Chapter 60: Burning fire wings

At the banquet, everyone stunned, looking at the golden shell that suddenly appeared.
Qin Wushuang was shocked by himself. After a while, he took a deep breath and secretly said: No wonder the father, who has always been steady, suddenly madly believes what fate is said, it turns out that this is really mysterious!
She breathed calmly and calmly said: "In the ancestral temple, Jinbei had already appeared. If it weren't so, I wouldn't bring it-just like I really can't get married."
While joking to ease the panic and embarrassment, he carefully reached out to the restless Jinbei.
The fingertips trembled slightly.
After picking up Jinbei, Qin Wushuang remained motionless, turned over and looked at it, and saw that there were no small animals in the beetle, and he was a little scared and secretly happy in his heart-with this'miracle' beside him, Han Shaoling Treat yourself, you will definitely pay more attention.
She smiled shyly and generously: "The ancestors blessed me in Qinzhou, they did show some miracles from time to time, it seems that the ancestors treated the King of Hanzhou...
The words hadn't been finished yet, but Jinbei suddenly jumped up again and landed on the table. She held up the shell very firmly and shook her right and left.
That lively appearance made everyone unable to help making up an old man who looked at Qin Wushuang seriously and shook his head in dissatisfaction.
Han Shaoling narrowed his eyes narrowly, reaching for it.
I saw that Jinbei was like a of avoiding plague, and jumped back suddenly.
Han Shaoling: "..."
Sister Baizhou couldn't help but laugh out loud: "No, King Qin, your ancestor, seems to be very dissatisfied with King Hanzhou!"
Pingzhou Shizi responded very quickly and hurriedly said: "The ancestor of the Qin family, do you feel that the Qin king daughter is not suitable for the Hanzhou king? What other person do you have?"
Jin Bei nodded slowly at him.
Everyone: "..."
Qin Wushuang has been completely ignorant.
In this world, there is indeed the technique of divination and prophecy. It is extremely efficacious for all the sons of the Temple of Heaven to ask the heavens and the earth with the technique of the great Tianyan. It's just that the chance of heaven is exposed to the condemnation of the condemnation of the heavens, so in addition to the major events that are about the life and death of the whole world, the Temple of Heaven will not perform such great operations at will.
Everyone knows that Jinbei in Qinzhou has been enshrined in the ancestral temple for thousands of years and is enshrined in incense, but it is not surprising that he has really become a god-in fact, so many eyes are staring, and there is no light in daylight. It's possible to make a fake.
This is very embarrassing.
"Ahaha, ahaha," Bai Shizi smiled at the jinbei, "Old ancestors, look, don't you match me?"
Kimbe ignored him at all.
It lay in the middle of the desk for a while, like a half-talk, and suddenly played the dormant old star.
Sang Yuan sincerely put forward her suggestions: "The Queen Qin, the ancestors probably want to tell you, don't be enthralled by other things. Marrying people, the most important thing is to be happy, marry someone you like, not I will live up to my life. Or will you look at it again?"
I saw that Jinbei wobbled up again and nodded firmly.
Qin Wushuang: "I..."
She suddenly choked.
After staring at the ancestor shell for a moment, she said lowly: "King Hanju, if there is no golden shell, would you still choose me?"
Han Shaolin's depression: "...Yes."
In addition to daring to come down, does he have other options?
Can't always say in public, he decided to marry Qin Wushuang because of this Jinbei, right? Although everyone knows this is the case.
Qin Wushuang smiled bitterly: "That's all right. King Hanzhou, choose another date. I really want to marry you."
Anyway, Han Shaoling didn't care about his face anymore. At this moment, he had only this annoying Jin Bei in his heart. At this moment, if he is asked what his mood is, it is about the kind of picture of the money in the woman's house, and the sweet words are used to lie to the girls, but they are lightly embarrassed when they are seen through by their parents.
He nodded and said, "Okay. You take Kimbee back."
Qin Wu's lips and lips smile more bitterly.
"The ancestors," she said with her palms together, "The King of Hanzhou is my favorite. I have decided to marry him, and I hope the ancestors will bless him."
Kimbe nodded reluctantly.
Then, it pointed to Qin Wushuang and Han Shaoling with a sharp angle on one side, and then took a step back firmly.
Its movement is too clever, everyone can see at a glance, it means that you live your life, don't pull me.
"Ancestor, don't you want Jinbei to give to Hanzhou King?" Qin Wushuang asked.
Kimbe nodded.
Qin Wushuang was dizzy: "Then... I will invite you back to the ancestral temple, how?"
"Qin Wushuang!" Han Shaolin snarled low.
