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Chapter four hundred and eighty sixth: salt does not taste, fruity like breastfeeding(1/2)

As if he could read Ding Xiaoyi's thoughts, Tu Tu warned in a low voice: "Lower your head, if you face the Holy Master directly, you will be entering the eye-gouging hell for two days!"

After hearing Tu Tu's words, Ding Xiaoyi immediately lowered his head again.

Before everyone could get up, the side door on the other side opened, and guards wearing armor were seen advancing into the hall with neat steps.

The leading guard holds two red wooden signs, one with "divine power" written on it and the other with "favor" written on it.

It is different from the empress’ maid’s ritual.

Most of the maids of the empress were holding lanterns, sails, feather fans, and incense burners.

But what these guards were holding were golden melons, bronze tripods, and axes.

I saw the emperor walking slowly from behind. Different from what I had seen before, the emperor had already put on another outfit.

Wearing a beaded jade crown on her head, her eyes were as black as ink jade, shining with a warm brilliance.

The robe as dark as night was embroidered with nine golden dragons from the sea. As he strode forward, the golden dragons on the corners of the robe twisted and flashed with scales, as if they were about to pounce down from above at any moment.

The emperor didn't need a screen. He was sitting on the dragon chair generously, his eyes looking down at everyone, looking down on the world from a high position.

Even if he just raises his palm casually, it seems to have the power to suppress the sky and the universe.

"See Emperor Tianqi Rensheng."

Not only are the rituals different, but even the names are different.

The empress greeted me respectfully, but she didn't call her by her full name.

The Great Emperor not only calls him by his full name, but this time even the old man and the others have to kneel down and worship him.

This time even Tutu stood up and knelt down.

"Isn't it said that the empress is greater than the emperor? But looking at the posture, it seems that the emperor is more majestic?"

Tu Tu did not speak, but Liao Qiu understood this very well, but he knew that Ding Xiaoyi did not understand these rules of Netherworld, so he simply translated them into vernacular and gave a simple metaphor.

"It's different. The empress is the chairman of the board, but she is a hands-off shopkeeper. The emperor is the highest executive officer, and the entire Netherworld official position is appointed by him. He is our direct person in charge, and his life and death are all in the hands of the emperor.

Furthermore, the empress is a guest today, and the guest follows the host as he pleases. It is too formal, and it is easy to overshadow the guest. If it were the reincarnation palace of the empress, the emperor would be the same, and he would not be called by his full title."

"oh oh!"

He nodded and glanced at the aloof emperor again from the corner of his eye.

I feel that the Emperor looked better when I first met him. Although the Emperor now is majestic and solemn, he has an air of inhuman indifference and unattainability inside and out.

"Get up! Today's Qingming Festival is also a grand ceremony, but..."

The emperor paused for a moment and turned his eyes towards Bai Pangpang, causing cold sweat to break out on Bai Pangpang's forehead.

I thought that the emperor would not expose himself at this time.

Fortunately, the emperor changed his words: "It's just that something has gone wrong with the Paradise Tree recently. It may not bear fruit for a long time in the future. This is good, and it will save everyone's trouble..."

"There's something wrong with the Bliss Tree!"

Everyone was shocked. The Bliss Tree is a sacred tree in Youshan Mountain. It is said that the roots run through Youshan Mountain and are the network of all the forests in Youshan Mountain.

The vegetation on Youshan can thrive precisely because of the Bliss Tree, which provides a steady stream of vitality to the vegetation on Youshan.

If there is a problem with the Paradise Tree, there may be a problem with Youshan in the future.

At a time when everyone is worried about the future of Youshan.

The emperor smiled knowingly, did not say any more, and waved his hand to signal the fruit feast to begin.

The attendants who had been prepared long ago came in from outside the palace and presented various exotic fruits to everyone's tables.

In fact, this is not the first time for everyone to participate in the fruit banquet.

However, the specifications of this year's fruit banquet are a bit... shabby.

The old man picked up a fruit with his fingers. It was a unique spirit lantern fruit in the Netherworld. The core inside shone with fluorescence, like a lantern at night.

In previous years, the Ling Deng Fruit was at least as big as a human head.

Placed on the table, it looks like four bright lights.

Regardless of this, the other fruits are even more crooked, and their quality is far from the previous years' fruit fair specifications.

Bai Pangpang picked up a fruit and chewed it slowly, as if the fruit in his hand was a ginseng fruit.

When the ghost king saw this, he picked up a fruit and put it in his mouth.

