Chapter Twenty-Eight: So I Still Have a Father! (Above)

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At the entrance of the huge palace hangs a small sedan chair with glittering golden light.

Although it looks quite gorgeous, the sedan chair that can only accommodate one person is extremely stingy compared to the temple gate that can accommodate three or four trucks in parallel.

However, when the person in the sedan chair spoke, Li Shenjun, who was still nesting in the Taishi chair, jumped down from the chair, looking at the golden sedan chair, his face had changed color. After a while, she realized her gaffe, covered her mouth with a chuckle, and said again: "I really can't imagine it, it seems that this Lingguan Hall ...... In a popular phrase, it's really a litter of 'rotten people'......"

"Li Shenjun, what does it mean to hurt people by exporting?" The originally peaceful voice of the man in the sedan chair had already brought out a trace of Xiuyun's anger at this time.

"It's wrong......" Li Shenjun chuckled again, and he didn't know what spell she used, Ren Song on the side finally saw her outfit clearly, with a low neckline and high waist, short clothes and long skirts, and half an arm. This girl surnamed Li is a stick? The costume is very similar to the national costume of Goryeo on TV, but it is slightly different. Those who don't know history naturally don't know that in the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago, there was a Chinese costume called a skirt.

However, Ren Song didn't have the heart to study any dresses at this time, all his attention was now focused on the golden sedan chair outside the door, and the words of the person in the sedan chair just now kept echoing in his ears: "Catch my son?" …… Arrest my son...... Catch me ......"

This coward was a little dazed at this time, and kept persuading himself in his heart. It's not what people said just now, don't get excited, he's seen the golden sedan chair. It seems that he has been stopping at the City God Temple before, and according to Chen Ju, it is a spiritual officer who is looking for his son...... "Either it is not me, or I have recognized the wrong person!" Ren Song said to himself secretly.

"I was indeed wrong!" Glancing at the golden sedan chair opposite, Li Shenjun, who was wearing a long skirt, sneered and said, "It's not a 'rotten person'...... Be...... Rotten God ......" The woman with a mocking face continued: "By the way, Zhou ...... Spiritual officer. You should have asked me what I meant by being sad! Although it is a bit reluctant to say that you are a god, you still have the name of a heavenly surveyor......"

She was known for her harsh words in the Supervision Yuan, plus today's incident. made this social supervision god monarch feel extremely bad, and he naturally spoke ruthlessly.

didn't wait for the man in the sedan chair to speak, but he heard the supervising god monarch continue to speak: "I really can't imagine that there is a well-known honest person in the Lingguan Palace. Mr. Zhou, who can't beat a fart with three sticks. actually learned from other people's private mortal worlds, married wives and had children. ”

Speaking of this, Li Shenjun suddenly paused, turned his head to look at Ren Song and said with a smile: "It's really a dragon giving birth to a dragon, a phoenix giving birth to a phoenix, and the mouse son will make holes, no wonder this kid looks like he is cowardly, and he talks in a yin and yang tone, but it turns out to be your son." Hee-hee. It's a fun tight! ”

"What?" Hearing what she said just now, Ren Song, who was shocked, struggled to shake off his eyebrows and grabbed his hand. The woman in the skirt shouted, "Dead stick, what did you just say?" ”

Before he finished speaking, the back of his neck hurt, and his eyebrows raised again. Ren Song, who was carried in mid-air, waved his hands and feet, stared at Li Shenjun with a pair of eyes, and asked again: "What did you just say...... I am...... Who's the son? ”

"Alas! ......" In the golden sedan chair, the man sighed, although his voice sounded, grabbing the green eyebrow chick who was cowardly and fell to the ground softly, in the main hall, a gust of wind blew, and then, Ren Song, who had not yet figured out the situation, had already arrived outside the main hall, standing next to the golden sedan chair, and when he raised his eyes, he just saw Li Shenjun in the hall, her hand was stretched out in the air, her sleeve was broken, her snow-white arm was exposed, and the expression on her face was a little angry and a little embarrassed.

Just now, the person in the sedan car suddenly snatched Ren Song, although this Li Shenjun also wanted to stop it, but it seemed that he did not succeed.

"You can't beat me!" The man in the golden sedan chair who was called Mr. Zhou by Li Shenjun suddenly said, and his voice returned to the elegance and gentleness of just now: "Although my position is much worse than yours, if I really want to do it, I also use a popular saying that if the combat power of the Lingguan Hall is one hundred, the Supervision Yuan is only afraid that it will not even be five, so ...... Let me take my son away......"

Elegantly retracted his left arm, straightened the long skirt and some scattered buns on his body, Li Shenjun was a little surprised in his heart, although he knew that the head of the Lingguan Palace, Wang Evil, was extremely powerful, but he didn't expect that even the Lingguan under him was so powerful, this guy surnamed Zhou was at most a civilian person, and he was not an opponent.

"I didn't want to fight!" She regained her smile just now at this time: "However, even if you take this kid away, it's useless, I have reported this matter to Taishan, and my emperor already knows about it......"

Glancing coldly at the sedan chair that was not moving, Li Shenjun continued: "Zhou Ying, you can't blame me for this matter, who made this guy stuffy on weekdays, and asked you to say nothing, did you hurt your son now?" ”

"What do you mean?" The man in the sedan chair asked.

"You probably don't know!" Li Shenjun walked out of the main hall with a smile and came to the small sedan chair, and then continued: "Originally, such a thing as giving birth to a son in the mortal world, the heavenly court has been a trend over the years, and there are many illegitimate gods, and the Qinglong Xingjun who has the most fathers is afraid that his son in the world will suffer, but he colluded with other gods to agree privately that every time an illegitimate god son is born, he will give him a god card in the shape of a jade pendant. ”

Gently patted the sedan pole, and the glamorous woman in a gorgeous dress continued: "Of course, a stuffy person like you who can't get a drop of blood with a three-awl will definitely not know, and he also likes to pretend to be Mr. Taoist, and he doesn't interact with the gods, so there must be no such thing...... So, don't blame me for this. ”

"Shut up, my son Ren Song is not an illegitimate child, he ......!" The man in the sedan chair seemed to be a little excited, but for some reason he always hid in the golden sedan chair and refused to show his face.

"What! …… What the? …… What ......" Hearing the sentence "My son Ren Song", the cowardly standing next to the sedan chair shouted excitedly three times, but the words behind him couldn't be said anyway, and a violent breath rushed into his brain, he only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and he only felt that he had never been so resentful in his life.

But I didn't know what I was resentful, I only felt the anger in my chest, glared at the sedan chair with red eyes, and only said: "It turns out that I still have a father!" And he threw himself headlong back......

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )