The Linghu Lake is full of lotus flowers.
In the pond, the lotus blossoms are blooming happily, the lotus leaves are green, and the elegant fragrance overflows from it, permeating the world.
The water mist is pervasive, but the sight is not blocked at all, because above the sky, there seems to be an extremely soft but bright light falling, intertwining and reflecting with the water in the lotus pond, overflowing with an extremely beautiful colorful halo. .
Standing here, a light sniff from the tip of the nose will make people feel refreshed.
"It is indeed a good place!"
The elegant demeanor spoke softly, admiring the Linghu and the lotus inside.
But then, following Ye Wuque’s gaze, he immediately saw a huge pavilion in the center of Linghu Lake. The pavilion was exquisite and old, standing in the Linghu Lake. There were many people in the pavilion. Familiar faces sit in it.
For example, Bai Youhuang, Zhenlan, Yun Huan, and even Sikong Picking the Sky and Yan Qingwu were there. These were the representatives of Tianjiao from the top ten empires.
In addition, there are many figures that exude a strong aura, and not surprisingly, they should be disciples of Heaven Splitting Dao.
However, in the work of that pavilion, there are five vague figures sitting impressively with their bodies exuding brilliant brilliance. A monstrous power and dignity overflows from the sky, surging up nine days and ten places, and suppressing everyone!
"Those five are the five young masters of Heaven Splitting Dao?"
The handsome minister looked at the same with clear eyes and said, but then he added: "It doesn't look very good. <>"
Ye Wuque smiled faintly, but immediately realized that there was no stone bridge or road to enter the pavilion above Linghu, as if he was about to fly past.
However, in the next instant, a figure exuding a powerful aura fell from the sky and landed in the lotus pond in Linghu. It was a tall and handsome man in black.
The black clothed condescendingly, overlooking Ye Wuque and the elegant courtiers, immediately said coldly: "Is Ye Wuque and elegant courtiers coming?"
The tone was very unfriendly, and the gaze looking at Ye Wuque's good-looking minister had an undisguised coldness and disdain, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Ye Wuque didn't say much about this, but raised the silver invitation card in his hand, and flew directly towards the black man.
However, in the next moment, the man in black sneered. He didn't even look at the silver invitation card floating in front of him. He directly let the invitation card fall into the lake of spirit.
Such a posture is already a rude!
This is clearly to show Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, and it is intentional!
"Since you are here, please go to the bridge, but this Huxin Pavilion is not qualified to enter. Since the two have the ability to come up with such a'brilliant record', this Lingqiao must be unable to stop them. Up!"
The black-clothed man sneered, and immediately made a move with his right hand. A spirit bridge appeared out of thin air on the Linghu Lake. It appeared at the feet of Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen while extending directly into the lake pavilion.
In an instant, Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen felt all the gazes cast from the Huxin Pavilion. Two of them carried a hint of worry. It was Sikong Jitian and Ji Yanran. Other than that, they were all a good show. Leng Ran's eyes!
Standing on a lotus flower with one foot, the black-clothed man once again looked at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, a malicious smile was slowly drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly: "If you cross the Lingqiao, you should log in to the Huxin Pavilion to join the party. <>If you can’t step on it, then please go back wherever you two come from!"
The voice of this sentence was extremely loud, spreading out tens of thousands of feet, and even directly reaching the ears of countless disciples of the Sky Splitting Dao who came to watch the excitement.
Ye Wuque stood side by side with the handsome minister by the Lingqiao, the two of them looked calm from beginning to end, unchanged.
Finally, the style minister faintly glanced at the black-clothed man, and immediately said to Ye Wuque, "Who is this chirpy guy?"
"Who knows? I don't know where it came from. I was dressed in black and I was really frustrated. There was a lot of nonsense here. I guess I was pretending to be forced, thinking I was handsome."
Ye Wuque smiled in response to the handsome minister, and immediately looked at the man in black and said: "Hey, who are you? Also, if there is a good road, you don't stand, but you have to stand on a lotus, for fear that others will not know you. Can you fly? Is it possible that you are pretending to be force? I'm sorry, I didn't see it, but if you are really pretending to be force, how do you look like a fool?"
Ye Wuque sang and made peace with the handsome officials, and the words that he said suddenly made countless disciples of the Heaven Splitting Dao laugh out loud, but they were immediately held back, because they all saw the black-clothed man's eyes that seemed to be murderous and glanced over!
The black-clothed man's face is as dark as the bottom of a pot at the moment. He is one of the three elites of Young Master Qinlong. He has a respected position. He is ordered to give Ye Wuque and the elegant minister a good start. But when can he be laughed at? Ever?
The gazes that looked at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen now turned evil, and he opened his mouth and said, "You two give me..."
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But before the man in black had finished speaking, the style minister interrupted directly: "Noisy! Go and play!"
At the same time, the handsome minister directly waved his sleeves, and the black man's complexion changed suddenly, as if he was hit by a violent storm, he was directly lifted out!
However, it was useless to control the figure of the black-clothed man desperately. In the end, he fell directly into the Linghu Lake with an ordinary sound, and became a chicken, embarrassed!
"It's quiet now..."
Ye Wuque laughed, and then without any hesitation, he stepped out directly and stepped on the spiritual bridge!
boom!
In an instant, the entire Lingqiao suddenly rose!
As if the world changed drastically in an instant, it was no longer Linghu and Huxin Pavilion that appeared in front of Ye Wuque's eyes, but came to an inexplicable place, which was deserted and dead, as if plunged into eternity!
"Illusion?"
Ye Wuque looked at the surrounding environment with interest, and immediately knew that this spirit bridge was not simple, and actually pulled him into the illusion. <>
Immediately after Ye Wuque's eyes once again, he turned into a soft pavilion with exquisite and beautiful decoration, and he was lying on a bed!
The scent of a woman came to her nose, Yingying Yanyan’s daughter sounded in her ears, and she saw countless beauties of heaven and country leaping towards her, countless vermilion lips gently brushing Ye Wuque’s face, thousands of lotus root arms soft as boneless, Breathless, staged endless temptation, beautiful beauty!
Really enjoy all the gentleness!
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