Leyin's face turned red, and her face shone like a ripe apple in September, and her face had a pair of childish beautiful eyes decorated with long eyelashes, like two crystal grapes.

"He's here, why is he here?" she asked, confused.

The little fairy slave shook his head in confusion. "I don't know this, I just saw him and the Immortal go to the Huibin Palace. ”

Le Yin hurriedly said to the little fairy slave, "Go and take out my fragrant Biluo skirt." ”

The little fairy slave turned around and immediately ran towards the inner sanctum on the left.

On the side of the Huibin Palace, Xuanyuan Jin and Feng Yi exchanged a few words and directly expressed their intentions.

"This time my nephew came to propose to Feng Yi Shangxian!"

Propose?

Feng Yi's mouth opened slightly, and he was a little happy that he couldn't come back to his senses, not knowing which daughter the eldest prince of the Xuanyuan clan had taken a fancy to.

"You want to propose?" he asked, smiling happily.

Xuanyuan Jin nodded affirmatively, and he straightened up while sitting cross-legged on the mat and replied seriously. "Yes, my nephew is here to propose marriage this time, and I hope that the immortal will promise me, I have already told my father about this, and my father has also promised me, everything is up to me. ”

"Your father agreed?" Feng Yi confirmed.

"Yes!"

"Since His Royal Highness has opened his mouth, of course I will not refuse, with your identity and character, how can I refuse, my daughter is really happy to marry you. Feng Yi replied happily, in his opinion, Xuanyuan Jin is the fast son-in-law of Chenglong.

Xuanyuan Jin hurriedly stood up happily, leaned over and thanked Feng Yi: "Thank you Feng Yi for the fulfillment of the immortals!"

Feng Yi pursed his lips and smiled. "Still call me an immortal?"

Xuanyuan Jin smiled shyly and shouted gently, "Uncle!"

Feng Yi nodded with satisfaction, looked at Xuanyuan Jin's talent, raised his hand to beckon him to sit down, and then poured a cup of tea for Xuanyuan Jin.

"I don't know what His Highness is interested in?"

Xuanyuan Jin smiled gently. "Uncle, don't see me like this again, just call me brocade!"

"Hehe, I don't know which of my daughters Jin is going to marry?" Feng Yi looked at Xuanyuan Jin in surprise.

"It's Qingyu!" replied Xuanyuan Jin.

Green rain!

Feng Yi's face instantly turned pale, he never expected that the person Xuanyuan Jin had a crush on was actually his daughter Qingyu. No wonder this stinky girl had no fear last night, and she didn't take herself seriously at all, it turned out that she was on good terms with Xuanyuan Jin, so she treated herself like this.

Feng Yi instantly felt that everything had become clear, but his heart was very unsmooth.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a sound of broken porcelain outside the hall, and Le Yin stood outside the dormitory with his eyes straight.

Feng Yi's eyes narrowed, he squinted at his daughter standing outside the temple gate, and asked in a low voice, "What is the pestle doing there?"

Le Yin's lips trembled slightly, and he smiled awkwardly, as if his soul had been drained of him, and he looked at Xuanyuan Jin in a daze.

"I... I... I went to my mother. With that, he immediately turned around and left.

Xuanyuan Jin looked dazed, completely unaware of the situation, and only felt a little strange.

Turning his face to look at Feng Yi who was sitting in front of him, he asked in a low voice, "Then since my uncle has agreed, he will come to marry Qingyu after the eighth day of Jin." ”

Do you want to agree to marry Qingyu?

Feng Yi fell into deep thought, not knowing what to do.

"Uncle?"

Under Xuanyuan Jin's shouts again and again, Feng Yi finally nodded and agreed, and married his daughter to Xuanyuan Jin after eight days, no matter what, he would only get the envy of others and get the blessings of others, Xuanyuan Jin is the eldest prince of the Xuanyuan clan, and there is only benefit to himself, no harm, so he chose to agree.

