() "Go to ......" Li Zhenrong slapped him away with a smug face: "I just admire ...... at most"

"But the goddess you admire doesn't seem to admire you......" Li Bian Shu poured a basin of cold water at the right time: "Didn't you see that her eyes kept looking at Ion Xuan's seat?" ”

The smile on Li Zhenrong's face gradually froze, and his pupils shrank significantly: "What's the use of admiring him?" The sacred tree has withered and died, and I am afraid that his throne will be out of reach......"

As the two were talking, a steady footstep suddenly sounded outside the hall, and Elder Yu walked in quickly.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven has come down ......"

The hall was silent for an instant, and they looked at the door of the hall one by one.

Ion Xuan was dressed in white, holding a jade plate covered with yellow silk, and entered steadily.

The long inky hair is crowned with a feather crown, and the white feathers are fluttering.

The long eyebrows are picturesque, flying obliquely into the temples, the starry eyes are like black holes, and the deep eyes can't see the bottom, like entering the depths, but they overflow with a wisp of rebellious domineering.

Perfect impeccable thin lips, thank you for picking a touch of light ruffian, staring at the surrounding qiē.

Dressed in white, a bloodstone jade pendant dotted between the jade belts has the transparency and aura of the finishing touch.

Ion Xuan stood in the middle of the main hall and bowed down to present the jade plate.

"I greet the Heavenly Monarch today, and I saw that the branches and leaves of the holy tree were luxuriant, so I specially cut off a branch and gave it to my father."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar and whispered.

Although no one has openly discussed the meaning of the sacred tree's life and death, its withering is a thing that is obvious to all, and how can it suddenly flourish now?

Elder Yu stepped forward and lifted the yellow silk, and a branch of emerald green leaves, with dew, jumped into everyone's eyes.

"It's really a sacred tree......

Among those seated, someone exclaimed.

Li Zhenrong subconsciously stood up, walked quickly in front of him in disbelief, pinched the branches, and after looking at them carefully, he looked at Ion Xuan in shock.

"Where did this come from?"

"Joke, in the entire Celestial Clan, there is only one sacred tree, where did you say it came from?"

"Impossible...... Isn't the sacred tree dead? ”

"If you die, you can't be resurrected?" Old Tianjun suddenly made a faint excuse and stood up: "Everyone knows that this sacred tree has always been taken care of by the palace, although the palace has tried its best, but it still can't recover its withered fate...... Originally, Bengong thought that its life had ended, and it was weak to return to heaven, but who knows, it was just yesterday...... After the return of your Son of Heaven yesterday, overnight, it flourished again and flourished......

The old heavenly monarch walked slowly towards Ion Xuan, and there was an undoubted threat in his eyes.

What does this mean? Why can a decaying and withered sacred tree be brought back to life overnight? I think all of you already have the answer in mind......"

Although her words were not clear, everyone knew what she meant.

The Holy Tree flourished again after the return of Ion Xuan, which naturally means that Ion Xuan is the true son of heaven who obeys the mandate of heaven.

In this way, all the questions about his existence can be directly ignored to the lowest point by the so-called Mandate of Heaven.

The corners of Zhenrong's mouth twitched and looked at Ion Xuan's eyes, and he smiled without a smile: "The Son of Heaven is on the throne, the general trend is ...... Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven. ”

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