Shi Yi and others have succeeded in their cultivation, and I will ask you to be responsible.
Hejia clasped his hands and bowed his head slightly, not looking at the man, saying, "I won't come."
That figure was like a reflection in the waves. When he turned around, the sea breeze picked up the gauze, and the red face was half hidden. I felt pity when I saw it: "Why are you here?"
He pointed at the straw with his hand, and Lord Mengchang beside him also saluted: "Be a lobbyist for me."
A ray of purple light flashed in front of the tulle, and the guqin she was holding disappeared. The woman sat on the green grass and asked, "What do you mean to me?"
The two men were not polite and sat down one after another.
After a long silence, Mengchang saw Hejia and had no intention of speaking first, so he could only say: "I know that Emperor Ji no longer interferes with the affairs of the six realms. It is really a last resort to come here today..."
Meng Chang saw Na Xiang nodded and continued: "I want to ask Emperor Ji to come out and save someone..."
"A person who even Yaojun can't save?"
"I need help from the Emperor Ji."
"who?"
"The leader of the Zhurong clan in the Southern Wilderness, Fire Lord Chongli."
The curtain fence moved with the wind, and a dead leaf from the green tree fell to the corner of Zhuohua's skirt: "Since the beginning of chaos, all the gods have died due to calamity, but today the world is in peace..."
"The world may not be at peace!" Meng Chang stood up, walked to Zhuo Hua, and told the whole story: "I am afraid that only Emperor Ji can break the curse on Mr. Chong Li."
curse……
Since Jian was sealed, she has not heard of any curse that Yaojun cannot handle. Could it be that we really encountered some difficult situation this time? Or is it true that Jian is about to break through the seal as he said? What if?
Sure enough...
"Are you sure I will let you go?"
Mengchang Jun stroked his long beard and laughed loudly: "It was precisely because I was afraid that you wouldn't go that I invited Si Ming Shenjun here."
Zhuohua turned his head and looked at Hejia: "Do you think he said half a sentence?"
Mengchang waved his hand: "Hey~ he doesn't need to talk. Maybe you haven't seen each other for a long time, so just treat him like an old man and bring him to see you..."
In addition to being a lobbyist, his role is not small. If he is caught, he will naturally be taken away.
After Zhuo Hua heard this, he spun around and flew away in the air. Only one sentence floated in the lonely air: "If he wants to see me, why does he need Yaojun's kindness?"
The East Pole is too big and empty, and even a few birdsong has echoes.
The bird on the tree flapped its wings and flew to Mengchang, pecked his beard, and chirped: "Little old man, it's your fault for scaring the little lady away!"
The bird pecked Meng Chang's beard again. A few round little heads crawled out from the branches and leaves of the green tree, fluttering their small wings and flying down... I saw a few colorful birds surrounding a
The silver-haired old man kept pecking it up and down.
Hejia held up her sleeves very reservedly and covered her mouth.
Although the bird is small, it hurts to peck it. Meng Chang finally couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed a small bird: "Have you pecked enough?"
The bird was a little confused in Mengchang's hands. It had a long reflex arc and shook its head and then nodded.
The old man looked at the round bird and couldn't help laughing: "Do you know where your little lady has gone?"
"Humph! Old monster! I won't tell you!" The bird in his hand pecked Mengchang's mouth unconvinced.
Hejia raised his hand and touched the little head of the bird held by Mengchang. Before Mengchang got angry, he took the little bird into his hand, smoothed its feathers, and said with a smile: "Good boy, if you know your family
Wherever the little empress goes, please take us to find her, okay?"
The little bird lay in Hejia's hand, and the warmth in the palm penetrated through the layers of feathers. The man's smile was warm and beautiful, and even his voice was as gentle as running water. The bird rubbed Hejia's fingers and was a little obsessed with it. Hejia
Jia nodded the little bird's head with his hand, and then it reacted. It flapped its little wings and nuzzled He Jia's cheek: "Brother, good-looking fairy, come with me~"
Hejia touched the cheek that had been nuzzled by the bird and smiled awkwardly: "Please lead the way."
The little bird led its head and flew towards the deepest part of the East Pole, leaving Mengchang with a confused face...
Is this possible?
Hejia took two steps and found that Mengchang was still stunned, so he called Mengchang: "Yaojun, why don't you leave?"
Meng Chang looked Hejia up and down, and showed a meaningful smile: "The little god is so talented, he actually knows the tricks of seduction~" Then he looked at the plump little fat bird that was struggling to fly: "Qinghua here
The land is full of outstanding people, maybe that little fat bird will become an immortal someday and come to your door to make you responsible, eh?"