()"Zhiyan, no if, no beginning, this world, has never regretted it...... Just like when you chose to marry the Emperor of Heaven, you must enjoy the honor and glory of the Queen of Heaven, and you must also give up the previous qiē ......"

Fang Zhiyan suddenly cried and leaned on Meng Huizhu's shoulder, her slender nails sinking deep into her palm.

"Why did he come back, why did he come back...... He has been gone for a thousand years, why is he coming back at this time? ”

……

In the Cloud Viewing Palace, everyone quietly listened to Ion Xuan's simple and clear narration.

When he recounted his travels, he was indifferent as if he was telling the stories of others, and he was not shocked.

Lihuozhou, who was sitting beside him, shook his head in amazement as he listened.

"Don't say it, I think, His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven, we should go out more to experience and travel, and increase our life experience...... You see, our Highness the Son of Heaven has only been out for a thousand years, but he has experienced so many things...... These experiences are enough for him to shoulder the burden on his shoulders. ”

"Ninth Grandpa, when you listen to the story, you will feel that other people's lives are wonderful, but when you experience it, you will become precipitated and quiet......" The corners of Ion Xuan's lips provoked a meaningful smile: "Although their lives are short, the things they experience are no different from ours...... They also struggled to survive in their reigns...... Although the result of the struggle is only a hundred years of time. ”

"You know they're just a hundred years old...... Why do you want to get involved with a lowly woman like an ant? Li Zhenrong sneered sarcastically and proudly provoked.

"Bang ......"

Ion Xuan slapped away the people around him with a palm, and the people were like ghosts, leaning over, and instantly pressed Li Zhenrong on the back of the chair.

"Li Zhenrong, you are provoking me not to kill you...... Still reluctant to kill you? ”

"Zixuan," the pupils from Wuwu shrank significantly: "Let go." ”

Ion Xuan raised his eyes with a chuckle, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"I know you look down on Purple Night...... But what I have to sue you is...... She is my woman, and I will not allow anyone to insult her in the slightest...... No one can do it......"

His coldness made Liwu's heart sink unconsciously.

Anyone here, obviously including him.

Dragons have reverse scales, wolves have dark thorns. If you touch it, you will be angry, and if you look at it, you will die

The woman named Purple Night is the reverse scale of Ion Xuan.

He could be indifferent to the sarcasm and contempt of his brothers, but he could not bear the slightest insult to the woman, not even verbally.

Seeing that his son was being restrained, Limao on the side hurriedly got up and said, "Your Royal Highness the Son of Heaven, Zhenrong, you also know, you just can't talk brains...... He didn't mean anything else......"

"Third uncle," Ion Xuan suddenly snorted, and his unruly eyes suddenly met Shang Li's gaze: "He is not a child, he should know what he is doing...... Whether you do the wrong thing or say the wrong thing, you have to pay the price......"

Li Zhenrong suddenly roared angrily, and his arm was extended, wanting to collapse the ion Xuan.

However, with a slight pressure on Ion Xuan's arm, there was a "bang", which directly fractured him with a chair and fell to the ground.

But even so, Ion Xuan still restrained Li Zhenrong, letting him blush and struggle with a thick neck, but he still couldn't move at all.

"Now, say sorry to her......"

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