"This little fairy is bold and reckless, stirring up the fairy garden, severely condemning twenty immortal sticks, and going to prison to wait for his fate!" Emperor Shiyin's voice came out coldly.

"Yes! Emperor. The immortal general suddenly responded, pulled Luo Qingyu up, and dragged him out......

Luo Qingyu closed her eyes slightly, from beginning to end, she didn't want to say a word.

There was only a hint of sneer at the corner of his lips......

Emperor Shiyin, you said that you could protect me for eternity, but now that this life is not over, you have broken your promise......

It turns out that love is a flash in the pan, and it has withered as soon as it blooms......

……………………

Calm returned to Chaohua Garden, and Emperor Shiyin stroked the chessboard without saying a word for a long time.

The strand of hair was unconsciously held in his palm, cold and slippery......

Yan Chi looked at him carefully: "Shi Yin, what are you going to do with this little immortal?" ”

Qing Huan said angrily beside him: "What else can I do?!" This woman insulted the Heavenly Court, insulted the Emperor and the Divine Monarch, and resisted arrest and injured several Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, according to the laws of the Heavenly Court, she should be pushed to the Thunder God Stage, subjected to five thunder punishments, scattered the soul, and re-entered the reincarnation——"

"Qinghuan, shut up!" Emperor Shiyin opened his mouth coolly, his voice indifferent and ruthless: "In front of this seat, when will it be your turn to speak?" ”

Qing Huan's little face turned white and he didn't dare to speak.

Emperor Shiyin is a strict teacher, and he is strict with her, except for teaching kung fu, he usually doesn't even gossip.

She was originally a girl who liked to be coquettish, but she didn't dare in front of Emperor Shiyin.

A faint glance from him could put away all her arrogant temper.

"Go out and copy the chalcedony sutra a hundred times!" Emperor Shiyin said coldly.

Qing Huan's little face was bitter, the Chalcedony Sutra has more than 10,000 words, and copying it a hundred times will kill her!

couldn't help but look at Yan Chi and ask her for help with his eyes.

Yan Chi coughed lightly: "Shiyin, why bother to get angry with an inferior fairy, come, let's continue to play chess." ”

Inferior fairy?

Emperor Shiyin's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of his lips: "This little fairy's kung fu is no worse than that of the Divine Monarch." ”

Yan Chi's face turned pale, she lowered her eyes slightly, and sighed softly: "That's right." That kid is a genius in cultivating immortals, but it's a pity that his temper is too stubborn, and his mental skills are not right, otherwise he may be able to cultivate into a god and become a pillar of heaven in the future. Alas, alas—"

Emperor Shiyin didn't speak again, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, his expression was faint, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Shi Yin, you- are you disappointed in Yan Chi? Yan Chi's immortal art has always been difficult to make progress......" Yan Chi pursed his lips slightly.

Emperor Shiyin glanced at her and sighed lowly: "Yan Chi, you don't need to be so arrogant. Your skills are already good. Besides, you also injured the six veins because you saved me......"

Yan Chi bit his lip lightly: "Shiyin, I should save you." We've been friends, and we're — you don't have to be polite to me. ”

Emperor Shiyin didn't know what Lu Dao was for, and his mood, which had always been uneventful, was faintly irritable, and he stood up.