Chapter 166 Mother only wants her son, not your father!

Fei Yuan took Sang Luo to the front of the banquet and sat down in an elegant seat.

Sang Luo sat beside him, staring at the spiritual fruit plate on the table in front of him and swallowed his saliva. These were rare and precious spiritual fruits. They were good things! It would be a waste if you didn't eat them!
The guests at the banquet all had different thoughts, but Sang Luo was the only one who was focused on eating.

When Fei Yuan came back to his senses, he saw that she had finished a plate of fruit. Her white and tender fingers were covered with juice and soon became sticky. He smiled and said, "I thought you could only eat during pregnancy, but I didn't expect you were also a glutton on weekdays."

Fei Yuan took out a plain white brocade handkerchief, wiped Sang Luo's hands, and placed several plates of spiritual fruits in front of her.

Just as Sang Luo stretched out his hand to take a bunch of purple crystal fruits, the fruits slipped away and flew into the air, peeling themselves obediently.

Fei Yuan's phoenix eyes smiled, "Open your mouth."

Sang Luo blinked in surprise and was about to speak when the fruit "whoosh" was thrown into his mouth.

"Ahem!" Sang Luo almost spit on his face. After swallowing hastily, he pouted and said, "Can you tell me in advance next time? I almost choked to death."

"I'll be more careful this time." Fei Yuan threw out a few more whirlwinds from his fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, he had peeled all the fruits, revealing the plump and juicy pink-white flesh, which he neatly placed on the plate and arranged in a row.

He also took out a pair of long white jade chopsticks. Sang Luo was too lazy to be so particular. He just picked up the fruit and put it in his mouth and started chewing.

The pulp contains traces of spiritual energy, which enters every part of the body and is extremely nourishing.

Fei Yuan and Sang Luo arrived relatively early. The beast kings next to them had not arrived yet. After waiting for a while, the rest of the guests arrived one after another.

"Boom, boom!"

The ground was trampled with thunder.

A middle-aged orc with a burly figure, estimated to be over 2.5 meters tall, walked into the venue. Half of his hair was gray and he looked a little old, but his back was straight. He sat opposite the two of them like a mountain, with an imposing and terrifying aura.

The waiters poured the wine respectfully.

Sang Luo asked while eating fruit, "Which beast king is this? He has such a strong aura."

Fei Yuan wiped her hands with a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, wiping even the gaps between her fingers clean. "The Western Beast King, Bian Ke, is a natural king beast ape. He is almost three thousand years old. His talent is average. He relied on his age to cultivate to the initial king level. He waited until the previous beast king died before he succeeded to the throne."

He leaned close to her ear and chuckled, "This man will live for at most another two or three hundred years. Soon, Xiao Ye and Xiao Zhen'er will replace him."

Two or three hundred years passed in the blink of an eye in his mouth. Sang Luo was shocked. "I see that this Western Beast King is still very strong. He can live another thousand or eight hundred years."

"We can't just judge things by appearances. If he can't break through again, his body will quickly age and decay in a hundred years at most."

A thin young man in red clothes, with blue hair and a very low-key temperament, turned around and sat on the left side seat opposite the two of them. He was accompanied by only a beast servant, and he had been drinking since he sat down.

Sang Luo was curious, "Is this also the Beast King?"

"Well, the Eastern Beast King, Lou Tian, ​​is a pure-blooded Bifang with good talent, a true king level over a thousand years old. I have had some dealings with him in the past, but he is a loner, so I didn't expect him to come this time."

The banquet was about to begin, and there was an empty seat to the right of the two of them, but no one had arrived yet.

"This position should be prepared for the Northern Beast King, right?" Sang Luo counted. The Central Beast King, the Eastern Beast King, and the Western Beast King had all appeared, leaving only the Northern Beast King.

"Well, the Northern Beast King is from the Qilin tribe. The distance between the north and the south spans tens of thousands of miles. He probably thought it was too much trouble and declined the invitation."

Fei Yuan introduced all the orcs that Sang Luo was interested in.

Sang Luo's interests gradually faded, and she didn't have any particular targets she liked. Either they were not strong enough, or their looks did not meet her aesthetic standards. Those who were a little bit outstanding already had partners.

