"Master Shangguan Lu, it is a good thing to have a childlike spirit."
Ye Wuxie glanced at Shangguan Yao and said quietly.
Mu Qinghuang smiled lightly, "Somehow, the air in this Taoyuan Wonderland smells sour, as if it has been overturned by old vinegar."
"Indeed." Mrs. Mu nodded.
"I'm afraid we fell over together and have ninety thousand years of jealousy," the lady said.
Ye Wuxie: "..."
Ye Mohan: "..."
Chu Yue held the crystal clear wine glass and glanced around with her beautiful eyes. What she saw was a harmonious and warm scene of happiness.
Seriously, a trip to this world is not worth it.
With a "whoosh", Yun Hui, whose right arm was wrapped with a white cloth strip, stood up suddenly, holding a wine glass in his left hand and saluting Chu Yue, "Little Chu girl, this battle is extremely dangerous, it's thrilling, it's really
I’m really scared to death of Master, Master has always been lonely, and you’re such a precious disciple, what’s going to happen to you, how can Master survive?”
The hyenas burst into tears, and it was so lifelike.
The eight old warrior gods were stunned.
The end.
The white-haired old warrior gods hurriedly picked up their wine glasses and stood up. They bowed to Yun Hui, nodded, and toasted: "We have met the master, so let's drink a glass to the master."
"It's easy to talk, easy to say, we are all one family, no need to be polite, no need."
Yun Hui smiled brightly and picked up the wine glasses and toasted them one after another. When he paid tribute to the old martial god Chen Tu, he also took a hair from Chen Tu's shoulder.
"Everyone, it's delicious and delicious. Yun's arm hurts. Let's find a place to rest on Taoyuan Island."
After returning home, he took out the Four Treasures of the Study from his storage bag, grabbed the pen with his cracked right arm wrapped in a cloth strip, and with a few swipes, he wrote a letter in one go.
After receiving the letter, He Xiongshan, Quan Tao and others from Shenxuan Academy, their faces were so dark that they almost blended into the night.
"Please help Yun look at it. Is this Martial God's disciple's hair abnormally white? Well, having said that, the battle in Xinghai City concerns the people of the mainland. Yun's hair is about to turn white."
In the middle, Yunxiang spoke a lot of pretentious words eloquently.
At the end of the day he wrote:
"Later, Yun learned that the Master of the Eight Martial Gods is not only an identity, but also a responsibility."
"..."
He Xiongshan and his ilk took the letter and sat on Hanyue Peak as lonely as a dog, cursing and cursing for several days before they gave up.
…
midnight.
Chu Yue carried Ye Mohan, who had drunk too much, back to the room.
The people of the Jiuyou tribe were drinking, and suddenly their eyes nearly popped out.
The wine that Long Shisan had not yet drank flowed out from his lips. He closed and opened his eyes several times before he said blankly: "What is this? General Ye and her little husband?"
"Little sweetheart?"
Protector Bai had goosebumps all over his body and covered Long Shisan's mouth again.
Long Shisan thought that Protector Bai was worried that he would be punished by the Sword Emperor for humiliating him, but he didn't expect Protector Bai to say: "This must not be heard by His Highness the Sword Emperor, he will be proud."
Long Shisan: “???”
Fourteen spit out a mouthful of wine.
The Protector of Sword Chi sighed: "Thirteenth brother, I don't know. His Highness, the Sword Emperor, is proud of this. Not only will he be proud, but he will also use it to ridicule you every day for not being married yet. Unlike him, he has a wife to cherish."
The Jiuyou clan members swallowed their saliva, doubting the authenticity of these words. The Sword Emperor described by the guardians was really completely different from what they usually saw.
At this moment, Ye Mohan, who was left on the bed by Chu Yue, flashed and appeared at the table of the Jiuyou clan, scaring everyone so much that they thought they had seen a ghost.
"Your Highness, what's going on?" Protector Bai asked with a guilty conscience as he talked about the Sword Emperor behind his back.
Ye Mohan's face was reddish but he always maintained that cold and arrogant attitude, and coldly uttered two words: "Something's wrong."
"But something happened in Silu?"
Fourteen immediately became alert, "The forces in the Four Continents are not trivial. We don't know the specific number of Martial Gods yet, so we must take more precautions. Lord Sword Emperor is really a role model for us. Even if he is drunk, he will not forget the important events of the world. I admire you Fourteen!"
Ye Mohan glanced at Fourteen indifferently, and slowly stretched out his hand under the gazes of the Jiuyou clan members and the major protectors.
When he opened his palm, a Thousand Lines Divine Scroll flew out.
Among them, Chu Yue’s affectionate confession on Wuwutai was once again heard.
Everyone was full of doubts, and they really didn't understand how this had anything to do with the situation in the Five Continents.
I saw Ye Mohan saying seriously: "This Thousand Lines Divine Scroll seems to be somewhat broken. Let's take a look and see where it is broken."
Protector Bai raised his hands to cover his face, looking like "it's true" and "life is worse than death".
Emperor Zun is still the Emperor Zun in memory.
Fourteen stared for a long time, unable to hold back a word, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Thirteen." Ye Mohan suddenly called his name.
Long Shisan sat upright, his face full of awe and righteousness, "My subordinates are here!"
"You haven't asked for a wife yet, have you?"
Ye Mohan shook his head, "How pitiful."
As he said that, he closed and unfolded the Thousand Lines Divine Scroll again, letting the affectionate confession pass out, without forgetting to say to himself, "Strange, what's wrong with it?"
Everyone: “…”
After going back and forth several times, Ye Mohan returned to the room with satisfaction.
Chu Yue took a deep breath next to the bed. Just as she was about to go out and pick up the man, she heard a heavy sound behind her.
She looked back and saw a stupid purple fox that had made a small hole in the bed and smiled stupidly at Chu Yue: "Ah Chu."
Suddenly, a closed Thousand Lines Divine Scroll hit his forehead.
The little fox's paws immediately lifted up to hold his forehead.
Chu Yue walked over. The little fox smelled of alcohol, and his eyes were bright and misty. He looked really good-looking.
"stupid."
Chu Yue cursed secretly, hugged the little fox in her arms, gently rubbed the little fox's head, and blew gently, "Does it still hurt?"
The little fox shook his head like a rattle, "It doesn't hurt."
"Do you still want to drink?"
"drink!"
The little fox stretched out its paws boldly and said, "Bring the wine, my emperor, you will become an immortal even if you drink a thousand cups of wine."
"Drink your mother's head."
Chu Yue's slender, white fingers flicked on his forehead, but the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.
While she was saying this, Madam Jiang Yan sneezed unexpectedly in the Upper Realm Ye Mansion, and then looked around in confusion.
Chu Yue used Shen Nong's power to wash away the smell of alcohol from the little fox and herself, and then she hugged the stupid fluffy fox into the quilt to rest.
Ever since Ye Mohan learned about the past 90,000 years ago, he rarely turned into a fox state. This time, he was probably drunk and happy.
Chu Yue's eyebrows were curved, she kissed the fox's head gently, and said softly: "Pillow, good night."
The little fox, who was very drunk, stretched out his paw in his arms and said in his mouth: "Come, show me where this Thousand Lines Divine Scroll is broken."
If Protector Bai, Long Shisan and others were here, I'm afraid they would be angry and laughing, thinking that His Highness is so insane that he would torture them even if he is asleep and dreaming.