As a result, after taking one bite, Ghost King Yaoji's face suddenly froze. When he looked around, he saw that Bai Pangpang had already eaten all the fruit in his hand.

He was rubbing his hands and holding the hairy fruit in his hands.

"Hey, look at what I'm doing, eating."

Ghost King Yaoji's eyes widened, and he stuffed the fruit into his mouth coldly, but every time he took a bite, his hand under the table squeezed tightly on his thigh.

Looking at Bai Pangpang, his expression became colder and colder.

"Don't look at me with such murderous intent. I don't owe you money."

Bai Pangpang looked puzzled, and then suddenly understood something: "Oh, so you want to eat the fruit from my hand, here you go!"

As he said that, with the angry eyes of Zongji, he put the hairy fruit on his hand on his plate.

"Come on, please please..."

The bad old man on the other side picked up his wine glass and toasted his enemy Xuehe.

Then he said with a distressed look on his face: "Brother Xuehe, you are already so old and your teeth must be in bad shape. Come on, come on, eat more of this golden soft fragrance!"

As he said this, Old Man Zao put the blackened and soft fruit on the plate into Xuehe's plate.

Xue He's eyes widened and he looked at the bad old man, ready to chop him with a knife.

He snorted coldly: "You're too polite, brother, but looking at your face, I can see that you have been working hard day and night, and you are getting sick. Take this bunch of grapes, so don't be polite!"

The so-called tree grapes are each about the size of a baby's fist. They are delicious and sweet. After eating, they can regulate the five qi and bring good luck to people.

Of course, the effect is by no means as miraculous as the Wufu Pig.

It's just that the bunch of grapes in Blood River were obviously picked too early.

Each one was no bigger than the size of a fingernail, just like an unripe apple. The old man took a bite and it was sour and astringent. Swallowing it down his throat was like swallowing a knife.

It's so unpalatable that it makes me cry.

"Fengdu, why are you crying?"

The emperor, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked at the old man with squinted eyes, and his face suddenly darkened: "Why, do you think my fruit is not delicious?"

After hearing this, the bad old man took three mouthfuls in a row and completely ate all the fruit on his hand before he started to explain.

"I was just moved. I don't know when, but my sense of taste became worse and worse as I got older. I even ate salt without knowing its taste.

It wasn't until I ate the fairy fruit given by the Great Emperor that I realized what sweetness, sourness, and springs under the tongue were.

It feels like I have returned to my childhood and tasted the first sip of semen. I am so grateful that I am grateful to the emperor for his kindness..."

A group of people in the distance heard the bad old man flattering him, and they felt very angry even for the old thief.

"Flattery!"

"shameless!"

"Haha, what a shameless ghost!"

All kinds of curses echoed in everyone's heart. They just wanted to mess up the old man and flatter him. After he said this, who would dare to say that the fruit was not delicious?

All of a sudden, the tables were next to each other, caring and greeting each other, being humble and courteous, and the atmosphere of the meeting suddenly became extremely harmonious.

"You two, don't sit still and eat!"

Tu Tu grabbed Ding Xiaoyi and Liao Qiu and pushed them to the table.

Looking at the table full of fruits, Ding Xiaoyi glanced around and found that the scene was so harmonious and respectable, but beneath the respectability, there was also murderous intent.

It seems that what you are handing is not fruit, but revenge for killing a relative.

The funniest thing was when he saw Po Meng sitting with a man.

The man has a good appearance, but his behavior is very girly. He holds his fingers in his hand and even his voice sounds girly.

He didn't even eat the fruit, but kept selling his cosmetics around Po Meng.

What kind of eye cream is it? It’s a magical skin care product. If you don’t know, you’d think the person sitting next to you is a certain micro-business agent.

Po Meng's head was blown by what he was talking about, so she picked up the fruit and put it in her mouth. After taking a sip, her face was blank at first, and then she saw the muscles on her face tightened, and she just rolled her eyes.

Seeing this scene, Ding Xiaoyi almost burst out laughing while hiding behind him.

Anyone who can sit in the main hall is certainly not stupid. At this time, he suddenly understood why the emperor had to first talk about the problem with the [Bliss Fruit Tree] when he opened his mouth.

Feelings shift responsibility in advance.

When Ding Xiaoyi saw someone's face turn dark green after eating two fruits, Ding Xiaoyi's face turned dark.

Who dares to eat this? Big men like them will look like this when they eat it. If they eat it themselves, they will not eat themselves to death.
To be continued...
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