Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Three Alleys of the Lotus Flower (9)

"Oh, tell me, what did the deity do to her?"

The man with the silver mask finally put down the cup in his hand and raised his eyes slightly to look at the immortals in the field. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info's magnetic voice is like breaking the ice on a spring day, a steady stream of living water crashes down with the ice, and the ironing and ice cubes move with the tinkling of the water.

At this opening, the field suddenly fell silent.

In the past thousands of years, the gods are no longer hiding from the world, and the immortals are almost forgotten, although the noble and proud man in front of him has become a little more approachable, but the momentum of killing all sides ten thousand years ago is still engraved in his bones, and no one can be blasphemed.

The eyes of the immortals suddenly focused on the male fairy who was speaking up.

The male fairy is not very old, and his face still has a childish spirit that has not yet been taken off. As soon as he saw that all the immortals were looking at him, the man who was in the first place was also staring at him, and his face turned red at the moment.

Despite this, he still insisted on his justice with a blushing face: "Luo Yan Xianji has the blood and blood of the gods, and the gods are a little unkind to do this. ”

Rao felt that he was on the right and righteous side. At this moment, it was inevitable to be oppressed by the first man's terrifying momentum, and his tone of voice was also tactful and soft.

"Oh, how do you know that the child in her womb is mine?"

The man sitting at the top of the table suddenly sneered and asked idly.

At this moment, all the immortals felt that a mouthful of old blood was choked in their throats, and they couldn't say anything.

Shameless!

Isn't this nonsense?

Everyone else said...... It's all about you, she's been staying in your Shenyue Palace, who else can there be besides you?

It's just a wonderful flower in my fairy world.

After eating, I touched my mouth, and I thought nothing had happened?

God, your old man has always been respected by the immortals, but you can't, you can't, when you get old, you don't respect the old, and you can't protect the old festival!

Even if you don't like this girl, just put a seat aside. Man, it's normal to have three wives and four concubines, and it doesn't affect your prestige and image at all.

But it's not good for you to come here, right?

The immortals covered their eyes silently, feeling very shameless.

But when the Divine Venerable said this, everyone felt that it was not good to come out rashly. If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, maybe, isn't it? Isn't that going on the pole to offend people?

Hearing this, I took a serious look at the man sitting in the first place, could it be that there is something hidden here?

But the love is drunk, this is the most proud of the old Yue's handwriting, listening to the old man of the month, no immortal can be spared.

At the beginning, when I was given the lantern to swing as I wished, this old man explained to me with an obscene face.

"Meng, there is a big gift I gave you in the lantern. If it weren't for the fact that you haven't had a peach blossom in the past 10,000 years, it would be difficult for me to find a partner, and I wouldn't be ...... Hey, don't worry, with this lantern, no matter what chaste and majestic Tianjun he is, he will turn into a wolf and tiger, and no one can escape...... It's hard to guarantee that no one who is blind will want to be responsible afterwards......"

I caught a glimpse of the beautiful scenery in the lantern by the old man's technique, and at this moment I heard this unserious old man say this, and with a sleeve he fanned him with his beard to the Lechuan River.

At that time, I thought that this old man meant nothing more than the beautiful and emotional scenery, and it was not until later, when the little ball that could be a cub gnawed off half of the love silk and almost exploded to death after being drunk, I really understood what the dead old man meant.

When he was in the mortal world, Bai Wuchang was watching TV one day, and Ah Li leaned aside and glanced at it. It happened to be playing Chinese medicine after the confusion, Ah Li said, I didn't think that there was such a similar thing in the mortal world.

I asked, what?

Ah Li glanced at me, don't pretend. Three hundred years ago, you let that little female ghost come to me to ask for a jade cicada box, wasn't it to pretend to be drunk with love that is difficult to survive?

I was shocked when I heard this, and said in my heart, didn't Ah Yan throw that love silk drunk?

This scene is just an interlude, and it will not be mentioned here.

When I returned to Hades, I told me about the drunkenness of the gods three hundred years ago, and my heart was clear. The timing was too coincidental for anyone not to suspect.

Luo Yan has always been timid and submissive, if she wants to climb up, then the one in Shenyue Palace is undoubtedly the best choice. What's more, among the older generation of immortals, that upright and cold personality is as famous as the peak of a snow-capped mountain that never sleeps all year round.

Therefore, when I understood Luo Yan's intentions, I was not prepared to help her.

At this moment, I avoided Luo Yan's timid and pleading eyes, and watched quietly.

Luo Yan stared at me for a while, and when he saw that I was still indifferent, he withdrew his pitiful gaze.

1,300 years ago, I saved the dying Rouge from the mouth of an evil ghost, and she didn't say a word to me; Three hundred years later, at the nightless fireworks dinner, the god helped her from the tall building, in exchange for her kowtowing to the slave and the maid to repay her grace and serve.

Thirteen hundred years ago, I saw her take her in pitifully, gave her a place of refuge, and persuaded her not to pity herself, but three hundred years later, she used the pity in my heart to lay out a promotion plan, and calculated me in it, just to achieve what she wanted.

No matter how hot the heart is, it will be cold.

"Even if the Divine Venerable doesn't like Yan'er, it's ...... And don't be so ashamed of me...... Rou'er, it's not the watery poplar flower......"

Seeing that all the immortals didn't help, Luo Yan's eyes turned red, and he opened his mouth in a choked tone.

This cry woke up the stunned Luo Yanli, and he was angry at the moment: "My family has always loved herself, and she never lies......"

"What does the city lord mean is that the deity is lying?" said the man in the dark clothes and the silver face.

"Father didn't mean that......" Seeing that Luo Yanli was choked by the words of his head, Luo Yan hurriedly opened his mouth, "Yan'er knows that he is blessed, and he doesn't dare to think about the love of God." There is a memory of this time, Rou'er...... Rou'er, and contentment. ”

After that, Luo Yan Yingying blessed her body and prepared to retire.

The immortals reacted at once.

Luo Xianji seems to have been hiding this matter all along, if she hadn't fainted and was diagnosed, I'm afraid she would continue to hide it.

What's more, all along, it seems that it is the immortals who are filled with righteous indignation and make their own claims. It seems that Luo Xianji has never said anything.

Thinking about it like this, the deep image of the sorrowful and begging for all-round love was immediately established in the hearts of the immortals, and the gaze of the first man was even more unkind.

People have been wronged to this point, do you still doubt others, and humiliate others from above, or are you not immortals?

"Hehe, it's really wonderful!" Emperor Xi, who had not spoken all the time, clapped his hands and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that the dignified god would ...... I don't know, at this moment, does the Divine Venerable think of the old man who died early, and there is still a trace of guilt in his heart? It's only been 1,500 years, and the Divine Venerable has left that old man behind?"

The corners of Emperor Xi's mouth smiled, but the sentence he spit out was a highly poisonous knife.