Empress of Longsha

Chapter 175

"Ouch, take it easy, Hall Master He." Fu Yu couldn't help crying, and pulled her injured hand outwards vigorously.

"You, what's going on with you? How did you get hurt like this?" He Junyan let go of Fu Yu's cry when he heard Fu Yu's cry, only to find that Fu Yu's two fingers were wrapped like two "purple potato rolls". I couldn't help laughing again, and asked, "Who bandaged you? It's so ugly."

"Small, little uncle." Fu Yu glanced at He Junyan who was trembling with laughter, and asked suspiciously: "Master He, is it so funny?"

"I just think it's strange! Usually the little guy bandages up things well, why did he bandage up so ugly for you?" He Junyan looked at Fu Yu with a smile on his face and asked.

"Why are you staring at me? How do I know? He deliberately wanted to anger me! Because I broke the cup and saucer." Fu Yu explained disapprovingly.

"Hey, I don't think it's that simple!" He Junyan laughed.

"What is that?" Fu Yu asked back.

"Okay, okay, let's go! The banquet is about to start, and you are still dawdling here!" He Junyan took Fu Yu's other hand, and rushed towards the courtyard gate.

"But, aren't those cups and saucers going to be placed on the banquet table?" Fu Yu still didn't understand, and continued to ask.

"Who told you to set those cups and saucers? The cups and saucers on the table have already been placed! You have been fooled again!" He Junyan looked at Fu Yu who was still in a daze, shook his head and said: "Really, why don't you come and ask me?"

"Me?" Hearing He Junyan's words, Fu Yu couldn't help being startled, and then sighed helplessly: Yajie and Chen Yun must have falsely passed on Master He's will again!
"Don't be downcast, today is a big day for Mount Qiqi!" He Junyan said while dragging Fu Yu along.

"But, I'm not interested in these at all!" Fu Yu retorted.

"If you're not interested, you should take a look! Learn more!" He Junyan said.

"Okay, okay. I'll go." Fu Yu caught up with He Junyan and muttered.

When He Junyan dragged Fu Yu to Xiaochang, the banquet had already begun.

At this time, Xiangheng was standing on the high platform in the middle of the roaring field, introducing all the guests. His voice was clear and magnetic, and he said in a melodious tone: "The one on the left is the Kunlun Kongling Immortal, and the one next to him is his chief grand master. Disciple Fuxu; the one on the right is Taoist Tairan of Penglai Mountain, and the girl next to him is Shuyao, the jewel in his palm; the second one on the left is Immortal Elder Gefu of Tianshan Mountain..."

Fu Yu sat behind He Junyan, looked at the field, and asked He Junyan inexplicably: "Master He, isn't it our own New Year's feast? Why are there outsiders here?"

He Junyan turned back and said: "This year, I made an exception and invited the principals of the other six fairy mountains to come, and there were none in previous years."

Fu Yu asked again: "Why is there an exception this year?"

He Junyan sighed and said: "I guess I have a premonition that something bad is going to happen! Although there are letters between the fairy mountains from time to time, they seldom see each other, not to mention the fact that they are gathered here on Mount Qi today."

Fu Yu stretched her neck to look at the high platform, but she still couldn't see clearly, she couldn't help complaining, "Hey, I think it's better for me to be closer to the high platform."

He Junyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You girl, you said you are not interested in this matter, but you are more anxious than me."

Fu Yu hurriedly said: "That's not what Hall Master He meant, I just want to see what these immortal and Taoist priests look like!"

(End of this chapter)