"It's a royal palace! No, Heavenly Palace! Yin Tianji's voice exclaimed: "It is worthy of the Zhuxian Palace!" Majestic! ”

Under the steps of the Zhuxian Palace, there is a table, the table is covered with red cloth, and there are white-robed servants sitting in front of the table, and there are slaves standing in front of the table, communicating with the guests who came to congratulate.

Everyone is walking in this direction, like the ticket inspectors of an earthly station.

Every time a guest is received and a congratulatory gift is received, a white-robed servant reads the congratulatory gift aloud, and the servant sitting at the table takes notes.

"Sect Master of the Royal Beast Sect, bring the nine-star spirit beast Pengchi, come to congratulate!"

"The head of the Yu family in the South China Sea, bring the Qiankun Demon Felt to congratulate!"

"Qiu Banxian, a hidden place, bring ten pairs of immortal peaches to congratulate!"

……

This voice came out, which made many people feel the heart of comparison.

This group of immortal banquets is not anyone's children's full moon banquet, and everything that can be taken out is extremely precious.

Although other people's congratulatory gifts are expensive, the congratulatory gifts they prepare are not bad!

All of a sudden, all kinds of treasures that are usually difficult to see and even unheard of were handed over to the servants of the Zhuxian Palace like cabbage, as a congratulatory gift to celebrate the consummation of the spiritual child's crown.

There are also many people who have opened their eyes, never expecting that the monks, whether familiar or unfamiliar, still have such treasures in their pockets.

When Yin Wushuang and the others passed, the white-clothed slave spread his palms, meaning to ask Yin Wushuang what congratulatory gifts he had prepared, and he could give it to him.

Yin Wu flipped his hands behind his back, took out the sugar man of the zodiac sign, and put it in the hands of the white-clothed slave.

The white-robed slave was silent for a moment, picked up the twelve sugar men and looked at them repeatedly, and after seeing whether the sugar men were special or not, the slave thought to himself:

This thing is estimated to be eaten before you can know the wonderful effect, the other party is the master of the double sect, how can he take something that makes the child happy.

So, he said loudly: "Sect Master of the Double Sect, bring the twelve sugar people, come to congratulate!" ”

Rub!

When this voice went out, everyone around them cast curious glances at the Twelve Sugar Guys.

"This sugar man is definitely not simple!"

"I guess there's a mysterious elixir in the candy man."

"I guess Sugar Man can be transformed!"

"Yes, yes, this is very much in line with Sect Master Yin's routine! She's always played cards out of the ordinary! What's more, it's a congratulatory gift for my own brother! ”

These conversations reached Yin Wushuang's ears, causing a black line to descend on Yin Wushuang's forehead.

Sugar people are ordinary sugar people, how can there be such a thing as transformation?

She just looks so abnormal?

Just as she was speechless, a chuckle came from above her head, and the handsome man beside her raised his thin lips and crooked eyebrows.

The world has accepted the fact that Yin Wushuang is a pervert.

If one person pierces the heavens, the world will rush to ask and be shocked at who did it.

If Yin Wushuang pierced the sky, the world would swallow melon seeds and say: Oh, I know.

Therefore, when Yin Wushuang came out with an ordinary sugar man, others believed that this was definitely not an ordinary sugar man, and there must be a secret hidden secret.

[It's all because the owner is too strong, and everyone else is reflexive. In the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring, everyone was also helpless.

If you insist on saying what is the mystery of this sugar man, it can only be said that this sugar man hides the full warmth of the owner.

Some people were helpless and some were shocked, and the white-robed slave holding the twelve sugar men tightened their eyebrows.

So the question is, which classification should these twelve sugar people be divided into?

Snacks when you're bored?

Myodan, when you are injured?

Transform into a mecha candy man in battle?

Hey, that's a serious question.