Half a cup of tea later, the host finally arrived.

"We respectfully welcome the Southern Beast King to take office!"

Tens of thousands of congratulations came like a wave of water.

Everyone in the audience stood up and toasted.

Sang Luo also stood up with Fei Yuan and toasted a glass of wine to the high seat in front of him.

She lowered her head, but still caught a glimpse of the man in a loose robe woven with curved purple brocade. His cascading black hair casually fell behind him, making him look lazy and unrestrained. His face was extremely cold and his purple eyes were indifferent, as if nothing could catch his eye, making everything around him pale in comparison.

His eyes seemed to glance over here lightly, but did not stay on her for a moment. I don't know whether he didn't see her or... didn't recognize her.

Sang Luo quickly ruled out the first possibility. She was right in front of the banquet, only a few dozen meters away from him. With his insight, how could he not see her?

That is, I don’t recognize you.

Or rather, pretend not to know him. Sang Luo returned to his seat and drank a few glasses of wine.

Cup after cup, the wine was mellow and strong, and Sang Luo's face soon turned slightly red.

"Drinking in moderation is harmful to your health."

Fei Yuan frowned, snatched the wine cup from her hand, lowered his head, put his lips on the mark left by her red lips, and drank it all in one gulp.

The purple-robed man on the stage crushed the cup in his hand, and the wine spilled.

The servants who were serving at the side hurried forward to clean up the wine, and asked in fear and trepidation, "Your Majesty, is this wine not to your taste? Would you like to change it?"

"No need." He said calmly, retracting his mental strength and ignoring the sight.

The waiter replaced the wine cup with a new one.

Sang Luo did not notice the movement on the stage at that moment. After she finished eating the fruit, she had nothing to do, so she began to use her mental power to search for the little snake inside and outside the palace.

Caesar became the Southern Beast King, so the little snake must have been taken into his palace. She just searched around him with her mind but couldn't find the little snake. It must be resting in another palace.

found it!
Changle Hall.

The little snake was still sleeping.

"Fei Yuan, I'm leaving for a while."

"Shall I accompany you?"

"I... cough, I need to go to the bathroom. No need."

Seeing Sang Luo hurriedly leave his seat, Caesar tightened his grip on the wine glass. After an incense stick of time had passed, he stood up and toasted everyone at the banquet, "Everyone, please feel free to do as you please. I'll be leaving now."

Sang Luo searched along the winding palace road.

Suddenly, my mental strength stopped working, as if I was shrouded in a fog.

She soon found herself lost.

The palace is too big.

She couldn't find the way to go, and she couldn't tell which way to go back.

A servant came over and asked, "What are you looking for, lady?"

Sang Luo's eyes lit up and he asked for help, "Do you know where Changle Palace is?"

"Changle Palace? That's where the young prince lives." The servant was surprised. "May I ask what is the status of the noble lady?"

"Uh, I..." Sang Luo was thinking about making up an excuse so as not to be mistaken for an assassin, but unexpectedly the servant did not ask any more questions and extended his hand to invite, "Please follow me, my lady."

Sang Luo didn't think much about it and followed him.

But after walking for a long time, we still haven't arrived.

As far as Sang Luo was concerned, Changle Palace didn’t seem to be that far away?
She turned her head and was about to ask the servant, but found that there was no one around her.

Mental power is usable again.

Sang Luo didn't pay attention to this little episode. He quickly used his mental power to search again and found that the road he was being led to was not the road to Changle Palace, but a completely different direction. He was about to exit from the west gate of the palace.

She frowned, feeling a little uneasy, but didn't think too much about it. Perhaps the servant was new and remembered the wrong way.

Sang Luo turned back halfway.

Before we reached the gate of Changle Palace, the little snake came over.

"Mother!"

Kaisar appeared in a dark alley, holding a bleeding head in his hand. It was the servant's head. It turned into a wisp of black air and dissipated...

I updated late today because of something else. I still need to sort out the outline for the rest of the post. There will be another update in the evening.

I still owe you three more chapters, please remember them for me!