The Yingxian Hall made a temporary banquet hall today, and the wine fairy fruit fish poured in, and the fairy girl stood beside her, waiting for the banquet to start and go up to dance.

When the two of them entered the Yingxian Hall with different thoughts, they saw that there was an extra seat next to the main seat of the Emperor of Heaven, and the one sitting in that position was undoubtedly Xuantian.

This kind of favor undoubtedly gives the supreme honor of the Xuantian God, and in the entire Ninefold Immortal Heaven, only the Xuantian God has such qualifications.

In the past, when the Yingxian Hall was deliberating, the Emperor of Heaven did not set up a seat for Xuantian, but Xuantian had always never sat down on the grounds of different identities, so in the hundred years after his disappearance, the Emperor of Heaven did not know if he was annoyed that he left without permission, and withdrew the position.

Now it's a reset, and Xuantian doesn't know why he is willing to sit down.

This envy and jealousy hated Zong Li, and that position had always been the place he wanted to sit. It's a pity that he can only watch from afar.

The god of fire didn't have any expression, and after sitting down, he began to eat the fairy fruit and drink the elixir jade dew with an indifferent face.

The hundred immortals all brought a flattering smile, and they couldn't stop toasting to Xuantian, but unfortunately, they were just singing a one-man show.

Because Xuantian not only didn't say a word, but he didn't even raise his eyelids to look at anyone.

Such an arrogant posture has never been seen even by the Emperor of Heaven.

Zong Li secretly sneered, found his own position and sat down arrogantly, and did not stammer Xuantian like others, but he was not a big person, and no one noticed his attitude.

"A hundred years ago, the gods of Xuantian were in retreat because of physical discomfort, so they retreated and cultivated, and now they are out of the customs, which is really the blessing of my heavenly realm......" The voice of the Emperor of Heaven slowly came down from above, and the hundred immortals were silent, and they listened respectfully.

Xuantian picked up the elixir and jade dew on the jade table and took a sip lightly, he didn't notice the taste, but suddenly remembered that a certain gluttonous cat liked to drink these things the most, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and tasted it again.

The mouth is sweet and delicious, but it's okay.

I didn't pay much attention to what the Emperor of Heaven said later, but I heard an immortal monarch suddenly say: "Now the demons of the Six Realms are rampant, and the Second Realm of Demons has formed an alliance to resist my Heavenly Clan, and its ambition is so ambitious, it is really a disaster for the common people in the world, and my Heavenly Realm has lost General Meng De, and now it is suitable to lead troops to resist the demons, and there is only the Xuantian God, fortunately, the God has returned from retreat, and I don't have to worry about the alliance of the two realms of demons." ”

"Yes, yes, since the Second Demon Realm went against my Heavenly Realm, how many creatures have been killed indiscriminately and mutilated in my Heavenly Realm? His behavior is nothing short of frenzied. Another Immortal Monarch also said with a look of righteous indignation.

"Now that the gods of Xuantian have returned, there is no chance for them to be arrogant."

"What about the Demon Venerable Demon Emperor, even if the two join forces, they will definitely not be the opponent of the Xuantian God."

"I'm ...... in the Celestial Realm"

Xuantian's faint audience was full of discussions, as if the protagonist in that sentence was not him, and there was no expression at all.

Neither spoke nor spoke, and the immortals did not feel embarrassed, after all, they were used to his coldness.

As the first person in the Six Realms, he naturally has the qualifications to be cold.

Zong Li didn't think so, seeing that everyone respected Xuantian so much, and Xuantian was still high, he was uncomfortable, and this discomfort directly made him can't help but subconsciously open his mouth and dismantle the sentence, "I'm afraid, our gods are on the side of demons." ”

The immortals were stunned for a moment, and they all turned their heads to look at him. Some of them were thoughtful, and naturally they quickly thought of how the gods of Xuantian had maintained the demon princess in the past.

In addition, he left suddenly a hundred years ago, and now it sounds better that he went into retreat, but in everyone's hearts, they are as clear as Spiegel about the real reason for his departure.

It's just that if the war between the two realms and the demon realm has not really stopped today, and the gods of Xuantian still need to be in charge to subdue demons and eliminate demons, everyone will naturally follow the words of the Emperor of Heaven and treat him as if he was going to retreat and recuperate.

But everyone was clearly quite engaged, but someone who didn't know what to do suddenly interjected in the middle and said what they were most worried about, annoying him at the same time, everyone also wanted to see the attitude of the gods in Xuantian.

This is also the thing that the Emperor of Heaven is most concerned about, after all, a hundred years ago, Xuantian probably resented him in his heart because of the matter of inviting the moon, so he did not say goodbye, and when the Heavenly Realm and the Demon Second Realm fought later, he never came forward to help the Heavenly Realm.

Now that a hundred years have passed, I don't know if he still cares about this in his heart.

Everyone was silent again, stopped all movements, and waited for Xuantian's answer with burning eyes.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, I saw Xuantian slowly tasting the elixir and jade dew in his hand, and he didn't have the slightest intention to express it, and some people's eyes gradually became more irritated and angry.

"God?" Some immortals had the courage to remind him that it was not a big deal not to take them seriously, but the Emperor of Heaven was also waiting for his answer. Dream Literature Network

"......" Xuantian still didn't react.