Jin Bei shook his head.
Qin Wushuang doesn't know what he is feeling at this moment, she murmured: "Could it be that you want Qinzhou to cooperate with another state?"
As soon as this remark came out, Han Shaoling immediately opened his eyes and clapped his hands heavily on the edge of Zhuqu. He said angrily: "Qin Wushuang, you think clearly! I am Hanzhou, and I will never be insulted! I am not you. No, I’m not sure this Kimbe! If you give it to someone else, you will marry someone else!"
Hearing this, Qin Wushuang was really disheartened.
She must have looked at Han Shaoling twice, and said slowly, "King of Hanzhou, even if Jin Bei chose which state's son, I don't have to marry. Who I want to marry is up to me. You don't want to marry Me, I don’t have to rely on you."
She turned to Jin Bei and respectfully said: "Ancestor, please give guidance to my generation."
Seeing that Jinbei stretched out lazily with satisfaction, leaping away towards Sang, leaping high and rushing to her.
Sang was so scared that he took a big jump and grabbed the golden shell rubbing on her with his hand and put it in his palm.
"This... Queen Qin, I can't marry you! I am also a woman, really." She hurriedly said, while posing a suspicious gesture, trying to put the Kimbe back to the table case.
However, it seemed to have fallen on her, sticking to her fingers, and could not shake it.
Everyone watched Sang far tossing his hands around, flicking and rubbing, and the golden babe that stuck to her.
I saw Sang Yuan's beautiful little face flushed with anxiety, and then tossed and flicked, and that Jinbei was like a ball rolling on her hands, just not half an inch away from her.
Qin Wushuang: "...Sang far away, don't throw it away!"
It's crazy!
Sang raised his big black-and-white eyes far away and looked at Qin Wushuang innocently.
Qin Wushuang sighed: "Daughter Sang, don't quit anymore, just accept it. The ancestor likes you and wants us to make good relations with Sangzhou."
Everyone stared at Kimbe in Sang Yuan's hands.
I saw this thing as if I found the owner, rubbing her fingers very intimately, Jin Cancan's light flashed once, and then again.
Qin Wushuang murmured and repeated: "The ancestors wanted us to make good relations with Qinzhou and Sangzhou..."
Under the eyes of all the people, the ancestors were so spirited. Where else does Qin Wushuang dare to have any objections?
She stared blankly at Qin Shizi aside.
Qin Shizi was still more than her. At this moment, Qin Shizi's face was quietly red when she looked at holding Jinbei, the mulberry like a fairy.
"Brother..."
Qin Shizi jumped up: "The ancestors chose a pure person like Sang Wangnv. This is also the blessing of our Qinzhou! From now on, Qinzhou and Sangzhou will be brothers' states, and we will make good friends from generation to generation! Sang Wangnun, if there is any need, just talk to me! As long as I can do it by Qin Wuliang, he is so stubborn!
He patted his chest and made a bold speech.
"Since it was the ancestor's life, Jinbei gave it to Sangzhou, and he hoped that the king would not quit anymore!" Qin Shizi Qin Wuliang said more sincerely than Qin Wushuang.
Sang looked at Kimbe lying quietly in the palm of his hand, hesitating for a moment: "Then I'm disrespectful."
The Qin brothers and sisters nodded together.
Sang looked at Han Shaoling from afar, with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "Hanzhou King, look at this..."
Han Shaoling was already stunned.
Fang Cai, when he saw that the mortal woman was wrapped in elves like Jinbei crying and laughing, he was like a thunder rolling in his heart, only sighing such a magical woman, let her escape from her arms, really life The biggest regret.
Jin Bei chose Sang Yuan, which is actually a very good thing for Han Shaolin.
It will not hurt his face, and... if he succeeds in bringing Sang far into his pockets in the future, wouldn’t this Jinbei return to his hands?
Thinking like this, Han Shaoling couldn't help but laughed heartily: "Qin Shizi was right, the Sang Wang's heart was pure, and the eyes of the Qin's ancestors looked like a real thing! This is a good thing, I would like to add some gifts , Wish Qinzhou and Sangzhou a happy marriage."
With him taking the lead, the rest of the people also echoed, and more or less gave some gifts to talk about their hearts.
Those sons who had the same idea as Han Shaolin, even made a big gift, just to make a good impression in Sang Yuan's heart before officially starting the competition.
Sang far filled a lot.
"Since the Queen Qin has no intention of me, how can I force it." Han Shaolin smiled briskly and put the red acacia in the bamboo trough in front of him, said, "You guys, continue."
At this moment, in addition to Sang Yuan and You Ming, there are three other pairs on the table.
