"The grace of the immortal servant to save his life, I am happy to be immortal and unforgettable." Yan Siming knelt upright, and the speculation about the lucky immortal servant in the past collapsed in an instant.

It turned out that he really lived the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and Xianzun was the supreme and wise person, how could he carry such a little thing. He is that villain, any doubt in the past about the immortal world, the immortal venerable, and even the mind of the lucky immortal servant is shameless, ghostly, and dark.

Look at it, look at it, at the critical moment, it was the Lucky Immortal who saved everyone in their Lezheng Immortal Sect by all costs.

Yan Siming was so moved that he was grateful, even if he was willing to call his grandfather now.

Feng Yun waved his hand, impatiently to leave, his mind was dizzy, I don't know if he was shocked by this magic weapon he put himself, or by the amazing inside story that he suddenly woke up.

In short, Fengyun really wants to find a good place to bury himself, and no one will see him, and he wants to digest the inside story of this sudden realization for two days and two nights.

"Xiyin, Xiyin, are you okay-" As soon as Lu Jiwu woke up, he screamed in panic, and crawled in the direction of Chu Xiyin, and was kicked out by Le Zhengyouwei, and at the same time took the woman into his arms.

Feng Yun's eyelids jumped fiercely, he had seen Le Zheng Youwei, this kid didn't even want his life for Chu Xiyin.

If Immortal Venerable is really interested in Chu Xiyin, then, then this ......

Oops, he was dizzy, palpitating, trembling, numb, and didn't want to live anymore.

Hurry up and find a place to hide, it's best that Immortal Venerable can't find it.

But who would be willing to let him go now.

Zelu Shangxian had already hugged Feng Yun's legs, and before he could speak, tears and snot had already flowed all over his face, along the long unmelted donkey face.

"Immortal servant, immortal servant, Xiaoxian should be damned, Xiaoxian should be damned, if she didn't discipline Chi Phosphorus well, Xiaoxian will beat her - half to death-"

"Zelu-" Chi Phosphorus rolled twice, and finally rolled to the front, and was about to speak, where would Zelu Shangxian let her speak, and pulled the corner of his robe and gagged his mouth tightly.

Let you speak, let you open your mouth-

"Woo-woo-"

Zelu Shangxian seamlessly connected and continued to hug his legs and feet, half of the people were paralyzed on the ground, knowing that this matter was a big trouble, this magic weapon was very evil, not like a thing in the fairy world, and he didn't know where the red phosphorus stole the magic weapon.

Fengyun was shaken with golden light, his fingers trembled, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, and the anti-devouring force existed in his heart and almost went to Fengyun's half of his life, and the thing blocked in his heart went to his half life, and he was able to stand at this moment, all supported by shamelessness.

For his own sake, he had to dissociate himself from this ritual instrument today.

Feng Yun opened his eyes, the dazzling sunlight, and told himself over and over again in his heart to be calm, calm, the sky has not fallen yet, at least Xianzun did not urgently call him back.

"Zelu Shangxian, it's time to teach this red phosphorus a good lesson." Feng Yun glanced contemptuously in the direction of the red phosphorus from top to bottom, but in fact, he couldn't fully open his eyes at this dazzling light.

"Yes, yes, yes—" Zelu nodded like a smashing onion, and the rest of the people did not dare to make a sound, for fear of being affected by this anger.

"These two creatures ...... lucky,, what are you doing when you bring them back to the fairy world?" What is he doing in this troubled water, "First hand it over to your immortal gate for temporary custody-"

Feng Yun glanced meaningfully at the direction of Le Zheng, the strength of the anti-devouring power of the magic weapon shows the size of this kid's ability now, Feng Yun at this moment is more truly this kid's terrifying strength, which can not be compared with three hundred years ago.

If this kid hadn't exerted his tenth-layer strength, this kid would only be able to go up half an immortal venerable now.

In addition to being frightened, what is more troublesome is how to rob Chu Xiyin from such a person.

Le Zheng didn't care about anything else, and he didn't have the consciousness to answer the luck words, and he didn't think that Le Zheng Xianmen had nothing to accept these two eyesores, if it didn't look good, he would be executed directly, wouldn't it be better.

Yan Siming is in a hurry, such a good opportunity, young master, you have to grasp it, this is the time to show loyalty, how can the slightest little thing in the past three hundred years compare to the rolling forward pace of the wheels of the immortal world and the history of the immortal gate.

So, turn the page, young master, you see that the Fengyun Immortal Servant didn't even look at Miss Chu, his previous worries were simply superfluous.

Yan Siming felt that if he didn't stand up at this moment, he was simply a historical sinner and a sinner of Lezheng Xianmen.

Yan Siming immediately knelt down and took a step forward, with a respectful face full of flattery, and even he was a little disgusted with the suspicion of sycophancy.

"I am happy to be immortal, but according to the orders of Xianzuo, please rest assured."

"But by the orders of the immortals." The voices of the Xianmen disciples were uniform, except for Le Zhengwei, who was still holding Chu Xiyin on the ground, and seemed to have no idea what this had to do with him.

"Elder Yan Si, very good, I'll leave it to you first, this seat is going back to the errand with Zelu Shangxian and Red Phosphorus Zi at this moment-" Fengyun Immortal said.

"Congratulations to Senza—"

"Congratulations to Senza—"

"Young master, let Miss Chu enter the sedan chair, be more comfortable." Yan Siming immediately asked people to carry the sedan chair, and commanded the two Xianmen disciples to lift the two guys from the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond and send them back to the Xianmen first.

There is no time when Yan Siming feels that there is a bright spot in front of him than now, he seems to see the future of Xianmen, and the future is immeasurable. A terrifying leader, a delicate, shrewd and decisive lady, as well as the elders and disciples of the Immortal Sect led by him.

Yan Siming's heart swelled a little at the moment, the things in charge of the Lucky Immortal Servant Rescue Le Zhengxian Sect must be well packaged, and it must be closer to the direction of the family, and the premise must also have a very touching story to pave the way. We must do a good job of publicity and strive to create a new image of Lezheng Xianmen.

"Elder, he, what is he going to do?" I hesitated a little, and for some reason I felt that I shouldn't bother the elder at this moment.

But Yan Siming was in a good mood, and when he saw Heng Jingyi who was following him, he was in a good mood and waved his pen.

When it comes to this matter, it is really self-defeating that the Heng Jingyi in front of him is self-defeating, but he accidentally loses his horse and knows whether it is a blessing.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, now that your immortal mountain has returned, it can be regarded as a fairy relationship between you and the immortal gate."

"Thank you, Elder-" Heng Jingyi was a little confused, he had experienced so many things at once, and he had seen all the big people he had been looking forward to seeing for hundreds of years, and his brain couldn't hold it. Heng Jingyi is still a little reluctant, now this immortal mountain can only be called a mound, he, he's sorry for the master.

What kind of person is Yan Siming, and when he is happy, he will know after taking a look at Lingshan.

"It's okay, go back and find him an immortal mountain, it's a special approval from Xianmen."

Heng Jingyi suddenly didn't know what to say excitedly, and immediately kowtowed gratefully.

"Well, gather the disciples of the Immortal Sect and go back first-" Yan Siming felt that his whole body was full of energy, and there were too many things to do, "What about one come?" ”