"Xuantian God?" The immortal next to him also frowned and followed the prompt. I couldn't help but guess in my heart, could it be that he was drunk?

"Huh?" As if he had heard someone call him just now, Xuantian raised his head indifferently, looked at the suddenly quiet immortals with a hint of puzzlement and confusion in his eyes, paused slightly, and then spit out two words, "What's the matter?" ”

"......" immortals.

Feelings, you were just in a daze? They boasted about patting their sycophants for a long time, and they were all nullified?

But if you want him to have a clear attitude, this kind of thing can't be asked at will, after all, this kind of question is equivalent to doubting others.

So the immortals turned their gaze to Zong Li again, hoping that he could repeat what he had just said.

Zong Li met everyone's gaze, sneered in his heart, "a group of cowards", and then stood up from his seat with a righteous and fearless face, looked at Xuantian, and was about to open his mouth to repeat the previous words again, but he couldn't help but bump into the other party's cold eyes.

Like falling into an ice cave, Zong Li couldn't help but shiver all over his body, and an invisible pressure suddenly seemed to be pressed down from the top of his head, pressing his throat for a long time, he couldn't say a word, and his body was even more uncontrollable and he sat back again.

Seeing that he hadn't said anything, everyone sat back down, and couldn't help but withdraw their eyes in disappointment.

Xuantian's gaze was withdrawn for a long time, Zong Li came back to his senses after realizing it, his back couldn't help but swish in a cold sweat, seeing that everyone didn't react, he was slightly startled, and then buried himself in drinking, not daring to look up at it again.

Everyone else is fine, which means that Xuantian did not exert pressure, but just one look made him so frightened that he couldn't move, and his strength was really unfathomable.

He ascended late, in fact, he didn't participate in the battle between the Six Realms and the demon god Chi Minjun 100,000 years ago, and he didn't know how strong Xuantian was in that battle, so like Meng De, he felt that others were boasting about Xuantian like that, and it was suspected of exaggeration.

It wasn't until that look in his eyes just now that he really realized that it was not unreasonable for the Emperor of Heaven to respect and be jealous of this person so much.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at Zong Li, who wanted to speak but stopped, squinted slightly, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, and then when he didn't know what to do, he gestured to the fairy boy on the side, and the fairy child immediately called the fairy who had been standing on the side for a long time to come up and dance.

The fairy mist was swirling, the fairy music sounded, and a group of fairy Ji Lian in pink dresses moved out, posed for dance, white silk fell out of thin air, and a white figure appeared, with a white veil covering his face, a pair of soft and weak eyes, sparkling, and glanced at Xuantian with affection, and then retracted his gaze shyly and timidly.

The waist is slightly swinged, the toe of the right foot is lightly touched on the knee, the upper body is slightly tilted, one hand is placed on the side of the ear, and the other hand is lightly tapped on the waist flower drum, which coincides with the fairy music played by the musician.

The music officially entered the main topic, and the white figure suddenly moved, and the dancing sleeves flew like an epiphany blooming for a moment, and then closed, and the figure stepped on the idea of weaving through a group of backing dancers in pink dresses.

All the immortals looked at it, but Xuantian was still concentrating on tasting the contents of the cup, as if nothing could affect his interest in drinking.

The Emperor of Heaven couldn't help but say more beside him, "Today's leader in the dance is the princess of melancholy, and she danced this dance specially for you, don't you want to take a look?" ”

Xuantian raised his eyes and glanced at her, then fixed his gaze on her silver hair, and his brows frowned slightly for a moment before he let go.

Worriedly, he turned around, and just happened to bump into Xuantian looking at him, a touch of crimson flashed on his face, and then he quickly lowered his head.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at the interaction between the two, and his mind turned slightly, and now that Ying Yue is dead, if Xuantian is concerned about this, then he can solve many of his worries.

Let's dance.

The dancing girls were about to retreat, but the Emperor suddenly said to the sorrowful: "The sorrowful princess danced amazingly, it was really good, let you dance, I really wronged your identity, come, look at the seat." ”

The fairy child next to him seemed to have been prepared, so he moved a small chair and placed it next to Xuantian.

Xuantian's face was expressionless, but the immortals below whispered, and the sorrow was also an accident, "Thanks to the grace of the Emperor of Heaven, let the sorrow have a place to return, the dance is just to please the Emperor of Heaven, the gods and the immortals, I really can't get on the stage, and I sit in that position shamelessly." ”

"This seat is given, you can sit down with peace of mind, it just so happens that God does not like others to be close, if you can, you will be asked to pour wine for God." The Emperor of Heaven laughed harmlessly at humans and animals.

"In this way, sorrow is offended." Worried and happy in his heart, but his face was ashamed, but the emperor's order was difficult to disobey.

After bowing slightly, he sat down worriedly, then raised his eyes, looked at him tactfully, and said softly: "God, it's been a long time." ”

"Hmm." Xuantian nodded lightly and didn't say much.

Sorrow could clearly be noticed, he seemed to be more indifferent than before, but thinking about the reason why he hadn't seen him for a hundred years, so the gods were alienated from him, Sorrow didn't bother much, and quickly got up to hold the cup and poured wine for him.