Yi Dingjia also interacted with the woman beside him. He only looked at him for a long time, but held his slender hands and looked at his palms. He whispered a few words from time to time, which made the woman laugh continuously.

The golden tent was filled with joyful air, and laughter was heard to the sky outside the tent.

The elder of the Demon Cult on the main seat saw everything below and nodded slightly to the blue woman Anarli, as if she was a kind of affirmation of her arrangement.

The elder whispered a few words to Anarli. Anarli nodded respectfully, turned around and patted her hands.

The clapping sound was very crisp, and everyone suddenly calmed down when they heard the sound, and looked at them at the same time.

Anarli swept everyone and said, "You are all famous sword immortals in the Central Plains and great powers. The banquet is so happy at this time. Is anyone willing to come up to help you with the fun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dalizun Buddha Ma Shu stood up, shook his mountain-like body, walked to the center of the tent, clasped his fists and bowed his hand, but did not say much, but took a breath suddenly, then shouted loudly, shaking the low table and the bowls jumped around.

Yi Dingjia only felt that the ear drum was about to be broken, so he hurriedly blocked his ears.

The dancers were so scared that they screamed in shock, and they all fell from place to place, and some of them actually took the opportunity to fall into the arms of the guests.

Dalizun Buddha and Ma Shu saw it, and was very proud. Then he raised his legs as thick as an elephant, stomped his feet hard, and the whole tent immediately shook.

The elder of the Demon Cult almost fell from his seat, but fortunately, the woman in red, Reyraze helped her.

Seeing the situation, Anarli hurriedly shouted: "Stop, stop, stop, stop, my Great Power Buddha, you are powerful enough, you are powerful enough, please go back to your seat."

Dalizun Buddha and Ma Shucai seemed to be unfulfilled. He stood there and hesitated for a moment, but he still did not dare to go against the owner's wishes. He bowed and shook his body and walked back.

As soon as Dalizun Buddha was seated, Qin Gang, the leader of the Shenlong Sect, stood up and snorted coldly at Dalizun Buddha, as if he never looked down upon others.

Qin Gang came to the center of the tent, bowed to the seat, then spread his hands and stretched forward, and saw a flash of light, and a two-meter-long staff appeared in his hands, which was pure gold, with a golden dragon wrapped around it.

When the dancers saw it, they clapped and applauded.

Qin Gang looked around with a disdainful expression, weighed the staff in his hand, held both hands, stood up straight, pulled the lunge, and danced.

The weapon of this length almost touched the roof of the tent. Anarli hurriedly stopped again, and had a headache. She kept shaking her head and said, "You guys are so capable, and this tent is too small. You should wait until you have the chance to perform later." As she said that, she waved her hand and signaled Qin Gang to give up.

Qin Gang seemed very reluctant, stood there and gently shook the staff in his hand twice, glanced at the elder sitting at the seat, and finally waved his hand, put it away, and walked back to his seat with a little anger.

Everyone in the tent suddenly stopped talking, and Yi Dingjia picked up the bamboo pole from behind, stood up, and seemed to be about to go forward to perform.

When Anarli saw this, she raised her hand to stop and said, "Oh, my God, why do you all like long ones, but there are no short ones?"

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he shook the bamboo pole in his hand, thought for a while, and sat back.

Seeing everyone sitting back and returning to the seat, the elder glanced at everyone, whispered to Anarli, and then walked out from the small door behind him with the help of Reyraze, a woman in red.

Only Anarli was left at the seat. She looked at everyone and smiled, "Dear guests, the elder is tired today, so the banquet will end here." As she said that, she paused, glanced at the very unhappy Dalizun Buddha Ma Shucai, and smiled mysteriously, "As for the cute girls, please send our honorary guests back to the account to rest." After saying that, she blinked and stood up with a smile.

When Dalizun Buddha, Ma Shucai, the leader of the Shenlong Sect, and others understood it. He immediately smiled happily, no longer cared about anything else, and each hugged the girl and walked out of the account.

Feng Shuzhu looked up at Yi Dingjia, but saw that he had no choice but to care about anything else. He pinched the hand of the dancer beside him, lowered his head and whispered, and walked out with everyone.

Under the guidance of the dancer, Feng Shuzhu walked out of the golden tent and walked backwards. Four or five tents passed in the middle before walking to a white tent.

The dancer smiled with a smile on his lips, raised his hand and raised the door curtain to show it with his eyes.

Feng Shuzhu lowered his head and walked in. He saw that except for the interior space not as big as a golden tent, the layout was roughly similar. There were thick felt pads on the ground, and there were short tables on them. There were dried fruit wine utensils on the short tables. Then there were furry animal skins on the felt pads, and clean bedding was neatly stacked on them.

Feng Shuzhu stood at the door of the tent and did not continue walking inside, but just looked at all this quietly.

