The clown's make-up, reflected in the flas of the delicate finish.
Red and exaggerated lips, black and bright eyes, garish oil paint all over the face, it looks strange.
"OK, I'll have one..."
"Good, good..."
Clapping ca and went, and the clowns scurrying about in the fire circle.
For a while, the atmosphere of silence was noisy, and the big guys all looked at the six actors who drew themselves as clowns.
Tasting the wine that can't be drunk, Ryukyu looks at it for a mont, suddenly straightens his waist slightly and sits upright.
Shining with sharp eyes, he fixed his gaze on one of the six people in the open space.
It was a very strong young man. His hands were moving around the fire circle, but he didn't hurt him. He attracted a lot of cheers.
However, this is not the reason to attract Ryukyu.
Ding Ding looks at this man, and Ryukyu's eyes squint slightly.
How does this person's back feel so familiar? As if he had seen it sowhere, Ryukyu squinted and stared at the man who was constantly rising.
At this ti, the forr Prince of the Southern Song Dynasty, now Prince Ren, who had been cowering to watch, was in a good mood to see xuanyuanche and waved quietly.
At once, his three sisters, who could be regarded as a princess, ca up with three plates and a gorgeous suit.
There are three gold cups in that plate.
Three girls walk to xuanyuanche, liuyueyun, and kneel down gently before calling her. They hold up the gold cup in their hands.
Xuanyuanche astringed his eyes and looked at the actors. He looked coldly at the three princesses in full dress below. Now he is the princess who has been awarded.
The prince Ren imdiately stood up and bowed to xuanyuanche: "this is our South, Wang This is our specialty here. We can't eat it anywhere else.
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