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In other houses, there is only a young girl in white to accompany her, but when she comes to him, she is accompanied by two even better beauties.
Judgment Gu was a little surprised.
Originally thought it was to suppress his face on such a trivial matter, but he didn't expect to give him such a big face in the end.
It also made him pretend to be a bit of a pussy by accident in front of those Jianghu heroes, enjoying everyone's envious eyes.
This feeling is actually a little comfortable?
At the end of the red carpet, there is a huge picture scroll, which depicts a beautiful scene of a hundred flowers blooming and competing for beauty in the form of thick ink and heavy colors. Among them, there are a group of fair ladies playing and playing among the flowers, adding a bit of liveliness to the original quiet scene and agile.
Before, because of the dim light, Gu Juan didn't pay much attention to this picture. Looking at it now, while sincerely praising the artist's skill, it also made him see a little incongruity.
In the distant view of the picture scroll, a rushing and surging river can be vaguely seen. If such an element is placed in a landscape painting, it will definitely add a lot of color to it, but now it is placed in such a picture of a hundred flowers and a hundred beauties. To some uncoordinated, out of tune meaning.
When he got closer, Gu Juan suddenly narrowed his eyes.
The innumerable petals on the scroll, when viewed from a distance, the flowers are clustered and very beautiful, but when they come up close, they suddenly make people feel a little bad.
Those petals looked like scales, and they seemed to be slowly turning, just like the illusion pictures he saw in his previous life. After staring for a long time, he unconsciously became a little dazzled.
There is something odd about this painting.
Gu Pan lightly touched the jungle knife with his fingertips, and the touch was as warm as jade. Such a thought crossed his mind, but he immediately felt relieved.
There are already many weird things in it, but there is no more than one, and no less if there is one less. Since the jungle knife has not responded, let it go for the time being.
Qingying walked up to her, flipped a switch lightly, and a gap was slowly opened under the painting, revealing a scene that suddenly opened up behind her.
Through the small door that is only more than one person tall and six feet wide, you can see a path completely paved with flowers extending out.
At the end of the path, there is a beautifully decorated flower shed.
The ground is neat white ashlars, the left and right wooden pillars are wrapped with vines and flowers, and the top is a rainbow-like canopy. A series of flower lamps hang down from above. The lights are bright but not dazzling, reflecting the whole scene warmly and fragrantly. Xin.
Several rows of square tables and round stools are in the middle of the flower shed. The wine and dishes have been placed on them, and the steam is still steaming, and the faint fragrance is lingering.
Thirty-two square tables happened to be one for each person. When all the young warriors were seated, a beautiful woman with a lantern came over and sat with him.
Only Gu Juan's table is special.
Opposite him, sat Lan Yue and Qing Ying.
Time passed by little by little, but the banquet never meant to start.
Everyone is not in a hurry and is waiting quietly, although they don't know what they are waiting for.
However, there is a beautiful and gentle girl by her side, and they can even chat with them about things they are interested in, so the young warriors naturally don't have much opinion.
What surprised them even more was that when talking about the exercises they had learned, those girls who looked like everyone's jade were able to chat with them.
And as the chat deepened, something that surprised them even more happened.
They are often able to point out the various difficulties and obstacles they are facing in a few words, and they have a sense of seeing the sun and seeing the sun.
Not long after this, almost every warrior has already introduced the woman beside him as a confidant, the kind of confidante who hates seeing each other late and has the same heart.
Only one table was relatively calm.
Gu Juan had been sitting quietly the whole time, not talking, not drinking tea, even his eyes were slightly closed, half-opened and half-closed, as if he had fallen asleep.
Lan Yi and Qing Ying, who were opposite him, also sat still. Their gazes passed over Gu Juan's shoulders and looked into the distance, calm and far away, without a trace of emotion.
Gradually, all voices fell down.
The scene returned to the silence when no one came at the beginning.
? The young warriors no longer opened their mouths, but were affectionate with the young lady across the table.The women looked at each other, making silent eye contact.
Gu Juan still did not open his eyes, and still looked like an old monk in meditation.
He has already discovered that the young warriors on other tables seem to be gradually becoming a little bit wrong.
Carefully recalling the details of entering the Baihua Pavilion, he believes that this seems to be a subtle process.
From the emptiness and coldness when stepping into the big tent at the beginning, to the faint fragrance in the house behind, to the strange picture scroll behind, and the faint fragrance of flowers in the garden today, etc., everything is intertwined, as if An invisible rope slowly tightened these young people who were still kept in the dark.
However, Gu Juan himself didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so he kept silent and waited for the follow-up development to come as soon as possible.
Lan Yi and Qing Ying were a little surprised by Gu Juan who didn't move or speak.
The two quickly looked at each other, Qing Ying raised her eyebrows, but saw Lan Yi shaking her head slightly.
The next moment, the two ended their communication and continued to quietly gaze into the distance.
Seeing that the hot dishes on the table were about to lose their heat, Gu Juan suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the path he had come from.
He froze for a moment, his brow furrowed into a deep "Chuan".
There is only one thing that needs to be discussed, and that is whether this woman is still a person.
If you only look at the upper body, she is one of the most beautiful women in the world he has ever seen.
At this time, the bride in red has been excluded by him, because firstly, the red dress is not a human being, and secondly, since the last time they met in a dream, the extremely eerie appearance of the red dress really scared him.
However, this woman is also very strange, her legs don't exist, instead they are a snow-white and delicate snake tail.
At this moment, for the first time since he came to the banquet, his complexion changed.
Is this a snake turning into a man, or a man turning into a snake?
Other women's lower body is white, slender, and delicate, which can be called leg essence, but when it comes to her, it is also white, slender, and delicate, but it can only be called snake essence.
Could it be that he wanted to change his name to Xu Xian in the Duanli Mountain Forest before, and the sincerity of his heart moved the heavens, so he hurriedly arranged for a real Suzhen to come over?
Gu Juan thought again, if it wasn't for Suzhen, would seven bare-bottomed dolls jump out and overthrow the banquet to find grandpa?
The secret letter Wei Jueyan carried was written personally by the goddess. Is it possible that the letter was actually dictated by someone and written by another hand, and he misheard the snake girl as a goddess?
There was a strange smile on Gu Juan's face, but he didn't directly attack or run away.
He even sat on the round stool without getting up.
Because this beautiful snake that was slowly swimming close to him only gave him a strange and monstrous feeling, not like the red clothes, white tiger, big snake, and maybe Bai Li and Woodfly. He brings an extremely dangerous and oppressive feeling.
Moreover, her breath is a little disordered, if it is described as an injury that has not yet healed.
In other words, either she didn't have the slightest hostility towards him. Even if there is hostility, if you want to squeeze him like a persimmon, there is a high probability that you will hurt her hand.
Of course, on the other hand, he also really wanted to pinch the beautiful snake tail that he had never seen before, how different it felt from the legs of a real woman. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com