Chapter Eighty-Three: Moang
Moang, you don't care!
This voice, mixed with Ao Xin's mana, echoed throughout the mountain, and everyone on the mountain who attended the banquet heard it clearly, and everyone closed their mouths and looked down the mountain.
"Hahaha, what's the matter, in our Dragon Palace, who else dares to bully the four princesses of the East China Sea?"
Suddenly, a burst of laughter came out, it was a hearty and very hearty voice, and just listening to it made people can't help but have a good impression of the owner of this voice.
There was a 'whoosh' sound of breaking the wind, and then a dark shadow fell in front of everyone.
It was a young man wearing a dark shirt, his face was a little dark, but he looked strong and capable, his eyes were bright, and he had a convincing temperament all over his body, which made people can't help but have a good impression of him.
"The last will see the eldest prince!" said the shrimp general respectfully.
"See the eldest prince!" the shrimp soldiers also saluted neatly.
"Excuse me. ”
The eldest prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace stood with his hands in his hands, quite a kingly demeanor, and said to a group of shrimp soldiers.
"Moang, Sister Wansheng's colt was stopped by your good brother and was not allowed to go up the mountain, why don't you say that the pony is not our dragon clan, you don't care about this matter?" Ao Xin said angrily.
"Hmm, third brother, what's going on?" Mo Ang looked at the little white dragon and asked lightly.
"Big brother, I'm also afraid of mixing in some people who are not dragons and some wild dragons with impure blood. "The little white dragon is still a little in awe of his brother, and he is a little lacking in confidence.
"Okay, okay, it's all a family, go up quickly, the fourth princess, everyone in Bibotan, the third brother is not sensible, I apologize to you on his behalf, and I hope you don't care, let's go, let's go up." Mo Ang invited very sincerely, and didn't pay much attention to the little white dragon's explanation.
This great prince of the West Sea is really extraordinary!
Mo Chen looked at Mo Ang, and sighed secretly in his heart, no wonder the Dragon King of the West Sea has always been more interested in the eldest prince, just because of this treat, he threw off the little white dragon a few streets, and in the face of the dirty Bibo Pond, he was also so polite, and it was rare to have such a heart.
Unexpectedly, Mo Ang was also looking at Mo Chen, he had already heard of the horse of Bi Botan, let the nine-headed insect return with its feathers, snatched his brother's sweetheart, and also taught the black shrimp general in the Dragon Palace, when he saw it today, it was really extraordinary, just his brother was embarrassed He didn't get angry, it didn't matter, his breath was obscure, he couldn't see the depth at all, remembering that his brother and the black shrimp general said in unison that it was a scattered immortal cultivation, he couldn't help but secretly shook his head, this is obviously a very profound practice, and he restrained his breath.
As for the third brother's careful thoughts, he couldn't see it there, but this banquet was organized by their West Sea Dragon Palace, and others were unhappy, and it was their West Sea Dragon Palace who lost it.
Besides, his opinion on Bibotan has always been to be friendly, not to occupy, after all, there are so many demons and monsters in the West Sea, and the West Sea Dragon Palace is too busy to take care of itself, how can he still offend his fellow clan?
"Big brother!" the little white dragon shouted.
"Shut up!" Mo Ang frowned, glared at him solemnly, and then said, "You go up to entertain the friends who came first, and the fourth princess and I will go up later." ”
Being glared at by Mo Ang like this, the little white dragon immediately softened, he glanced at Ao Qian, and swept Mo Chen with resentment, before he reluctantly flew to the mountain, which was disciplined by Mo Ang since he was a child, if he didn't listen again, Mo Ang would definitely clean him up.
"Okay, four princesses, a few people from Bibotan, let's go up. Moang invited again with a smile.
"I knew that as soon as you came out, you would be able to cure the third child of your family. Ao Xinmei smiled with a smug smile in her eyes.
Mo Ang shook his head lightly and said, "The third brother is extremely talented, but everyone spoils him too much, and he is still a child's temper." ”
Princess Wansheng and the eldest brother gestured to Mo Chen with their eyes, Mo Chen nodded slightly, and then said to Mo Ang: "Since the eldest prince is warmly invited, I will be disrespectful." ”
Mo Chen and the others followed Moang to the top of the mountain, where there was a very large open space, and there were stone cases on both sides, all of which were delicacies, fairy wine and spirit fruits, and in the middle of the field, there were a group of beautiful and bewitching girls dancing there, not to mention, the dancing was not bad.
When Mo Chen was watching his sister dance, he suddenly felt a movement in his waist, and a small white hand was pinching him, but his physical body was difficult to hurt, and the little hand was moving.
Mo Chen looked at the owner of the little hand with his eyes, and when the princess of all saints saw that she had been discovered, she stopped her busy hand, stared at Mo Chen viciously with a pair of beautiful eyes and asked, "Am I good-looking, or are they good-looking?"
How this answer will be wrong, Mo Chen gently hugged the waist of the Princess of All Saints, hugged her in his arms, put his mouth against her delicate ears, and said emotionally: "You are good-looking, you are good-looking, how can there be a better person in this world than my family Qian'er." ”
Being so intimate in front of so many people, Princess Wansheng's ears turned red, and she forgot what she wanted to blame Mo Chen.
Mo Ang laughed and said, "The love between the horse and the princess is really envious of others." ”
This made the Princess of All Saints even more shy, and her beautiful little head was almost buried in her clothes.
Ao Xinqiao also had a smile on her face, but she stepped forward and tore Ao Qian away, and quipped: "Let's go, let's go, let's go with my sister, if you stay together, my sister's eyes will almost be unbearable." ”
It's Ao Rui's dog food, you can feed it casually, I have long been used to it.
"Well, what is this?" Mo Chen asked with some puzzlement, he had never participated in the banquet of the Water Tribe, so he didn't know what the situation was.
"Their girls have their own things to say, so let's not be greedy. Ao Rui explained.
This will Mo Chen looked around, and saw that the two rows of stone cases were really sitting on one side of the man and the woman on the other, some sitting there eating and drinking, and some gathering together to chat.
Several people walked separately, Mo Chen and Ao Rui found a stone case with no one and sat down, while Mo Ang was the organizer and couldn't be idle at all, so he was surrounded by a group of people and left.
didn't sit there for a while, Ao Rui also got up and went over to talk to a group of friends he knew, leaving Mo Chen alone to drink.
The wine in the Dragon Palace is not ordinary, although it is not as good as the immortal brew in the Heavenly Palace, but the taste is strong and has a different flavor, when Mo Chen was pouring himself a drink to enjoy the singing and dancing on the field, a black hand suddenly burst out from Mo Chen's side and took the wine jug on his table.
Mo Chen turned around and saw that it was the sloppy old Taoist priest he met at the city gate, and he was sitting beside him at some point, holding Mo Chen's wine jug and drinking to his mouth, when he saw Mo Chen looking over, the old Taoist priest smiled and said: "The old Taoist priest is greedy for a cup, and after drinking the wine on his table, he took yours, don't be surprised young man?"