Chapter 452: Ten apprentices

Lu Mingshu did not speak, leaning his eyes a little bit.
When Yuan Zhen was about to shrink his neck, he said: "I will talk about..."
Lu Mingshu took the cup and gave her four words: "Let's talk, see more."
"Oh……"
The war in the past few days not only scared the passers-by who watched the battle, but also scared the Yuanxiao. The two out-of-the-world battles took place under her eyes, and Lu Mingshu later took her out of the ruins. Not hurt, but scared.
Yuan Zhen grew up around Yuan Sha, and his eyes were not narrow. However, no matter how great the elders are, the more they are. Before I heard about the goddess, she was still in her heart, and Lu Shijie looked so fierce! After seeing that battle, she realized why this looking at the delicate Lu Shijie would have such a fierce name, and it would be a bit more sloppy to Lu Mingshu.
The person sat down, the music started, and the banquet was opened. The factions used this opportunity to pull the relationship, blowing the cowhide, laughing and laughing everywhere, and staggering.
The table of Duojiu Yao Palace was cold and clear.
Lu Mingshu did not squint and slowly ate the wine.
She didn't talk, and Lantern didn't dare to talk.
At this time, someone came up with a dish: "Lu girl, this is the dish my family gave you."
Lu Mingshu took back his sight and found that the person who came was Xie Changhui.
She raised her eyebrows: "Thanks to the law, the little things of serving the dishes, do you need to do it?"
Xie Changhui sneered: "Is it necessary to divide people? Is the son's command, small is also a big event!"
Lu Mingshu couldn't help but smile: "It's no wonder that your son can't leave you." Reaching for a glass of wine, "If you are here, sit down and have a drink."
Xie Changhui was flattered. With the long time around Xie Lianzhen, Lu Mingshu, what kind of temper, can he not know? It is not easy for her to say this sentence. Those sects of the sects may not have this face.
So he sat down and sneaked a few cups.
When he went back, Xie Lianxi squinted at him.
Xie Changhui was seen by his creeps and cautiously asked: "Where is the son, what is wrong with him?"
"Oh," said Xie Lian, who smiled and smiled. "Is the wine so delicious?"
Xie Changhui was a glimpse. Look at Lu Mingshu, who is a little far away, and look at his own son. He is very thoughtful and wants to slap himself. Ming knows what kind of virtue is his son, and he actually drinks Lu’s wine? But he did not think before, this thing will make the son of vinegar up!
"The son..."
Xie Lian gave two laughs and didn't give him the opportunity to explain: "Look at the show!"
As soon as the program of the hot seat passed, the fireworks in the center of the stage suddenly rose. The fireworks exploded together and formed the words "Longevity and No Borders" in the air.
At the same time that the fireworks fell, it turned into ten figures and flew to the main platform.
"Yeah!" Yuan Zhen screamed, "Sister, look!"
However, these ten people have men and women, and their appearances are different, all wearing the costumes of Tianhai Pavilion.
"Sister, who is this?"
Lu Mingshu said: "It should be the juniors of the islands."
The so-called junior, that is for Mr. Hai. These ten people are all trained in the realm of the gods, and the age is not too small. At least the costumes are also the elders. Especially for the first person, the clothing is special, as she expected, it should be the head of Tianhai Pavilion.
Sure enough, the ten people fell on the main platform, and the head of the person sang: "Cheng Lang led his brother and sister, and asked Haishu’s uncle to live."
When his voice fell, other people also said at the same time: "...He asked Haishu's uncle to live high."
Then the disciples of the lower generation leaned down and bowed down: "...He Taishi's uncle is a long-lived."
The sound is loud, and it is passed back on the sea. It should be with the sound of the tide, and it is amazing and full of style.
At this point, can the guests not have fun? They got up: "He asked Mr. Hai for a long life."
Mr. Qhai, the main seat, laughed and raised his hand in the door: "But little birthday, you are too grand."
Cheng Lang is a long-faced middle-aged man who has left a beautiful look and looks so good and looks great.
The two said a few words and re-entered.
Then the juniors took turns to send their birthday gifts.
Mr. Hai’s generation in Tianhai Pavilion is very high. Among his peers, there are only a few ancestors left. Even the next generation has withdrawn from the front line. Most of them only have a name. In the four generations, there are hundreds of people in the Lingji Island.
When you sing, I will debut, and I will rush to pick up the carefully selected gifts.
So, the sea bridge was amazed again and again. Those treasures, some small disciples have not even seen it.
Yuan Zhen was envious of it: "Tianhai Pavilion is really lavish." In comparison, the last birthday of Taishizu, the birthday gift received was shabby.
I really don’t go out, I don’t know how small the Jiu Yao Palace is.
Lu Mingshu did not take it seriously. These things are not fake, but there are few pieces that are really used.
After the birthday of the disciples of the spiritual islands was delivered, several disciples came to the water and landed on the main platform.
When the audience stunned, Yuan Zhen heard the person next to him shouting: "The top ten disciples, this is the top ten disciples of Tianhai Pavilion? The middle one is Fangzhen, the left is Du Furong, and the other side is Huamanxi. There is Mo Qingzhen..."
Except for Converse, it was all right.
Lu Mingshu flashed his eyes and looked at the nine people.
There are ten major island leaders in front, and there are ten disciples in the back. Today, this birthday banquet is very well arranged.
Cheng Zhangmen looked at them with a smile: "You are all united, are you not preparing any special gifts?"
Fangzhen stepped forward and smiled: "If you don't take the hesitation, Huashidi has an idea. We feel so good. Simply ask for a gift to the Taishi Uncle's birthday, just save a sum of money and let the guests see it. lively."
The top ten disciples ranked second, and he was completely different from Converse. The appearance is not picking out, the speech is slow, and at first glance, it is far worse than the style of Converse, but when he speaks, there is a unique slow-paced taste, which makes people feel very comfortable.
When he said that he saved a sum of money, everyone laughed and the atmosphere became more joyful.
Mr. Hai is also full of laughter: "Oh? What?"
Fang Zhen smiled and sinned, straight up, patted the palm of the hand in the direction of the stage.
At the moment, five large water polo are slowly raised around the sea on the stage.
Someone exclaimed: "Five dragons play beads?"
However, he was glanced at him: "It’s just a matter of seeing it. It’s just borrowing the style of the five dragons and playing with pearls. It’s not difficult.

The man fixed his eyes. Sure enough, there is no accompanying technique, just five rolling big water polo.
But soon, their faces were hit.
The five water polo slowly rose to the air, suddenly swayed, slammed open, and the fluctuations of the technique spread.
The water polo is transformed into a stream of water, staggered, and weaving a complex pattern over the stage.
The figure of the water flow is formed and slams into the next hood to form an enchantment. In the enchantment, the stage disappeared, replaced by an illusory maze.
The sea bridge was turbulent, and some people shouted: "Five Dragons Xuan Shui! It is the Wulong Xuan Shui!"