: 739, who is this face?

739, who is this face? However, before the evening, Mingwuyan received a fragrant invitation from Van Gogh, which said that the emperor and his sister were invited to participate today. Evening dinner.
The font on the invitation letter is elegant and elegant, and it is estimated that it was written by Vanshin, and the light fog was taken aside, and the invitation was thrown to the ground.
Anything that was fixed in front of everyone before the Ming Dynasty, and what kind of invitation is necessary to send more.
Xue Yihan smiled and directly burned the invitation letter on the ground with a sparking star. Then he touched the head of the Chaos baby and said softly: "The woman is showing good to Fusang, and you follow me at night."
The bright fog nodded, then the boring squatting on the table, she had a hunch, this Vatican will definitely do something tonight.
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On the other hand, after the Fanyin Gate had to host a dinner to entertain the Elf Emperor and the people on the list of the Eight Immortals, the entire Fanmen was boiling.
There are quite a few other people in Xianmen who took the initiative to report to Van Gogh and asked for help.
Fan Xianer kissed some people and set about preparing for the evening dinner.
She is a very arranger, and the people who come to the kitchen of the Vatican have negotiated for a while, and the dishes for the dinner are set.
Then I called the person who was responsible for the layout of the Van Gogh Gate to arrange it according to her wishes. Then I called my dozens of disciples to rehearse the dance music and music at night, and I was very busy.
There are many people in the usual days of the Sanskrit Gate. They often don't see people, but today everyone seems to be mobilized by Van Gogh, and the entire Fanmen is very lively.
For this lively, Mingwuyan was very disapproving. A person took a book and watched the book quietly in the Redfei Garden. Xue Yihan left the Vatican after she had lunch with her, saying that she was going to pick it up. Fusang squatting and supporting.
Mingwuyan thinks that time is still early, and he went alone to the waterfall.
I thought that there would be a lot of people on the round table at that time. I know that it is very quiet. I usually have a round table that is dancing during the day. It is empty. When she looks at the hour, she simply jumps on the round table and continues to dance the fairy dance. .
I don't know if there are too many jumps today. Mingwuyan found that dancing in the afternoon is obviously different from jumping in the morning. Before she jumped over the spirit, her body felt very light, but now she feels there is a The powerful of gasification made a mysterious force, bound her hands and feet, making her limbs difficult to stretch. Every step is difficult, but the spirit of God that enters my body is more intense. It is.
She didn't understand why this was, and wanted to stop, but found that she couldn't control her hands and feet.
In the morning, there was a beautiful dance. Now, it’s just a bit horrible.
She adjusted her posture and continued to jump. Because she jumped hard, her thoughts and attention shifted to her own fairy dance...
I don't know how long it took, a beautiful female voice came out under the round table. "You jump so hard, it's better to take a break!"
The eyes of Mingwu looked down and saw that when the person who discovered the sound was actually the orchid, she was shocked and opened her mouth, but she did not make a sound.
Youlan came to the Vatican? And also easily recognized yourself?
Is it really recognized? Still just a temptation?
Thinking of this, she pretended not to see, continue to dance her own fairy dance, and then, she also wants to dance this fairy dance.
Youlan sees Xiaoyan and ignores herself. She sees her still dancing. She wonders if she disturbs her, so she stands by and waits for her quietly. When she jumps, she goes up to talk to her. .
At this moment, the second brother Nangong 玖 came over far away. When he saw the snowy face dancing on the round table and his body was stiff and dancing, he was puzzled, thinking, and still beautiful in the morning. Dancing, what is this going to do now? Want to attract attention?
"She looks like this now, it really should let other people see, obviously ugly home, not as beautiful as Van Gogh." He snorted and turned and walked away.
The orchid standing in the corner frowned, and a little finger, a group of light smoke formed an obstacle, and the unprotected Nangong won a dog to eat.
"Who counts me?" Nangong turned his head and snorted.
In the Vatican, no one dared to count on him, so he did not guard, his eyes swept a circle, and then locked in the corner of the unremarkable Orchid.
"What kind of person are you? Just you?"
Youlan smiled and shook his head immediately. "This brother, you got it wrong! I am a freshman who just came, but I want to go to Brahma Gate. However, because there is no head in Brahma Gate, I will come to other palms first. Door, trouble leads the way."
Nangong 玖 frowning, "Newborn? I have never heard of Brahman Gate at this time there will be a new arrival."
Youlan smiled and introduced himself generously. "In the next meditation, the lord of the lord of the lord of the glory, it should have come to Brahma Gate a few years ago. It was delayed because of the delay."
Nangong was awkward and his expression changed slightly. He did not think that this woman actually came from the meditation domain, and it was still the daughter of the lord.
