In the middle area of ​​Xingqing Three Islands, a huge banquet hall made of snow-white marble was brightly lit at this time. On the transparent glass dome, you can see the endless blooming fireworks in the night sky, reflected by the stars and the bright moon. The long dining table was covered with the best white velvet cloth, with rich food, wine and drinks arranged in an orderly manner. The laughter of the guests was dotted. The cheerful laughter of the men and the delicate chants of the female guests gathered together, creating a strong atmosphere of joy, as if the bloodshed incident in the previous week had not happened at all, and the great cleaning had never happened at all. The whole world was still a harmonious world.

When the beautiful waitress opened the red curtain for Feng Qinglang, this warm atmosphere suddenly came to her face. On the shiny white stone floor, there were shining faces, but the banquet hall had only one of the brightest center points, which was the location of Nan Xinghun and the pagan messenger Noor. They were surrounded by the crowd. Every word of their words would become the center of Xingqing's discussion for a while in the future. Every dish they tasted would become a fashion essential dish in the future banquet.

Feng Qingliang's arrival immediately became the new center point, as if the shining gold and silver on the nearby dining table were all eclipsed. He was the only existence that shone brightly, with huge cheers, just like the climax of the first fireworks ejected from the night sky, thundering.

Feng Qinglang nodded at everyone around with a smile, and strode towards Nanxinghun and Nuoer. First, he smiled with Nanxinghun. Nanxinghun raised his chin slightly. Although he was laughing, the meaning was the most obvious. Because you brought many women back, I didn't see you at the first time. Feng Qinglang understood the meaning of the angle of the chin raised, but it was not convenient to comfort Nanxinghun for the time being. He laughed loudly at Nuoer: "Mr. Nuoer Yilin, please forgive me for being late. I can only promise not to leave early, and express my deep apology with the most earnest attentiveness."

Nuoer greeted him with a smile, his eyes were like two crescent moons in his cordial smile, and replied: "Mr. Feng Qinglang, we finally met, maybe you didn't know me well before today, but I have admired you for a long time and have always looked forward to seeing you."

"I hope my vulgar appearance did not disappoint Lord Noor"

"Sir Feng Qinglang, you must have not noticed that my eyes were filled with intoxicating light."

Under the gaze of everyone, Hydes was also looking at the legendary figure. When he heard Noer's gorgeous flattery words, he couldn't help but curl his lips. This legendary rebel is somewhat worse than imagined. In the Helodia family, there is never a lack of handsome and almost perfect appearance. In contrast, although this rebel is also handsome, it is nothing more than that. It is far from being stunning. Looking at that body, in Hydes imagined, the rebel should have a very explosive body, otherwise how could he have experienced so many ups and downs? However, Feng Qinglang in front of him is the body of an ordinary person, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. No matter how you look at it, he is an ordinary person... It seems that foreigners have mythized this person, and it feels like this.

For some reason, when Hydes felt Feng Qinglang's eyes wandering past him, he obviously paused for a moment, as if he had looked at him deeply, and then he had observed everything about him, but this feeling was fleeting. Hydes frowned and could only classify it as an illusion.

The colorful lights went out, the candles as thick as the baby's arms were lit, and the melodious music slowly sounded, and the entire banquet hall was suddenly shrouded in a warm and romantic atmosphere. Feng Qinglang smiled and bowed, handed Nuoer out his right hand, and invited the messenger of Helodia to dance the first dance of the banquet.

Nuoer accepted the invitation with a smile. She found that this was the traditional music belonging to their ocean world. Feng Qinglang's dance steps were also the social dance steps of Tomana, the political center of the ocean world. She danced gracefully under the guidance of the other party, and couldn't help but smile and praise: "Sir Feng Qinglang, this is really a considerate arrangement." In fact, before coming here, Nuoer had already learned all the mainstream social dances in the Holy Seal World, but she didn't expect that she would not be able to use them for the time being.

