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The Palace of the Golden Temple is full of fluffy, singing and dancing.

In the temple, the emperor wore a dragon robes, a round body, and a big belly. It was a middle-aged man about 40 or 50 years old. At this time, almost a flower came out of his face.

He frequently toasted to the host of the Jimo family next to him.

Jimo has long replaced the silver-faced guard, dressed in a white straight robes, the clothes are very good, the waist is covered with a snowy cloud wide belt, black hair with a silver ribbon Tied freely, there is no crown and no transplanting. There are a few hairs and no winds. It is quite a windy fluid of the ancient celebrities. Because of the candlelight on the full hall, it is in the vignetting of the line of sight, and the appearance is not clear. There is only one. The side is carved like a ghost, and it is also temperament, elegant and indifferent.

His smile was polite, polite, and coped with the emperor's toast. He spoke a few words from time to time, which led the emperor to smile.

His Royal Highness is also full of people. The top ten or so princes are in front of the temple. The dynasty and the giants rely on the position behind the temple. They are all admiring expressions, looking at the ink on the temple.

"I have never thought that the young masters of the Jimo family will come to us in the empire of the cloud, and willing to meet with us. It is really a blessing for me to repair my eight lives!"

Below the main hall, the sound of flattering is endless.

"Yeah, Jimo’s such a graceful appearance, like a fairy-tale figure, made me wait a big eye!"

"The Emperor's Majesty, you must keep the Jimo son for a while, let me wait and see the imperial style of Jimo's son..."

The Emperor of Cuiyun was in a very good mood, laughing happily. "Hey is also the meaning. Gongzi Ya has already allowed it. Gongziya has traveled to our dynasty empire this time. I plan to live in the Chinatown for a while, and you can rest assured!"

"That's great!"

"I heard that the spiritual treasure of the master of the ink is the heaven and earth spirit dragon. Every once in a while, it will rush into the sky, attracting a spiritual rain. I don't know if I don't know if there is such a blessing. I can see this kind of wonder. ......"

Jimo is only drinking and drinking, and his posture is pleasant. In the eyes of everyone, every move is a godlike manner, and noble and elegant.

The emperor smiled. "Yes, the diners at Gongzi Ya did not follow. This time we lived in our dynasty empire. We can't live without a diners. Are there any suitable candidates for the public?"

"Your Majesty, this matter, handed over to the Prime Minister to do it, to ensure that the best senior disciples are found for the public son..."

Among the dozens of outstanding emperors in the audience, the nine emperors’ white dust seals the way. “Zongzi Ya, today’s Wu Shilang was killed, I have already looked up a little bit, and I’m going to ask for the public.” Correction."