Chongguang said with a smile: "Lingguang Divine Monarch is the unifying spirit of the Southern Seven Residences in the Constellation of the Stars, and the Seven Residences under her command are all transformed by the Heavenly Stars, and naturally they are different from the birds of the mortal realm. It's just that the phoenix queen is riding under the seat of the Queen Mother of the West, and she is deeply pleased. There is a person in charge of immortality in the position of the Queen Mother of the West, which is similar to the Lingguang Divine Monarch's introduction of immortality, and the Queen Mother of the West is the head of all the female immortals, so the Lingguang Divine Monarch will naturally not refute the face of the Phoenix King. ”

After hearing this, Jin Heng coughed lightly and said, "How do you hear that this phoenix queen is a little suspicious of climbing high branches?"

"Regardless of whether there is such a suspicion or not, at least Lingguang Shenjun has given enough affection to the Queen Mother of the West. Chongguang said with a smile: "The Southwest Phoenix Clan and the Four Seas Dragon Clan are both extremely revered by mortals in the mortal realm, but they are nothing above these nine heavens. If you like this tea, next time this king will directly ask the Queen Mother of the West for some. ”

"Ahem, cough, ahem, ......" Jin Heng was raising his glass to taste tea, but he was so frightened by Chongguang's last sentence that his hand shook, and he poured down a mouthful of tea, choking him almost suffocated. How dare a star monarch of the Six Divisions of the Southern Dipper dare to bother the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, one of the Four Emperors, to personally go to Kunlun Immortal Island to ask the Queen Mother of the West for a letter of tea from the mortal realm, isn't this death?

Chongguang saw Jinheng coughing, and hurriedly said, "Xingjun, is this a cold?"

Jin Heng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, the real king, the little god has taken his leave first." ”

"Farewell?" Chongguang heard this, and hurriedly got up and said, "Just now, the divine servant came to report, saying that you have something important to discuss, why are you leaving now?"

The little god suddenly remembered that there were still some important things to deal with in the house. Jin Heng panicked and turned around. "After dealing with it, let's talk to the true king slowly. ”

"Xingjun, don't be busy walking yet. Chongguang walked around the table and paced in the direction of Jin Heng, conjuring up a red silk thread with good texture in his palm. "This king met the red god of joy that day, and the god of red joy said that Xingjun, you have to come out and walk around more recently, and there will be happy events coming to the door, and he also gave this king a red silk thread, please this king must personally hand it over to the star ......"

Jin Heng hadn't finished listening, his expression had already changed greatly, he couldn't care about much, and after saying "little god faux pas" to Chongguang, he pinned the red pen to his waist with his backhand, and ran out of Shenxiao Jade Mansion with a smoke, where is there still half a minute of usual stability?

Qing Ling was waiting outside the hall, and when he saw Jin Heng running out of the inner hall in a hurry, he hurriedly called Jin Heng, and found that Jin Heng didn't hear it, so he hurriedly chased Jin Heng out of the Shenxiao Jade Mansion.

Jin Heng didn't dare to stop for a while along the way, and looked at the cloud path before stopping after a cup of tea.

"Xingjun, what's wrong with you?" Qing Ling asked as he stroked his chest.

After Jin Heng glanced back at the Shenxiao Jade Mansion, which was already far away, he exhaled with relief and said, "The Red Joy God asked the True King to bring me a red silk thread ......"

"Red Joy God?" Qing Ling's head didn't turn around, and he asked suspiciously.

"It's the old man under the moon!" Jin Heng said helplessly: "I don't know what medicine he took the wrong medicine when he went to Laojun's Tushi Palace recently, and he always likes to send me red silk threads, which makes me very annoyed." ”

"Isn't the red silk thread the marriage thread?Red Xishen is going to be a matchmaker for Xingjun you!" Qing Ling finished speaking, looked at Jin Heng and smiled meaningfully.

"Who wants him to marry me?" After hearing this, Jin Heng's face was full of indignation, and he said: "This month, the old man loves to worry about it......"

"Who cares about it?"

Suddenly, a soft and charming voice sounded in the air, interrupting Jin Heng's words. Then, a red dress fluttered and landed right in front of Jin Heng.

When Qing Ling saw this red dress, he was so frightened that he hurriedly hid far away.