Feng Qinglang smiled and said, "I learned it in a hurry. If you accidentally step on Lord Nuoer's jade feet, remember not to scream too loudly." In fact, it was indeed on the carriage when he came that he quickly browsed the dance illustrations of the Ocean World. Compared with the complex pace of the Dragon Art, social dances in the Ocean World are not difficult to learn.

Nuoer was a little happy and chuckled, "Sir Qinglang, you are really as interesting as the rumors."

"I said, Lord Nuoer, at such a close distance, you smiled at me so stunningly. I'm really worried that I can't control it..."

Nuoer bit her lower lip and said softly: "What if you can't control it?"

Feng Qinglang heard that in the ocean world, lovers are a very common existence, and even because of their Majesty Brufid, the word lover has become a fashion and fashion. There is no doubt that although Noel Elin in front of him is no longer young, he is at the most mature and tasteful age of a woman, like a rose that is completely blooming. Unfortunately, he has too many troubles in this kind of thing now, so he can only pretend to be stupid and say seriously: "Then you will really step on your feet..."

People around him also joined the dance music. In the moving music, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious for a moment. Many people began to try it out and wanted to invite Nanxinghun to dance. After all, there would be no such opportunity. However, this opportunity was taken in front of a beautiful young man. Hydes bowed politely and said, "Beautiful and charming Miss Nanxinghun, can I invite you to dance only?"

Nan Xinghun hesitated for a moment, but still smiled and stretched out his hand. According to the information fed back, Hydes might be the eldest son of the pagan leader Brufid and the first heir to the Helodia family. His name was temporarily joined the visiting group of Noer and also gave him the title of a low-level officer. But how could an ordinary officer dare to invite himself to dance together like this?

Haides' dance steps are like measuring with a ruler. Each step is such a standard. It should be because he was carefully trained by the Helodia family since he was a child. His body language in the dance music is not out of line. It looks so elegant, but his eyes are full of aggressiveness. The music around him is so gentle. This can give people a very strong impact. Nan Xinghun has no doubts. If she is just an ordinary little girl, she must be easily fascinated by this impact...

Heides said softly: "Miss Nanxinghun, a few years ago, I climbed a peak on an unknown island. On the top of the peak, the night was so charming. The whole day and night seemed to be right in front of me, within reach. I was there, staying there for a day and a night, completely intoxicated by it... I thought that was the most beautiful existence I have ever seen in my life. Who knew that I met you today?"

Nan Xinghun calmly met the other person's gaze, as if he could not feel the aggressiveness in the other person's eyes. Most women in the world enjoyed these words, but Nan Xinghun was tired of the name Xingqing Vase, and couldn't help feeling disgusted. He just said lightly: "Can natural scenery be compared with people?"

Hydes smiled proudly and said seriously: "Miss Nanxinghun, beauty has never had any boundaries."

Nan Xinghun turned his head slightly, and he could see Feng Qinglang and Nuoer also laughing happily between dance steps. Feng Qinglang felt the other person's gaze and couldn't help but smile. Nan Xinghun couldn't help but smile brightly and made a face. Before he saw him, he always felt a little sour in his heart. But after seeing him, he felt that all trivial things were not that important.

Haiders saw all this in his eyes, and indignation and dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes. Nan Xinghun's smile at Feng Qing just now came from the heart. It was a sincere beauty, and it was completely different from the polite and reserved smile with him. Especially, the unscrupulous eye contact and smile of the two completely regarded themselves as an irrelevant dancer... Heders, who was used to being the center of the world, felt very uncomfortable about it.

At this time, Jeffell was gestured to Feng Qinglang from afar outside the dance floor, looking a little anxious. Feng Qinglang accused Nuoer, flashed sideways out of the dance floor, and whispered: "What's wrong?"

Jeffell said in a deep voice: "I received a secret report and a large number of assassins lurked into Xingqing."

"Source of intelligence?"

"It's passed by the moon"

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