The afterglow of the sunset shot in from outside the door behind him, a stretched shadow appeared on the ground, and then a woman appeared. Then a light sound came, the curtain was lowered, the light was blocked outside, and the figures on the ground inside the tent were merged into one.

The dancer looked at Feng Shuzhu, walked forward, raised her hands from behind, and wanted to help her unzip her clothes. Feng Shuzhu moved slightly and avoided her stretched hand.

The dancer looked surprised, with his big and bright eyes looking at Feng Shuzhu up and down, thinking for a while, smiling slightly, turned around and walked towards the low table, lit the candle, picked up the gold pot, poured two full cups, and then walked back with a smile, stretched out his hand and gently twisted Feng Shuzhu's sleeves, pulling him to the low table.

With her bright eyes, she looked Feng Shuzhu up and down, raised her hand and handed the exquisite golden wine glass to Feng Shuzhu's hand, picked up the wine glass, her eyebrows and eyes were filled with affection, and she signaled to drink a cup together.

Feng Shuzhu turned the golden cup in her hand, smiled, picked it up and touched the dancer gently, raised her head and drank it in.

When Feng Shuzhu put down the wine glass and looked over, she suddenly realized that under the ambiguous candlelight, the dancer had been sitting on the soft animal skin at some point, with her jade body standing horizontally, holding the wine glass with one hand and fragrant cheek with the other, lifting a long and white legs, revealing her slender ankles, and her bright eyes lifted up, and looked over affectionately. She didn't say anything, and didn't say a word, but her every move, every breath, turned into a ecstasy soft and ecstasy, and she became a trap full of temptation, but any man would know the danger and irresistible.

The sweet fragrance emitted from her body filled the entire tent.

Feng Shuzhu was also a man. He put down his wine glass casually, walked over with a smile, leaned his body against the dancer, and put his mouth close to her forehead.

The dancer closed her eyes knowingly and gently opened her delicate and plump lips slightly. Her breath seemed a little nervous, gradually becoming rapid. She was longing and waiting.

Feng Shuzhu opened her eyes and looked at her beautiful face carefully for a while at a distance of more than a century. She quietly stretched out her two fingers and gently pointed it in front of her chest. The woman immediately fell asleep.

Feng Shuzhu retracted her body and wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered something again. She turned around again, glanced at the dancer, raised her hand and gently flicked her clothes, untied her clothes, turned around and blew out the candles on the table.

Feng Shuzhu stood quietly at the door of the tent for a while, listened quietly to the movement outside for a while, then opened a corner of the curtain, moved his body and flashed outside the tent.

At this time, the cold moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight spreads throughout the garden, and every scene and object is clearly visible and vivid in my mind.

There was a noise not far away. The patrol guards gathered together at this moment, lit a bonfire, hung an iron pot, and cooked fragrant food. Several people sat together, drinking wine in a striking manner.

Feng Shuzhu observed for a while, nodded slightly, and ignored it. Instead, he shook his body and came outside a tent not far away. He held his breath and concentrated, and only heard a woman's laughter from inside, which made him feel numb. Then the man's laughter was very loud, making people's ears buzz.

Feng Shuzhu lifted a corner of the curtain and looked inside. He saw that the layout inside was exactly the same as the tent assigned to him, except that the wick on the short table was picked very short, the lights in the tent were a little dim and the atmosphere was hazy.

On the soft animal skin, there were two people sitting, one of them was Dalizun Buddha Ma Shucai, with a pile of fat all over his body piled up behind the short table, holding a charming and exotic woman in his arms. He was one of the dancing girls, and they were teasing and drinking.

Feng Shuzhu looked at it twice, feeling bored, and was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly saw the dancer holding the palm behind the Dali Guan Shen shook out of thin air. Then a strange object appeared in the palm of his palm, half the size of a palm, with a black light, with a snake and a horn, a dragon and a legless one.

I saw the monster moving in the woman's palm, her mouth was raised, and she swallowed and spit several times. It seemed that Dalizun Buddha and Ma Shu had lost consciousness in an instant and lay down on the ground.

Feng Shuzhu was shocked. He thought he had been killed, but he didn't know that thunder snores would come soon.

The dancer glanced at the door, gently supported the Dalizun Buddha Ma Shucai to lay down completely. After observing for a while, he nodded, waved his hand, hid the monster, then looked around, stood up gently, walked to Ma Shucai's carry-on package, and did not forget to look back, then opened it carefully, and looked through the things inside one by one. Finally, he seemed a little disappointed. He curled his lips, tied the package, and carefully put it back as it was. He followed him back to Ma Shucai's side, thought for a while, and then raised his hand to deliberately make his clothes messy, lie in his arms, pretending to fall asleep.

After watching all this, Feng Shuzhu put down the corner of the curtain and lowered her head to ponder for a moment. It was obvious that the dancer was not looking for money, but looking for something. She waited quietly outside for a while, and then she saw that there was no movement inside, so she moved away.
Chapter completed!