and he was startled. It was the only son of Emperor Qinghua, Fucang Shenjun.

He came alone, without any retinue or maidservant, and led the nine-headed lion to Huahuang's courtyard. Up to the gate of the courtyard, Huahuang's attendants had already greeted him, and took the reins respectfully.

"I wonder what arrangements Huahuang has?" Fu Cang asked in a low voice.

Different from his cold moon-like appearance, his voice was extremely alluring. As soon as he opened his mouth, his low and alluring voice brushed gently over his heart like a soft feather brush, making one half-hearted.

The waiters blushed involuntarily, unable to answer his question for a while.

All of a sudden, there was another thunderous humming sound from the sea of ​​clouds, and the overlapping clouds were torn apart mercilessly, and a long and resplendent car shuttled forward in the clouds, and the tattoo on it was Zhongshan Dragon God The totem, the auspicious light around the body, and the followers are mighty, no less than a hundred people.

When the mighty crowd landed in the pear blossom forest, the small flower forest suddenly seemed a little crowded, and the gods had to give way one after another.

I saw the thirty followers in front of me carrying small bronze buckets, scooping up water with jade ladles, and splashing it on both sides of the road. Thirty female fairies in the middle are holding purple and gold censers, and the green smoke is curling up, and the elegant and cool aroma almost overwhelms the smell of pear blossoms.

The next thirty followers laid down a snow-white blanket of fine clouds along the way. This blanket was woven by the weaving girls on the bank of the Tianhe River, and it was decorated with beautiful jade from the Tianhe River. A foot of fine cloud blanket is extremely luxurious, and the little princess actually used it to pave the road, which is too luxurious.

The last thirty female celestial beings following behind the long carriage held whisks, feather fans, treasure vases and jade boxes, and two attendants even carried huge brocade umbrellas. Although there were many attendants, they were extremely quiet. They walked all the way to the gate of the courtyard with astonishing momentum.

"Emperors don't have such ostentation..."

The gods whispered in dissatisfaction, even if it was the princess of Zhongshan Dragon God, she was aggressive and followed hundreds of people when she first appeared, did she want to show her unattainable status?

The car door was opened with a "squeak", and the entourage who carried the umbrella immediately opened the brocade umbrella and waited on both sides. The maidservant bent her arm respectfully~www.novelbuddy.com~ a slender hand rested on it, with five fingernails on it. They were all painted with bright red Koudan, and against the bright yellow sleeves of the fairy, the skin looked even more like new snow.

The eyes of all the gods were focused on that catkin—come out, little princess of Zhongshan Dragon God, and see what you look like to be so arrogant and luxurious!

A slender figure slowly descended from the resplendent and resplendent car. The little princess was wearing a frost-colored long dress with countless dark golden closed-eyed dragons densely patterned on it. Her long jet-black hair was decorated with golden rings. Without any ornaments, there is a kind of quiet luxury.

Her face was drooping in the shadow of the brocade umbrella, and the cheeks that occasionally leaked were full and tender. Supporting the maidservant, she walked neither fast nor slow, and every step was just right and graceful.

When they walked in front of God Fucang, the umbrella-carrying entourage and the maidservant stepped back three steps and knelt down to salute. It was the first time that the gods saw the appearance of the little princess of Zhongshan Dragon God. The young goddesses were suddenly a little discouraged.

The little princess's complexion was extremely fair, which made her eyebrows and eyes darker, and her lips more delicate. Maybe it's because of her noble birth, or maybe it's because she's too ostentatious, but she has an inexplicable aura, like innocent delicacy, but also like reserved nobility, which makes her look like she will never be lost to the gods.

What's more, she is so graceful, clean and dust-free.

At the age of nine thousand years, the little princess still has a childish fullness on her cheeks. Her expression is very calm, and she can't see any inner emotions. The young Shenjun is just a wooden man with blurred facial features.

Zhenxiu bent down to salute, and the elegant and cool fragrance covered the entire Huahuangxian Island.

"My concubine is Zhongshan Dragon God Zhuyin, Xuanyi, and I have met the God of Helping Cang."

Her voice was as soft as the cool breeze on a summer night.