Yue Lao was so angry that his old face turned red, and he didn't even use honorifics, he really wanted to tie the red rope in front of him to this immortal who was doing evil and had a calm face.

Qianwan choked and threw the book aside disapprovingly, "It's better not to talk nonsense here, but since the immortal monarch's wedding has been canceled, the god still has some things to do, and he has to go back to the Temple of Light." ”

After that, he sat on Tengyun, looked at Yue Lao, and waved his hand, "Let's talk when I have time." ”

Joking:......

After Qianwan left, he opened the last page of the book, picked it with his fingertips, pulled out a trace of smell from it, and twisted his beard proudly, "Fight with me, see how the old man cleans up your girl this time." ”

Anyway, he has been in this heavenly realm for hundreds of thousands of years, which is more than the thousand years old child who knows more.

Though......

He can't beat Qianwan, who is the god of light.

After all, she was the daughter of the supreme god of light, Jia Ye Qiansheng, and her mother was the famous Qingling envoy in this heavenly realm.

This kind of super CP makes him a scum fairy with negative combat power, how to compete?

Yue Laomo sighed, thinking that when the God of Light and Qingling made a big wedding, the matchmaker was still him, how could he give birth to such a little girl who specializes in breaking marriage.

Qianye, who was lying on Tengyun, yawned, then turned sideways and continued to lie down.

When he arrived at the Temple of Light, he took out the heavenly fruit from the wedding room and ate it with relish, took a bite of the overflowing juice, and hooked his lips with satisfaction, "If you want to say that this heavenly fruit is really delicious prepared by the immortals when they get married, and it is not in vain that I often go to the immortal wedding in this heavenly realm." ”

But......

Why did the old man say that he had broken the marriage of others?

I really don't know what to say.

Qianye shook her head, stretched out her hand and pinched a trick, and the flower spirit in the hall turned into a soft rattan bed, and then jumped up, sat up, supported it with one hand behind her head, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Thinking that my father and mother went to the West Sea this time, it would take more than a month to come back. It's okay for her to do anything, just go out again these days to have fun, to see where there is a wedding banquet, and to get out that day.

It's delicious......

Before I knew it, I really fell asleep.

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As if she was woken up by cold water, Qianye frowned, opened her eyes in great displeasure, and was about to ask out loud who dared to disturb her rest, but was shocked by the scene in front of her.

In the dimly lit yurt, the smell of blood was a bit strong.

In front of her, a woman in a tiger skin was staring at her fiercely, holding a cold water in her hand.

It's human.

And it's an extremely ugly-looking human being, Qianye pickily looked away, and suddenly opened it again, with a shocked and angry expression.

Only then did she realize that she was covered with heavy shackles and couldn't move at all.

Who dared to sneak attack while she was asleep, cultivate her to a seal, and then throw her into this nether realm?!

"General Liu, I advise you not to struggle anymore, hand over the defense map quickly, and save your life." The ugly woman's voice was cold.

Qianwan glanced at the woman lightly.

Snorted coldly.

How dare you be so contemptuous of this god, this ugly and ignorant human being!

"Commander Huyan, the king is looking for you!" A small soldier outside the door shouted into the yurt.

"Got it!" The woman called the leader of Huyan replied in a rough voice and threw the whip to the ground, "You guys, keep an eye on Liu Qianwan, I'll interrogate you later." ”

Qianwan moved her fingers, trying to pinch the law to untie the shackles on her body, only to realize that she was really all cultivated and sealed, and her face became more and more ugly.

Just as he spoke, there was a microwave ripple in the yurt, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed, and I saw a person coming from the clouds, holding a book in his hand and a wine jug pinned to his waist.

The immortal family that can do such a riotous thing as decorating Tengyun with peach blossoms, I'm afraid there is no one else except Yue Lao.