Seeing that the banquet of running water was coming to an end, Sang didn't rush out of his head.
This is the third time Yun Xuzhou has picked and threw flowers.
"Sang Shizi," Zhao Shizi, who was sitting close to Sang, couldn't help but persuade, "People's regents don't want you to take her flowers, so don't you go all the way up and give us a opportunity?"
I have never seen such a deadly face.
Sang's voice was horrified when he was not close. He turned to Sang and said far away: "Little girl, what do you mean she said!"
Sang had a terrible headache, she knew that she had to force Sang to take this step, or else his path of chasing his wife might end.
"Perhaps the Regent Prince missed someone else, or elder brother, don't pick it up next time and see if it will fall into the hands of others?" Sang Yuan suggested.
"How is it possible!" Sang was so angry that her nostrils were smoking. "She is like me, do you want to marry someone else!"
Sang far and quietly said: "Then you will tell people that you and the Regent have already been like that?"
Sang Bujin suddenly blushed: "Naturally not! Me, am I such a mean villain!"
"Then it's over?" Sang spread his hands far away.
Seeing this, Yun Xuzhou once again threw away the orange acacia that was picked up by Sang Bujin.
The inner attendant is ready to withdraw the feast.
Sang Bu was holding the half flower in his hand, and he didn't want to throw it again.
Not long after, the half thrown by Yun Xuzhou went down the river and floated in front of him.
Sang Buxi suddenly blessed his soul, grabbed it, grabbed his teeth, pedaled, strode the meteor around a small half of the table, rushed to Yun Xuzhou, forcibly took the flowers to the sideburns of others, and pulled her , Said: "Ha! It's time to go to Fengtian High Platform!"
"Finally a little manlike." Yun Xuzhou snorted lazily.
A large number of royal families all gave his own boos.
...
The running banquet is over.
A group of men and women of the royal family followed behind Han Shaoling and walked towards the Fengtian High Tower, which stands at the highest point of the Wangcheng.
Han Shaoling was deliberately a few steps behind and wanted to go side by side with Sang.
However, she did not look at him at all.
She had already put Kimbee away, and at the moment she spoke to the guards beside her, and the blue-blue acacia flowers among the hair shook from time to time, matching the half of the guard on the shirt.
Han Shaolin's eyes narrowed for a while, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, heading towards Fengtian High Platform.
Located on the north of Wangcheng, Fengtian High Platform is a boxy black platform with a height of more than 30 feet. It is made of stone and has a staircase ring around the platform. It looks like a long dragon plated in the towering black platform.
Under the leadership of Han Shaolin, a group of young talents of the royal family began to ascend.
The Queen Baizhou failed to promote herself, and her boss was unhappy. She couldn't help opening her mouth to find Sang's far guilty conscience, saying: "Sang Queen, you're bringing a civilian up, I'm afraid it's not commendable!"
Sang Yuan was happily climbing the tower side by side with You Wuming at the moment. When he heard this, he immediately refused to agree and turned back: "My husband is a man of heaven, he can fly and can stand with him. It’s a blessing you have cultivated for eight lifetimes, he doesn’t miss you, what else are you talking about?

Bai Wangnv: "..." Sang Yuan's eyes looked like a mentally retarded.
Yun Xuzhou laughed loudly and rewarded the Baizhou Queen Girl with an eye knife: "Turn off your farts! So much nonsense, can you get married!"
White Queen Girl: "..."
After the incense stick, everyone finally followed the winding dragon road to the top of Fengtiantai. The 30-foot high platform is unobstructed nearby and the wind is particularly strong.
The White Queen girl whispered to others in the back: "Good intentions are not good, you wait to watch a good show! Only the royal family can participate in the Fengtiantai ritual, I dare to pack the ticket, Han Shaoling will definitely take the opportunity to get rid of this wild man!"
Han Shaolin came to the stage.
In the middle of Fengtiantai, there is a huge eight-foot bronze censer.
Behind the furnace, there is a bronze archway with many exotic animals carved on it, gritty and simple. Below the arch is the sacrifice table.
The ritual began.
The white priests sent the offerings to the high platform and stood under the last step to entrust the gold plates to Han Shaoling one by one.
Han Shaoling took the offering, placed it on the sacrifice table in order, and then lit the incense.
I saw that in the eight-legged bronze incense burner, the flames skyrocketed, and the cigarette curled up, as if it could really reach the ninety-ninth heaven.
After doing this, Han Shaoling walked slowly to the front of the platform and began to recite the prayers and pray for blessings.
Han Shaoling prayed whispered ahead, and Sang could not help but pull the lifeless cuff and whispered to him.
