The veins on Changchun Shangshen's forehead bounced hard twice, and an ugly bruise on his face disappeared in an instant. He looked at the face of the shadow-weaver Qing Pheasant and sighed: "Yes, being young is good!"

"The Siyun Palace is simple. I have prepared a cup of thin tea. Please don't despise it if you look up to the gods." Zhi Ying turned sideways and invited him to enter the palace.

Changchun Shangshangshen said: "The Yun tribe's fairy dew tea is famous in the heaven. Today I can taste the fairy dew tea prepared by Qingyun Shangshang. Changchun is very honored."

Zhi Ying secretly rolled her eyes gracefully, her three-point color was not so easy to use.

After the Changchun High God arrived, one after another from the Celestial God Clan, either the Lord God came in person, or sent his confidants to Siyun Palace to send congratulations.

With the Emperor of Heaven expressing his stance in front of him, the rest of the gods all put on smiles and gathered around Zhiying to talk and congratulate her. However, they really didn't know much about her. Tian'er chatted more and more dryly, her words seemed boring and stiff, and soon they dispersed in anger.

.

Zhi Ying sat there for four whole hours listening to one after another of elegant fairy music. If Qu Mi hadn't said a few words to her from time to time, she might have fallen into trance immediately, letting these boring people talk.

If you are bored, do boring things and spend this day and the next eight days and nights in a boring way.

It was late at night, the music and singing took a break, and the gods returned one after another. Seeing that there were not many people present, Zhiying found an excuse to apologize, and got up to leave the table.

After making sure that no one was around, she pretended to be a substitute sleeping in the vine hammock, then scratched the poinciana tree and walked in.

The wind over the blue sea is warm and moist, and the feeling of brushing against the cheek is like being caressed by fragrant silk. Only in such a place can hibiscus trees grow like this.

There was no Little Golden Crow in the fusang forest, but as soon as she set foot on the ground, Little Golden Crow's voice came out from the forest: "Here you come?"

Zhi Ying nodded, thinking that he might not be able to see her, so he said, "I'm late."

Little Jinwu became nervous: "Why don't you sound happy?"

Hearing this, Zhi Ying was afraid that her voice would cause him to hear something wrong, causing him to be distracted and worry about her while practicing. However, his next sentence would make her immediately retract her previous thoughts.

"Think what I think?"

Zhi Ying seemed to see his face with teasing and teasing hanging in front of her, which made her want to look at it and punch it twice, but unfortunately she couldn't do it, and she hadn't seen him for a day. Did she really want to

It was nothing to admit, so she said openly: "Yes, are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy." Xiao Jinwu was very honest.

When it comes to being straightforward and bold, she is still not as good as him. Zhiying touched her face. Well, indeed, she is not that thick-skinned.

"Will the Emperor of Heaven give you a banquet today?" Little Golden Crow suddenly asked.

These are all customary, Zhi Ying said: "The Emperor of Heaven gave a flowing feast for nine days and nine nights. Many gods came to Siyun Palace to congratulate them, and the congratulatory gifts were carried into the palace like a flowing stream. Xiu Yin and the others looked straight at it.

I wish I was the one who could be promoted to God, but it’s a pity that all these have to be registered and sent to my warehouse!”

Deep in the Fuso Forest, Xiao Jinwu looked at the newly polished wooden hairpin in his hand with some hesitation: "Your promotion gift..."

He must have been in a hurry because he regretted the decision to go into seclusion, so he failed to give her a gift. He didn't think of it yesterday. Zhiying hurriedly grabbed it: "I don't care about promotion gifts. I'm waiting for your token of love. You

Don’t let me down!”

"Okay." Xiao Jinwu dug his nails twice at the slightly rough pattern on the wooden spirit hairpin in disgust.

Outside, Zhi Ying told him about what he saw and heard during the day: "...that Changchun actually dared to challenge me, and didn't even look at who the real god was, leaving him alone to make irresponsible remarks!"

"Did you punish him?"

She trembled a little when she heard Xiao Jinwu's voice, as if she had expected that she would show favor to Changchun, so she didn't care, Zhiying told him directly: "Don't Changchun like to drink? I'll take advantage of him and others."

My colleagues exchanged greetings with each other, added some 'seasonings' to his cup, and asked him to drink to his heart's content."

Little Jinwu tried hard to hold back his laughter: "Did he find out?"

"Of course not. He also told me that the wine from Siyundian Temple is better than the fine wine from Kunlun Mountain, and he asked me for a wine-making recipe! Where can I get it? I had to copy the wine-making recipe left by the ancient Bacchus God.

After he mastered the ancient method, he happily stood up and said goodbye to go to the experiment!" This method was written down by her when she was a bystander.

Little Golden Crow listened happily, and Zhiying saw the leaves of the hibiscus tree rustling. After a while, Little Golden Crow's laughter inside stopped, and there was a rare solemnity: "Changchun has no other desires, but loves drinking.

If he is allowed to follow this ancient method, he will definitely regard you as a confidant in the future, and he will no longer be in trouble between you and Siyundian."

"How did you know this was my plan?" Zhi Ying asked in surprise.

"Xiaoying, you have a lot of things in your heart... but fortunately most of them are me!" The tone changed and he started to smile playfully again.

Thinking that he was really serious, Zhiying yelled out in embarrassment: "You are so sentimental!"

"You're going to make me sad by saying that?"

Zhiying smiled sweetly: "Oh? Then do you want me to give you two injections to activate your blood vessels?"

Little Golden Crow stopped joking: "Forget it, the hibiscus forest is not suitable for you." The breath of the sun here is pure and warm, and it will hurt her.

Across the overlapping shades of trees and flowers, the two of them laughed as usual for a while. Zhiying looked at the increasingly dark night sky and said, "It's getting late. I have to go to the ruins. If I don't return my soul,

It’s dangerous to be like a brocade.”

Little Golden Crow said: "Go ahead, be sure to protect yourself."

"Well, I know, I'll come early tomorrow."

"Be careful."

…

He did not take back the Demon Token that Ji Li gave him back then. This time, Shadow Weaver relied on it to successfully pass through the barrier of the Demon Realm Gate and cross the Guixu Ferry. Then he used the Light of Breaking the Boundary and went directly to Ji Li's location.

The Yuming Palace.

At that time, he was standing in front of the sunflower garden admiring the moon. Well, it seemed that he was admiring the moon...

Feeling someone's breath, Ji Li immediately straightened his body. The moment he saw her, he suddenly relaxed. There was a bit of suppressed excitement hidden in the surprise: "Why are you here?"

She didn't pay attention to it normally, and Zhiying didn't have the intention to pay attention to it, but now, she suddenly noticed something in hindsight. The moment Ji Li walked over quickly, she couldn't help but take half a step back.

This action immediately stopped Ji Li, and he happened to walk under a thick shade. The huge black shadow covered his whole body, and at the same time, it also concealed the slight panic between his brows.

After two breaths, he calmly stepped out of the shadow with a faint smile: "I thought it was Chi Xiao who would send Si Jin back, but why is it you?" Suddenly he remembered something and said to her, "I haven't congratulated you on your promotion yet.
Chapter completed!