There was silence in the main hall, and all the demons looked at the suddenly excited Lin Qingyang in surprise.
Lin Qingyang stared at the person standing with His Highness, his mind went blank.
The man raised his head and met his shocked gaze, and then a familiar smile slowly appeared on his face, with a somewhat unfinished smile. The familiar voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was enough for him to hear every word clearly.
"Long time no see, Elder Lin."
Lin Qingyang's eyes heated up and her voice trembled. "It's really you... you're not dead!"
All the monsters in the hall looked at the two people in surprise, and some began to whisper.
"What's going on? What's the relationship between this human race and the high priest?"
"Isn't he one of the king?"
"Who knows, it won't be a love triangle."
Cang Mo's face darkened, he glanced at Jin Buhuan coldly and said, "High Priest, please take your seat first."
Jin Buhuan nodded slightly and sat down on the seat next to him.
The music in the palace sounded again, and the demons instantly resumed the bustle and bustle. The maids filed in, serving wine and food.
The music suddenly became cheerful. The hands of several dryads turned into several vines, tapping the ground lightly or heavily, making a drumming sound. At the same time, they played the branches full of holes, making melodious flute sounds, which matched the drumbeats.
Along with the sound of music, a strong fragrance of flowers floated in the wind, and then a group of beautiful flower demons were seen pouring into the hall, dancing cheerfully and enthusiastically to the sound of music. The brightly colored dance skirts flew with the light dance steps, enthusiastic and flamboyant, with wild vitality. As they danced, the flower demons' dance skirts bloomed with flowers, and the petals scattered throughout the hall as they danced. All the demons in the temple cheered.
But Lin Qingyang had no intention of watching dancing at the moment, all he could think about was the fact that Jin Buhuan was still alive.
Seeing that he had been staring at Jin Buhuan on his seat, Cang Mo frowned and said, "The banquet will take a while, let's eat something first." He took a snack and handed it over.
But Lin Qingyang couldn't wait for the banquet to end, and rushed down, grabbed Jin Buhuan from his seat, and went behind the pillar in the corner of the hall.
Cang Mo looked at the two people leaving and threw the snack back into the plate unhappily.
"Tsk, this impatient look, could it be an old lover?" Langya next to him was chewing on the leg of lamb, watching the show with a mocking look on his face.
Cang Mo frowned and glared at him. "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."
Langya snorted coldly and said, "Have you forgotten what he did to you back then? You died once and your memory is short, yet you still dare to provoke him!"
Cang Mo drank wine and said coldly, "He gave me a sum of money."
"How many can there be?" Langya said disdainfully.
"It's worth three years of your military salary." Cang Mo said calmly.
Langya bit the mutton leg for a moment, and then heard Cang Mo say, "There is also 30% of Yinshi's future profits."
Langya took a deep breath, and the ridicule on his face completely disappeared, and he said with a serious face, "What happened back then must have been a misunderstanding. My brothers and sisters are very affectionate and righteous at first glance."
In the corner of the hall, Lin Qingyang pulled Jin Buhuan to a secluded place and asked impatiently:
"What's going on? Didn't you already..."
"Fake your own death. I killed so many people in front of the Immortal Alliance. It will be difficult to escape without dying." Jin Buhuan said and moved his hand, and the golden scepter turned into a folding fan, shaking it gently in his hand.
Lin Qingyang was surprised and happy, and pulled Jin Buhuan to look around. If Jin Buhuan is not dead, does that mean that the so-called plot can be changed? Others will not die either.
"As for you, how have you been these past few years?" Jin Buhuan looked at him and asked, with a feeling of reunion after a long absence in his eyes.
Lin Qingyang was silent for a moment, sighed and said, "You must have known what would happen later, so you left the Sky Stealing Talisman to me at that time."
"I'm not a god, I just thought that you would be in a big disaster." Jin Buhuan said, and then looked at him seriously, "It's good that you are still alive."
Lin Qingyang smiled and asked again, "By the way, how did you become the high priest of the Sea Tribe?"
"After leaving Jiuxiaomen, you have to find a place to retire, right?" Jin Buhuan shook his fan and said with a smile, "A job like the high priest who talks a lot and doesn't have to work is the most suitable for me."
Lin Qingyang was speechless for a while, but no matter what, it was a great good thing that Jin Buhuan was alive. As the two were chatting, he suddenly thought of something and asked doubtfully, "Why are you here alone at the banquet? Where is your princess?"
Jin Buhuan looked puzzled. "What princess?"
"The princess who came to marry me." Lin Qingyang said matter-of-factly.
"Marriage?" Jin Buhuan looked at him with a strange look, "I'm here to discuss alliance on behalf of Neptune. Who told you that I'm here for marriage?"
"That's it..." Lin Qingyang suddenly paused. Then he remembered that no one had told him about marriage. This was just the plot of the original book that he thought. Has this plot also changed?
Lin Qingyang was stunned, so there was no marriage and no princess at all. Was this all a misunderstanding?
That's wrong. When he gave the gift yesterday, Cang Mo didn't deny it. Moreover, the entire Demon King's Palace was arranged like this, just to hold a happy event. But if there was no princess, then who would Cang Mo get married to?
All the things that were wrong in the past few days suddenly flooded into his mind, and then a ridiculous and terrifying idea suddenly appeared. Lin Qingyang's face turned pale and she was speechless for a long time.
At this time, Cang Mo's deep voice suddenly came from behind. "What are you talking about?"
Lin Qingyang was so frightened that she trembled all over, turned around suddenly, and looked into those deep amber eyes.
"What's wrong?" Cang Mo walked forward with a smile and asked warmly.
Lin Qingyang pretended to be calm and smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just... I drank a little too much and I'm dizzy. I'll go back and rest first."
"I'll take you back." Cang Mo said and stepped forward to help him.
Lin Qingyang held his hand and said with a smile, "No, you are the master, how can you leave easily? It's not like I don't know the way, I can just go back by myself."
After saying that, without waiting for Cang Mo to say anything else, he turned around and left the hall in a hurry.
Jin Buhuan looked at his fleeing back, then looked at the gloomy-looking Cang Mo next to him, and asked the same question as Hong Ling: "You didn't tell him such a big thing?"
Cang Mo ignored him with a cold face and turned away directly. Jin Buhuan waved his fan helplessly.
Lin Qingyang ran all the way back to the Blue Wind Palace, almost tripping over the complicated clothes on his body several times. He returned to the palace in a panic, immediately took out his clothes and belongings, and rummaged through them. His hands were shaking from the panic, but he rummaged through his pockets and the things he bought, but he couldn't find the communication talisman that Mo Yan left for him.
"Are you looking for this?" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
Lin Qingyang froze and looked back, only to see Cang Mo standing at the door looking at him with a smile, and what he held in his hand was the messenger talisman that he could not find.