"Are you going to sacrifice heaven with your people?"
"of course."
She was a little unbelieving and she looked at him sideways: "Will you be so honest about the last hour's prayer? I don't believe it."
You Wumei raised her eyebrows, turned her head, and whispered to her, "No one can hear what I'm saying anyway."
"Poof."
Well, as far as the ceremony is concerned, that is completely fine.
She suddenly wanted to follow him to sacrifice to the sky.
See him standing in front of him seriously, whispering and nagging, when she secretly throws a little kelp on him, to hear what he is talking about.
Sang Bu didn't come close.
He said uncomfortably: "In a while, seven or eight people have asked me to ask for a kiss. I said that you have promised someone, and you don't believe it. If you believe, you also want to fight."
Sang far laughed: "At Jinbei, I want to fight."
"It's beautiful for them!" He moved closer. "Sister, you and the Qin's ancestor, do you have any greasiness?"
Sang laughed mysteriously from afar: "Don't tell you!"
Over there, Han Shaolin finally prayed.
After doing some pre-continuation ceremonies, he took out the sacrificial incense and asked everyone to step forward and set it in the incense burner to complete the ceremony.
"Li Cheng. Hardworking everyone." Han Shaoling smiled and nodded.
Sang Yuan and You Wu Ming went to the incense, ready to go downstairs.
Suddenly stopped by Shaoling Han.
She looked at him suspiciously.
"I'm sorry for Sang Wangnv." Han Shaoling smiled on the face, but the tone was cold as a sword. "Fengtian Gaotai, except for the royal family, all those who set foot are sacrifices. The rules are so, the king's daughter is blamed."
"Are you talking about him?" She pointed to Youyou.
Youmei raised her eyebrows and looked back lazily.
"He's my fiancé, won't it?" Sang asked seriously.
Han Shaoling smiled wickedly, leaned forward, and whispered: "That is naturally... sin plus one grade."
He tilted his tall body back and said in a straight voice: "Sang Shizi, please take the queen girl off the platform first. The rules are the same, and I can't help."
The Baizhou sisters happily gathered up to do more business.
"Sang prince, I didn't just persuade you, how could I bring a lowly civilian to the Fengtian high platform? Oh, you don't listen, and you still scold me. I really treat my good intentions as donkey liver and lungs. Your sweetheart is going to lose your head!"
Another White Queen sighed with regret: "It may not necessarily be a bad thing? The Queen Sang now has the vow of Jinbei and alliance in Qinzhou. In these 18 states, there are hot people, who have Jinbei as the dowry, who I don’t care if you have been married a few times, right? Just a better one!"
Qin Wushuang's concept turned very fast. He heard the words and stood up in front of Sang far away, sneering at the two white queens: "Sang Wangnun's posture and temperament, even if you don't have Jinbei in Qinzhou, it's worth ten. The best men in Bazhou come to match. Will it be your turn to put your beak!"
Erbai: "..." Where did the sneering Qin Wushuang go earlier? Isn't it necessary to shoot such an ancestor horse fart?
"Don't you just complain about her just now!"
Qin Wushuang concealed his mouth in horror: "White Queen Girl, can't talk nonsense. At first sight, I talked to Sang Wangnui, and they were all talking about happy topics. It is clear that you will be wrong!"
Erbai: "..."
Sister Baizhou's head is really not easy to use.
The relationship between the royal family is the same as the state, or the old saying goes-there are no permanent friends and enemies, only permanent benefits.
Nowadays, there are Huangfu's tigers in the east of Qinzhou, and Jizhou in the south has fallen into the hands of the dead.
It can be said to be on all sides.
Qinzhou is anxious to win over a powerful partner to fight against the impending storm.
Even Jinbei sacrificed, showing how urgent the King of Qinzhou was.
At this time, since the ancestors guided Qinzhou and Sangzhou, Qin would naturally spare no effort to stand on the same line with Sangzhou. Even if Sang was far from Han Shaoling at the moment, Qin Wushuang would only laugh and praise the "Heaven Made Together".
Han Shaoling was anxious to commit murder, and impatiently listened to these women's wordy.
He took a step forward and smiled politely at the queen ladies: "The dinner is ready, please--"
Use the body to catch people.
The White King Girl was so determined that she wanted to watch a good show. She said: "You only manage your business, don't pay attention to me. Our Baizhou sacrifices are all raw sacrifices, and we have seen blood for a long time."
"Well," Han Shaolin turned to Sang Yuan, saying, "Wang Sang, the rules must not be abandoned."
Sang is far weak and helpless: "Do you have to kill my husband? If I were to die with him?"
