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"Xiao Fan did this because he treated me as his own to make this arrangement. A loud voice came from behind Fan Chen.

Qingyu's face changed, and when he looked at it, he saw Feng Yueli and Chang Yi walking towards everyone in white clothes.

"Li'er. Feng Qi shouted, a warm smile on his peaceful face.

Feng Yueli immediately rushed to Feng Qi's face, bent down slightly and shouted, "Father." ”

Fan Chen pursed his mouth, fortunately, Senior Brother Feng rushed back, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.

Chang Yi strode forward and bowed slightly.

"The wind is on the gods. ”

"Hehehe... Chang Yi Shangxian does not have to be polite. Feng Qi said calmly, his eyes shining and looking straight at his son Fengyuli.

"Uncle. Yueli politely looked at Feng Yi on his father's side, and his body bent slightly.

Feng Yi nodded gently. "Well, Li'er, come and see how she does things. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Fan Chen angrily.

Feng Yueli looked at Fan Chen standing aside, and felt funny when she looked at her silly appearance.

Fortunately, I met a little fairy slave and said that Fan Chen was looking for him and had this thing to live in, otherwise he and his senior brother would have to return to the Purple Spirit Hall for a while.

"Father!Uncle!Although Liuhua Mountain is remote, it is very quiet, especially at night, the night view of the ancient sea on Liuhua Mountain is the most beautiful, and I believe that Xiao Fan did not deliberately embarrass you, this year's Immortal Law Conference is indeed beyond the estimation of all of us, this is not something she can control, this is also no way, she ......"

"Okay, okay, my father didn't say anything, you just protected her like that. Feng Qi smiled lightly, seeing that his son said so much just to intercede for Fanchen, of course he would obey his son's heart, pursed his mouth, and looked at Fanchen.

He believed that his son's vision would not be wrong.

Warm straightened up and said, "Then let's stay on the side of Huashan!"

"Brother!" Feng Yi shouted urgently, very dissatisfied with his brother's promise so readily.

Feng Qi gave him a serious look, and he stopped talking.

Qingyu smiled contemptuously, knowing that someone would always come out to solve her problems.

He was expelled from the division and had not seen him for thousands of years, and the senior brother and the seventh senior brother actually regarded themselves as transparent. But she secretly rejoiced in her heart, because from the beginning to the end, Senior Brother Rin Ye did not come out to say a word.

She turned around and glanced at the Shentu Rin Ye in the Purple Spirit Hall.

I saw him sitting on the top of the hall with a cold face, looking like he didn't care about himself.

It seems that the rumor that Fan Chen likes the demon god Yingmo is true, and she and Senior Brother Rin Ye are definitely not together.

Thinking of this, Qingyu's unbalanced heart finally found a balance point, and it was much more comfortable.

"Xiao Fan, you go and do something else! I'll take my father to Liuhua Mountain. Feng Yueli looked at Fan Chen gently.

Fan Chen opened his mouth slightly embarrassed.

"You're in trouble, too! I'll take the gods with them. ”

"It's fine. Feng Yueli shook her head indifferently, for fear that Fan Chen would follow her over there and be angry with her uncle Qingyu.

Fengqi coughed: "cough ......" interrupted the conversation between the two people.

He also wanted to understand the personality of Fan Chen, so he said, "Let Fan Chen Yuanjun take us over!"

"Yes. Fan Chen nodded in response, he should take them over and arrange them properly.

"Okay, father, then I'll come back to Liuhuashan to find you in a while. Feng Yuli said to his father gently, and then bent down to his uncle Feng Yi.

"Uncle, I'm going to get busy first. ”

Feng Yi nodded indifferently, glanced at Fan Chen who was standing beside him, and snorted angrily with disgust on his face.

"Hmph!" rushed out of the crowd, not wanting to see Fan Chen again.

"It's important to get down to business. Senior brother Chang Yi patted Yueli's shoulder, Yueli nodded, and looked at Fanchen uneasily.

"Go ahead! His father snorted sternly.

"Then we'll step back first. Chang Yi said politely to Feng Qi, and then pulled Yueli and hurriedly rushed into the Purple Spirit Hall.

"Please come with me. Fan Chen said gently, and took everyone to Liuhua Mountain.

The crowd soon arrived at Liuhua Mountain, where the scenery and palace were different from what most of them had imagined.

"Not bad. ”

"What a nice view from here. ”

"I loved it here. ”

......

Everyone happily pointed to the temple of Liuhua Mountain, looked at the brilliant ancient sea under the cliff, and felt that they had not come to the wrong place, and they were very satisfied.

Fan Chen saw more than a dozen little immortal slaves standing outside the hall, and couldn't help but admire their efficiency.

It's so fast! It's so clean, it's so well trained.

More than a dozen little fairy slaves in pink clothes saw everyone coming, and immediately stepped forward to greet them.

Fan Chen's heart was finally relieved now, and he said to Feng Qi and Feng Yi gently: "God, God, there are two dormitories on both sides of this Liuhua Palace, you two can choose one, and the other dormitories can be chosen by everyone at will." ”

Feng Qi nodded with satisfaction, and he was very satisfied with this, and he strode awe-inspiring on the stone steps and walked towards the dormitory on the left side of the Liuhua Palace.

"Meet the gods, meet the gods. All the immortals and slaves bowed and called in unison.

Feng Yi followed behind his brother Feng Qi, and when he saw these beautiful little fairy slaves, he stopped and couldn't help but glance at them a few more times.

Fan Chen's brows furrowed slightly, only then did he know that this Feng Yi Shangxian turned out to be a lustful person, no wonder he married ten wives.

Everyone slowly walked past the mortal dust, and they couldn't wait to choose their own dormitory.

"Quick, get up, don't kneel. Feng Yi looked at a few little fairy slaves with squinting eyes, his heart was beating wildly, the corners of his mouth were about to drool, and he hurriedly leaned down, touching the little fairy slaves with hairy hands and feet.

A few little immortal slaves hurriedly stood up, although their expressions were a little flustered, they did not flinch at all, there were no impolite movements, it seems that the immortal slaves trained in this Heavenly Palace are really much better than the immortal slaves in other places, they are not chaotic in the face of danger, and they are not alarmed.

Fan Chen hurriedly said to a few immortal slaves, "Go down quickly, go and see what everyone needs." ”

"Yes. The immortals replied and retreated.

Feng Yi followed closely as if he had been hooked.

Fanchen's face was panicked, and he was about to catch up, but was stopped by Qingyu.

"Mortal dust. ”

Fan Chen frowned slightly, turned to look at Qingyu standing behind him, and asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Qingyu raised her eyebrows, looked dazed, stepped forward, and crossed her hands on her hips.

"What's the matter? I'm a guest of your Nixian Mountain, shouldn't you ask me what I have to say?"

Yes, it's a guest!

Fan Chen nodded gently, and asked softly, "What are your orders?"

"I'm tired, I need some food, I need the pool water of the Qinglu Temple, I need to take a bath in the dormitory. ”

The water of the pond of the Blue Dew Temple?

Fan Chen smiled coldly, how could he have the effort to spend here with you, and said indifferently: "If you are too tired, you can go directly to the Qinglu Hall to soak in the hot springs, and if you are hungry, you can directly order the fairy slaves, they have already prepared refreshments for you." I'm too busy to greet you. ”

After speaking, he stepped on the steps awe-inspiringly, and walked in the direction of the wind without turning his head.

"You ......" Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled faintly, what she had experienced in the past thousand years was enough for her to stop being impulsive.

She slowly calmed her mood and went to choose her own dormitory as if nothing had happened.