Xin Tianyou frowned and asked:

"Where is this, and who are you?"

His mind was stagnant, and he couldn't figure out why a carriage appeared, so he came in, as if he was dreaming.

A faint voice in my mind reminded me that this is not true, this is not true, this is not true...but it is like the spring water blocked by heavy blockages under the ice, extremely weak.

By the way, the changes in dreams are like this. They are fragmented, jumping big, and have no logical connection. People who dream will not remember how to enter the dream. To determine whether they are dreaming, they just need to figure out what they are doing at the last moment...

Boom...

As he thought, the surrounding scenery and characters rippled, as if the holographic picture was shaking.

Tao Yao stood up straight, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Lu'e was anxious and said:

"Hey, this is the peach blossom illusion. If you take it seriously, it is real, and if it is fake, it is fake. What are you thinking about? If you don't eat anything in the night, your stomach will definitely be hungry, so leave."

The girl took Xin Tianyou's hand and left without saying a word.

Taoyao looked at the girl drowningly, shook her head helplessly, and led the two maids to follow.

Xin Tianyou was pulled into the hall and took a seat. The people serving were listed on both sides, all of whom were young girls, and there was no man.

Strange vegetables, fruits and mountain delicacies are placed on it like running water. A thick embroidery mattress is laid on the flower tiles, and the utensils are made of crystal, amber, and agate, making them shining.

The golden stone, silk and bamboo in my ears, the silk and jade in front of me. Xintianyou wine is not drunk, and everyone is drunk. I am too lazy to think too much, and asked:

"There were chirping before, and hundreds of birds sing together, but later it was graceful and clear, as if it was dominating the world. What kind of song is this?"

Lu'e giggled and said:

"This is called "You Feng Laiyi", which is specially welcomed by you, Daigua."

"Oh, I can't afford to be a phoenix. I have a small blue bird that is transforming. I don't know if it will become a phoenix in the future... Hey, when will I raise a blue bird?"

Taoyao said hurriedly:

"Young Master, please don't worry too much... I met among millions of people, traveling thousands of rivers and mountains to come to Taohuawu, which is exactly the same as "The Phoenix Comes to Yi".

After saying that, he slapped his palm.

The music changes, elegant and gentle, as if the dew drops in spring morning and the lotus blooms in summer night.

After a while, the rhythm suddenly started. It seemed as if the fairy sleeves were floating and the phoenix pond was rotating.

"Princess Taoyao, what kind of song is this?"

"This is "The Song of the Rainbow Skirts and Feather Clothes."

Xin Tianyou knocked his head with his knuckles "bangbangbang" and said:

"Oh, I probably heard it. According to legend, Emperor Minghuang of Tang dreamed of wandering in the moon palace, and saw fairies singing and dancing, and woke up to compose a song. Once, a friend sat on the curb and broke the situation when he heard this song. He also wrote a poem, "What is it called... The string duct is cracked, and the sound of the step of the heavenly girl is empty. The dream of the jade tower for thousands of years, the crowing of the green peaches and the golden rooster... But I can't remember when it happened."

Taoyao chuckled, the Ming** man said:

"The troubles in life are all too much thought. Rumors in the world are often false. Emperor Minghuang of Tang, who was a mortal, had he ever visited the Moon Palace? It was originally the "Brahman Song" from Xiliang, but it was polished and adapted. The whole song was 12 times, the first six times were scattered boards, no beats, no dances; the last six times, there were beats and dances."

Tao Yao's words had just finished speaking, Lu'e flattened her mouth and interrupted:

"Hmph, the song is nice, but the story is unpleasant. On Mawei Slope, Yang Guifei was forced to commit suicide. He had the nerve to say, "I am willing to be a winged bird in the sky, and I am willing to cut branches on the ground." If I touched it, I would cut it with one sword! There is a saying among the folk, "It's good. Men are reliable, sows are all climbing trees..."

Taoyao quickly scolded her sister:

"Don't be rude!"

But the scene became cold and the host and guest had nothing to say for a while.

Xin Tianyou picked up the cup awkwardly and felt a strange fragrance. He saw that the wine in the white jade cup changed color. Sometimes it was as bright as a beauty's rouge, sometimes it was as quiet as a girl's blush.

He tasted it lightly, and it was slightly sour when it was in his mouth. It tasted carefully and sweet, and there was a spicy taste circling back and forth. He tilted his neck and drank it "gudong" completely, and praised:

"My dear, the wine smells, holds it, and swallows it, and the tastes are different."

Lueye gave him a blank look and said hatefully.

"My sister has brewed peach blossom dew for a thousand years, and she will be drunk like this by you."

Taoyao was afraid that his sister would say something inappropriate, so he quickly interrupted and said:

"Mr. Xin Gongzi, Peach Blossom Dew has the effect of cleaning the marrow of Yi Jing. It is advisable to drink it slowly and savor it carefully, so that the wine can penetrate the whole body and relieve the taste."

Xin Tianyou did as he said, drinking three cups in a row.

I just felt that wherever I was drunk, it seemed like a small sword wandering through the meridians of the whole body, cutting mountains and valleys, and cutting off weeds and trees. It seemed that a cool little hand was stroking the organs, pressing down the evil fire, and reviving the scorched earth. The skeletal muscles in the body seemed to be hit by countless small hammers, giving birth to infinite strength, and it was vaguely transformed into steel.

Seeing that his behavior had become more gentle, Taoyao smirked. After a while, she sighed softly and said:

"After becoming sensible, before love is moved, you see that the time is despicable and peach blossoms are all popular. In fact, no matter whether you taste it carefully or drink it, wine is always something that makes people drink. If you spend more than a thousand years in vain, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

After becoming sensible, before being emotional?

Hearing this sentence, Xin Tianyou's mind "buzzed".

Suddenly I remembered that a woman once said to herself, "Play the piano to a cow", a woman said, "I am an old girl at the age of nineteen, you can marry her", and a woman said, "My family lives in the north of the city, it's fifteenth."

I used to think that words are words. Now, looking back, there seems to be a lot of meaning in words...

Who are they?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt dizzy. He thought he was drunk, so he quickly supported his forehead with his palm. He calmed down his mind, and the scenery in front of him became unclear.

boom……

It seemed that above the sky, the God of Thunder striking the drum. The earth trembled and the palace swayed.

Taoyao stood up and said:

"I have to go and have a sudden change. Young Master, please drink slowly..."

After saying that, he led the girls to leave the seat in a hurry.

Luai walked over and pointed at Xintianyou's nose and said:

"Hurry, you idiot, don't think about the past..."

What's the meaning?

Xintianyou is inexplicably confused.

Oh! Lue'er stomped her feet and said anxiously:

"Your soul is too powerful. My sister has tried a thousand years of hard work to suppress it and pull it into the peach blossom illusion. She said that there is a sacred aura in your soul. I want to ask what happened. Who would have thought that at this time, the demon attacked. On the one hand, the sister competed with you, and on the other hand, she had to deal with the demon, so how could she be busy..."

"Then... I'll leave."

"I can't leave... My sister is fighting and I can't free her hands to release you. Hurry up, don't think about who you are, and don't recall the past..."

Click...

As they spoke, loud noises exploded repeatedly.

The sound of "rumble" came from an extremely high place, as if the sky was about to collapse.

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Like this chapter, the exquisite and profound words and delicate advancement of emotions... can be compared to classic scenes that require appreciation and savoring, but are not very suitable for the atmosphere of online literature.

Ha, fortunately it’s just a dream, so you might as well be more refined.
Chapter completed!