You Wuming was ready to attack. Seeing this drama and acting, she couldn't help but nodded her forehead with her fingers and looked at her with a headache, looking helpless and spoiled.
Sang Bujin frowned and stood up: "Hanzhou King, is this your hospitality?"
Yun Xuzhou sighed: "Korean King, be forgiving and forgiving. Today everyone is happy, there is no need to be so ugly."
There is no harm in fighting here.
Han Shaoling said: "Sang Shizi, the regent, rules must not be abolished. Han definitely has no intention of neglecting his neighbors. Please leave Taiwan for the feast. After the final step of sacrifice, I will repay my guilt, wine, and punishment. !"
Han Shaoling slowly withdrew his sword, and sharply stared at Youyou.
This man, he doesn't look good. Regardless of whether this person and Sang are far from each other, today we must take the opportunity to remove.
Glancing at the light, he said to Sang Yuan, "Wang Mai, please let go."
"No-" Sang said far away, "I'm going to die with him! I will die if I jump from here, and I will never let you hurt him!"
You Wuming: "..." She was just afraid of drinking too much.
Thinking of the things she did when he drank too much last time, his heart beat faster and he didn't want to delay any more.
The White King Girl on the side smiled: "Sister Wang, don't you say that your husband is a man of heaven and can fly? Otherwise, you let him fly away with long wings to avoid killing him."
"Yes!" Sang looked at her with a smile, "Thank you for reminding me."
Han Shaoling suddenly remembered how she said to herself yesterday that she was funny and headache.
Until now, he still firmly believes that Sang is far from likely to fall in love with others. Everything she does is just because she is jealous-no blame Han Shaoling is self-important, from small to large, but all women of the right age, all for his soul Upside down, he has long been accustomed to knowing that the sky is thick.
Does the woman he fancy admits to others? ! The acacia flower on these two people, like a stinger, stuck in his heart and did not pull it out, he would be uneasy day and night.
Exactly, take this opportunity to let her see, what is the strength of Ling Yao Jing Qi Chong Tian!
Han Shaoling concentrated his energy, determined to kill the rook chicken with the strength of killing cattle, and captured Sang Yuan's mind in one fell swoop.
Jin Lingyun broke out and covered the sword like substance. The killer locks in, ready to start.
"Korean King," Sang far away suddenly smiled, said seriously, "We are here to be a guest, not to fight, you want to fight, next time you have the opportunity to fight hard enough. If you don't want to Leave me and husband for dinner, then we are gone."
"Fly away?" Han Shaolin smiled.
When speaking, I saw Sang far and gently walked to the edge of the platform.
Han Shaoling's face changed slightly: "Come down, there is danger."
She smiled sweetly, beckoning to Youyou desperately, and then spread her arms and jumped back, floating like a butterfly, from the high platform.
Han Shaoling was shocked and rushed to the edge of the platform.
Where can I catch it?
I saw that Sang Yuan's ice-blue gauze fluttered in the wind with Wufa. Although his figure was extremely light, he only stayed in the air for a moment and then fell straight down!
The people on the high platform all took a breath of breath and ran to the edge, looking at this stunning beauty who was falling fast.
She is still laughing, her body is like an ice-blue butterfly, falling, falling...cannot rescue at all!
Just as everyone's mind was blank, a strong wind suddenly flew over his head.
I saw a pair of flaming wings, which appeared extremely cool in the field of vision.
The wing of the fire fluttered twice in the wind, leaving a trail of flame, which immediately swept straight down like an arrow, and took that soft ice-blue body into his arms.
She grabbed his neck and smiled at him without eyes.
The flames rustled in the wind, and the lifeless figure was extremely sharp. By the wind, the fire wing was fanned twice, and then it swept up flatly.
"Brother, sister-in-law," Sang came in a clear voice with a smile, "Let's take a step first, see you big wedding-"
The pair of gorgeous flame wings blinded everyone's eyes, and in an air-sucking voice, the two of them flew straight across the Wangcheng by the wind, leaving only a bright flame mark in the air.
"True fly, fly, fly away..." The white king girl rolled her eyes and fainted in the sister's arms.
Short life has long been waiting outside the Wangcheng.
Seeing his owner resemble a large fluttering moth on fire, he flew out of the city wall, sniffing his nose for a short life, sniffing with his hoofs.
You Wuming took Sang far away, fell on the short-lived back, and skimmed towards the east.
Sang Yuan thought he was going to return to Youzhou. Unexpectedly, after a round of life, You Wu quietly sneaked into a brothel.
"There is still a good thing not done."
He smiled badly.