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Along the way, I encountered a lot of carriages carrying other greeting guests, and the scenery of the spirit tribe was strange, and it was very much like the feeling of the elf tribe in modern times.

Whether it is flowers and trees, or customs, it is different from other places.

And because it is easy to see, most of the guests leaned against the window to browse the scenery, and occasionally met acquaintances, and everyone would say hello.

However, the windows of the carriage that Jun Crimson was riding in were neatly closed, and it was quiet inside, which looked quite strange.

When other guests' carriages pass by, from time to time someone will look curiously and guess the identity of the guests in the car.

There seems to be a bit of a buzz in the back.

A carriage twice as large as an ordinary carriage swept past Jun Crimson's car like the wind.

The wind caused the surrounding flowers and trees to fall one after another, as if to salute the people in the car.

Fortunately, after the car was driven, the flowers and trees were back to normal.

Jun's crimson carriage shook slightly, and she opened her eyes.

The Brahman on the opposite side was still sitting there, the eight winds not moving.

Jun Scarlet was originally curious and wanted to look out, but seeing him like this, she held back her temperament.

Just as he was about to re-enter the car, there was a discussion outside from other cars.

"Hey, His Majesty's chariot of the Night Emperor!"

"Really? How do you know? ”

"This carriage was specially prepared by the Spirit Clan for His Majesty the Night Emperor, and the carriage was twice as large as the others, and it had the logo of the flower on it...... I saw it last year. ”

Jun Scarlet's heart jumped slightly, and Fan Xing on the opposite side finally opened his eyes, the two looked at each other, and Fan Xing said softly: "What's wrong?" ”

Jun Scarlet had a look of indignation: "Senior brother, your status is higher than that of the Night Emperor, why don't the people of the Spirit Clan get you a big car?" ”

The corners of Brahman's lips were lightly hooked, which meant a smile: "Scarlet, don't care about these vulgar rites." Practitioners should abstain from hatred, and abstaining from anger is more ...... Everything is light and light. ”

"Oh, okay." Jun Crimson nodded obediently.

The car soon marched to a palace gate.

That palace is a rare tree palace.

A large tree is towering, the top cannot be seen upwards, and the trunk is extremely thick, and dozens of people holding hands can't circle it.

At the bottom of the tree, there are two log gates, the doors are turquoise, and the wisteria flowers are coiled on the doors, which is full of simple and romantic wild fun.

There are doormen and deacons who greet guests at the door, and guests who come here welcome them inside.

When Jun Crimson and Fanxing Xianzun got out of the car, there was a commotion.

"Brahma Immortal Venerable! This is the Brahmanic Immortal Venerable! ”

"I didn't expect him to come this year!"

"Who is this one next to him?"

"It's the first time I've seen Fanxing Immortal Venerable walking with a woman."

"This woman is very beautiful, her temperament is good, she is so noble and elegant!"

"Tsk, this temperament is somewhat similar to that of Fanxing Immortal Venerable......"

Although Jun Scarlet is not famous, there are very few people who have seen her true face.

What's more, her current appearance is almost like a different person when she crossed over, and no one can recognize her.

People talked about it in private, and from time to time one or two sentences reached Jun's scarlet ears.

With a smile on her lips, she stood beside Fanxing, like a pair of beautiful people.

Ye Duling greeted him, and was stunned when he saw such a gentleman: "Are you ...... Crimson? ”

Jun Scarlet smiled and nodded slightly: "Young Master Ye, happy birthday." ”

Ye Duling: "......"

This should be Jun Crimson, and the birthday of people in her era is this kind of blessing.