Speaking of this letter, the scalps of He Xiongshan and others felt numb, and they felt a chill, returning to the shadow of fear dominated by Yun Hui's letter.
Even without opening the envelope, they all knew what kind of content He Xiongshan's letter would contain.
"Isn't this just to come and listen to you in person?"
He Xiongshan endured the pain of being kicked on his buttocks and looked at Yun Hui with a smile.
Nowadays, Yun Huan is no longer the elder Shenxuan of the past, but the teacher of Emperor Chu. With such a noble status, he still has to fawn over him well.
The glory and wealth of future generations are all wrapped up in Yun Xiang.
"That's pretty much it."
Yun Huan snorted twice, put the soup on the table, and turned back to glare at He Xiongshan and the others, "If you dare to reject this old man's letter again, I will ignore you all." That was because he was forgetting to eat and sleep, and was busy writing.
Every word in the letter was written with Yun Xiang's hard work. These old immortals dared to refuse such a precious thing. They were really short-sighted.
"Xiaojiu, you don't know how to get to know me even if you have a drink."
Qin Wuyi, the fourth elder of the Zhan Zhan Academy, crossed his arms and said with a smile: "I heard that Xiaojiu brought Yunxiao Wine from Longyin Island. I have to have a taste of the legendary Yunxiao Wine."
"If Elder Qin wants to drink, Xiaojiu will take care of it." Chu Yue waved her hand, and the whole room was filled with Yunxiao wine.
The rich and mellow smell of spirits gradually spread, and He Xiongshan took a deep breath, with an expression of intoxication and enjoyment on his face.
"Look at how wretched you are." Yun Hui said contemptuously: "You have never seen the world. Why are you drinking Yunxiao wine? Why don't you come and help me? I need someone to chop vegetables. Go quickly."
He Xiongshan was dragged down by Yun Xiang.
When everyone heard this, they all laughed loudly.
Yes.
The end is approaching, troubled times are coming, and they are laughing.
No one mentioned the seriousness of the broken Ghost King's seal.
No one mentioned the horror of ghosts and beasts in the void.
Forget about all the worries.
Forget about the war.
Just like an ordinary and ordinary day in the peaceful years.
"Pharmacist Quan, isn't your disciple here?" Tu Weiwei asked.
Quan Tao looked a little strange.
His disciple had long since been kicked out of the house to catch up with Chu Yue.
"It's a long journey, why do you want him to come here?" Quan Tao said with a smile: "It's rare for you all to get together, so don't mention the rest."
Tu Weiwei shrugged, "Indeed, it is more important to start the meal."
Just as she finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound, and she saw Tu Weiwei swinging her clothes and sitting down, taking out a huge bowl and placing it on the table. Her eyes, which had always only had a fierce fighting spirit, looked at the table with bright eyes.
The meal was served and he swallowed his saliva.
Everyone: "..." This girl is so tough.
"Wei Mei, you are a girl who eats so much. Aren't you afraid that you will get fat and unable to get married?" Qin Tieniu curled his lips, "If it's really not possible, I will have to do it..."
Tu Weiwei interrupted him ruthlessly, "If you can't get married, it's better than marrying a man who doesn't give up, right?"
Qin Tieniu turned to stone and froze in place like a sculpture. His eyes were filled with tears of grievance, and his broken heart was like broken glass.
Qin Jinnian glanced at his injured brother and asked softly: "What kind of man does Junior Sister Tu like?"
"A strong and fierce man.
"..."
Qin Jinnian: "..."
Everyone in the room was shocked and speechless.
What kind of tiger-wolf talk is this?
Seeing this scene, Quan Tao sighed in his heart that the bravery of the younger generation of girls was no worse than that of the boys.
"Mei Wei, look at me, do I look like a strong and strong man?" Qin Tieniu lowered his head and looked at his body, with a smile on his face. He looked at Tu Weiwei expectantly. Wasn't this strong and strong man just for him?
Personally crafted words?
Tu Weiwei's face instantly darkened, she pointed at the huge bowl on the table and said contemptuously: "You? A strong and fierce man? You are not as strong and powerful as my bowl."
While Chu Yue couldn't help laughing, Leng Qingshuang beside her also chuckled.
The two of them looked at each other, their smiles getting deeper and deeper, and everything was in silence.
In the Shennong space, Yan Nanji's corpse was placed. It was a cold corpse without soul and life, exuding a gloomy aura and cold wind.
Xuanyuan Xiu hugged the rag and hid in the corner shivering. He stared at the corpse for a long time and swallowed hard.
The ancestor emperor of a generation was extremely afraid.
"It's so scary." Xuanyuan Xiu said to himself, "Look, he's not angry at all."
Many monsters in Tu Di, Rag Bu and Shennong Space all looked at Xuanyuan Xiu, their eyes were like looking at a fool with an empty head.
If he was not angry, how could he, Xuanyuan Xiu, have ever been angry at all?
"What are you afraid of? Aren't you a ghost?" Ragbu was speechless.
"Nonsense, even ghosts are afraid of you."
Xuanyuan Xiu hugged the rag tightly, almost suffocating him to death.
"Senior Sister Leng." Chu Yue told Leng Qingshuang everything about Yan Nanji becoming a corpse puppet and bringing her back in the bustling reception hall.
Leng Qingshuang's eyes flashed slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she leaned in front of the window in silence for a long time, then slightly raised the corners of her lips and smiled, "That's great."
good?
Chu Yue was stunned.
Leng Qingshuang said: "I thought that even his whole body was gone. Xiao Yueyue, God has never failed me, right?"
Chu Yue looked at the almost broken smile on her senior sister's cold face, and her heart felt like a huge stone was pressing down on her, making her almost breathless.
"It's just a pity that he and I haven't consummated our marriage yet." Leng Qingshuang lowered her head, "We originally wanted to get married this year."
"No regrets, no regrets, senior sister, just wait for me."
Chu Yue said and walked out.
The seventh elder asked: "Where is little Chuchu going?"
However, Chu Yue walked very quickly and disappeared in an instant. The only response to the seventh elder was the sound of the wind.
The Seventh Elder sighed sincerely: "A person who has become a Martial God Realm is one of the best. This speed... tsk tsk... the lightning and flint are nothing more than this."
On the eaves of the reception hall, two figures stood.
Ye Mohan and the Blood Protector were both watching Chu Yue's retreating figure.
The Blood Protector held the sword and glanced at the man beside him, and smiled softly, "I didn't know that His Highness was a careful person in the past. After meeting Emperor Chu, Your Highness is completely different from the past."
"The Blood Protector doesn't have a wife, so I don't know what it feels like. It's normal." Ye Mohan said lightly. Although his tone was calm, it sounded sarcastic and sarcastic to the Blood Protector's ears. He didn't understand, either.
A mother-in-law? How come Your Highness is so miserable from the beginning of the year to the end of the year?
The Blood Protector unconsciously touched his nose, and at this moment he saw Yun Huan and He Xiongshan coming in carrying hot meals.
The Blood Protector's eyes flashed and he said: "As soon as the temple battle is over, you asked me to inform Shenxuan, the old friend of Emperor Chu in both houses of the war, just for this moment."
The word "reunion" is a rare thing in this troubled world, surrounded by forests and seas.