He lowered his face and said, "You come with me. Several of the heads are now in the Sanskrit."

Thank you!
Youlan looked up and looked at Xiaoyan on the round table, and then walked away with Nangong.
Mingwuyan is of course to see Youlan's work on Nangong, and she is also very surprised that Orchid will do this.
I don't know what this orchid is going to do with the Fanmen. Is it really difficult to learn?
As she thought about it, she continued to dance her own fairy dance. Suddenly, she felt that her hands and feet seemed to be infused with mysterious power. The spiritual power of the body and the gas of God actually spread out, forming a human form of light and shadow. When she came back, she felt a beautiful phantom on her fingers...
When the phantom appeared, she felt that her body became light again. With her rotation, the bright fog had the feeling of turning silkworm into a butterfly. The beautiful phantom was separated from herself and became a single. The phantom of dancing.
She looked at the scene with astonishment, and stopped to stop. However, the phantom was still dancing. The aura and the spirit of the gods were absorbed by themselves more than before, until the whole song danced. At the end, the phantom disappeared and everything was calm.
The bright fog moved his fingers and found that his spiritual power was invisibly rising. It was that Xian Xianju had already entered the state of invisibility from the state of Lingyin, and she could not help but smile.
It seems that this fairy dance is really a special cultivation method, and it should be like the cultivation of the gods, there is Jinjin, I do not know, what state she is now practicing.
After thinking about it, she decided to find a time to ask the Master of the Sanskrit.
She jumped off the round table and happily returned to Redfei Park, and Meimei took a nap.
When she slept, she was awakened by Xue Yihan.
She opened her eyes and looked at a strange face in front of her eyes. She had a moment of dumbness.
The familiar atmosphere made Ming Yuyan's hand reach out and touch his face. "Who is this face?"
Xue Yihan smiled and stroked his face and restored his appearance. "The nine dark days of the dark domain Wang Han Han Yi."
Mingwu Yan looked at him with a puzzled look. "I don't understand, is there such a person?"
Dark domain king? She has only heard of the meditation domain!
Xue Yihan smiled and touched her head. "You will understand it later. It is not early in the sky, and there is no sleep. The monks and the supporters have arrived."
"Yeah." Mingwuyan immediately climbed up and began to dress up, what the darkness of the nine days, what chills also let her throw behind.
Anyway, what makes Xue Yihan become, it is just snow.
Xue Yihan smiled and shook his head. This girl is really not interested in the dark domain!
About the martial arts of a cup of tea, Ming Mist Yan wears finishing, beautiful and beautiful holding the arm of Xue Yihan.
"You can go!"
After the words, she felt that it was not right, and she put down her hand and kept a little distance from Xue Yihan.
Xue Yihan looked at the behavior of such a cute chaotic baby just smiled, and she kept a little distance to the place where the dinner was held today.
At the place where the dinner was held, Mingwuyan quietly spit out the tongue. This vanity fairy was still quite a place to choose. He actually moved the dinner to the outdoor Yinyin Lake, and made a beautiful place on the lake. On the stage, the guests are divided into two sides, the momentum is very large, and the scene is very gorgeous.
When they arrived, most of the guests had already sat down, and the arrangement of the guests made the Mingwuyan somewhat incomprehensible.
All the male guests are arranged on one side, and the female guests are on the other side. The life is separated from the snow and the cold.
Mingwuyan had no time to have an opinion. A little guy ran towards her, and when she jumped, she hugged her.
"I want to help you!" Niange sister! Supporting the secret, he added four words to his heart.
He said, I can't call the name of my mother and sister here. I can only call my aunt, but my aunt is really unpleasant. He doesn't want to call at all.
Mingwuyan saw a lot of support, and she smiled and closed her mouth. She touched his head and said with pleasure: "I want to help. I haven't seen it for a while, and I have grown up." Now, when I grow up, I am a handsome little guy."
Fu Li took her hand and said seriously: "Let's sit together! Go to my side and sit there. I have a lot to say to you!"
The Fusang monk stood up and nodded to the bright fog and smiled. "Shantou, you will help me to help you tonight, let him sit with you."
Mingwuyan nodded immediately. "No problem."
The snow that has been left out of the cold touches the head of the chaotic baby, and then sits next to the Fusang scorpion. The position is opposite to the chaotic baby. The line of sight is good, and the small movement of the chaotic baby can also be seen.
Mingwu Yan sat back to his position, only then found that there are several positions around him that are empty, it seems that some people have not come.
Just when she gave the tea to the support, someone came, and the fog was so depressed that Nielanduo actually sat next to her, and then, the lyre and the orchid appeared, and the lyre was sitting opposite. Youlan sat next to Neillando.