"In eight days, I will come to marry you!" Xuanyuan Jin bowed his head and said to Qing Yu, his eyes were very firm, and he wanted to tell Qing Yu how happy he was.

Qingyu has a faint smile on her face, she doesn't have to stay here in the future.

She looked at Xuanyuan Jin earnestly and asked, "I want to take my mother to Xuanyuan with me, is it okay?"

"Of course you can!" Xuanyuan Jin nodded gently.

Qingyu felt the happiness she had never felt before, and thanked Xuanyuan Jin gratefully. "Thank you!"

Xuanyuan brocade raised his eyebrows. "It's all this time, and you're still seeing me like this?"

Qingyu smiled awkwardly, and then pointed to her mother, who was still waiting outside the hall.

"Then I'm leaving!"

Xuanyuan Jin looked at Qingyu reluctantly. "Eight days later, you wait for me. ”

Qingyu smiled sweetly, turned around and left, leaving Xuanyuan Jin with reluctant eyes, looking at her distant back, her heart was like being filled with honey, very sweet.

Demon Realm Damang Palace.

The white birch glass tree in the square courtyard of the birch hall is in full bloom under the hot sun, and the whole courtyard is sprinkled with pink glass petals.

High in the clouds, the trees are lush and unusually tall.

The white branches and leaves were a little yellow from the sun, but the pink glazed flowers bloomed in the dense foliage, adding a coolness to the scorching afternoon.

The pink glazed flowers are close to each other, crowding the entire branch, and they are like a group of naughty children, scrambling for people to see their gorgeous beauty.

The courtyard was filled with a strong fragrance, and everyone was drunk.

Fan Chen, who was dressed in a long white dress, raised his eyes to look at the glazed flowers in the courtyard, and his snow-white skin was a little crimson with the pink in his eyes, and he was full of color.

Lying lazily under the birch glass tree, doing nothing all day long, his right hand gently caressing the purple civet curled up on the side.

The charming eyes lit up slightly, and he remembered the Kui Ji who disappeared from the demon world, and he suddenly became energetic.

There's nothing to do anyway, so it's better to arrest this Kui Ji, and maybe know Uncle Zhang's whereabouts.

She picked at Zi Ling's little ears. "Don't sleep. ”

Zi Ling opened his right eye impatiently and replied in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"Go to the Demon Realm!" Fan Chen finished speaking, and then turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared, and the breeze blew, blowing the pink petals in the yard to dance, and the white smoke that was vaguely left behind was also blown away by the wind without a trace.

Da Da Da ......

Hurried footsteps into the Great Mang Palace.

"Master Qiqi, Emperor Yu has gone to the Demon Realm!" said the crow with both hands and fists to Yingmo standing in front of the throne on the high platform.

Yingmo turned around coldly, her hands behind her back, her slender and tall figure was heroic, and her charming eyes were full of guilt.

There was no expression on his pale face, he nodded coldly, and whispered to the crow, "Be sure to find someone for me." ”

"Yes!" replied the Raven firmly, and leaned out of the hall.

The thick eyelashes cast a shadow on the white skin, and the straight bridge of the nose was slightly raised like the soft lips of rose petals.

A wisp of black smoke vaguely drifted into the Great Mang Palace, and Yingmo's charming eyes moved slightly, and he whispered, "What did you find?"

The black smoke slowly dissipated, and the handsome Yingmu stood erect under the main hall, he stroked a few strands of hair on his chest, and looked at his brother Yingmo with adoring eyes. "The Immortal Realm and the Divine Realm have imprisoned all those who have been invaded by evil qi in the Forbidden Ghost Tower of the Wind God Clan. ”

"Forbidden Tower?" Yingmo looked at His Royal Highness's younger brother in surprise, and strode down the steps, his face full of doubts.

Yingmu nodded, her woman-like lips pursed slightly. "Brother, she's gone to the demon world?"

Yingmo lowered her eyebrows and did not answer.