The so-called Yiren, on the water side, since friends are invited here, how can they not see it.

A moment later, Si Yan Shangjun came to visit.

"Meet the Divine Monarch. ”

"Sit down, sit down, hurry. Zhiqing was not restrained by too many courtesies, and directly beckoned him to sit down, this attitude was very different from the previous in Xianyun Palace. The two hadn't seen each other in a while. Si Yan Shangjun didn't have many scruples, and the little fairy boy next to the railing sat down at the dinner table, retreating left and right, smiling again and again. It's just a gathering of old acquaintances.

"Eh, Si Yan, you said, last time there was just a peach in the prosperous era of the galaxy, why can't they hold it, I have been looking forward to it for so long, I thought it was some kind of heirloom weapon. Si Yan Shangjun smiled lightly, "Zhiqing Divine Monarch, this galaxy is your birthplace, and the place where a divine monarch like you can be born, can the treasures from there be simple." ”

"Hey, Zhiqing Shenjun just likes to be at ease, hasn't the prosperous galaxy been closed a long time ago. Xiaoxian leisurely picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Si Yan Shangjun on the side.

"Don't worry about this, why did Si Yan Shangjun come to this mortal world to have fun, he can't be here to find this immortal. ”

"Coincidentally, I'm really looking for you. Si Yan Shangjun folded the fan slightly, and was happy with the little fairy beside him. Maybe I haven't seen him for many days, and the affairs in the sky are busy, so I finally have time to find my friend, but this friend doesn't know which immortal to play with.

The little fairy boy turned a deaf ear.

"Si Yan, who is the person at the head of the lobby downstairs?"

"Shenjun asked the boy with his attendant at the table just now. She nodded. Si Yan Shangjun pondered for a while, and then responded: "That may be the prince of this princely country." The people of the court of Jihou are the most famous embroidery girl in the country, the so-called purple and red are always appropriate; And this fish and dragon embroidery symbolizes the texture that the royal family will have. This is finely made, the design is ingenious, it must be a custom product of Hongyi embroidery, then it can only be the season of the prince of the country. ”

Listening to Si Yan Shangjun's detailed explanation, Zhiqing understood a little. She looked at this prince, exuding a heroic aura all over her body, Yuer, she shook her head, and said lightly: "This prince, his life should not be extinguished." ”

"Your Highness the Divine Monarch, the destiny of heaven is like this, you and I should not interfere. Listening to the singing and harmony of the two best friends, the little fairy boy was confused, a good prince, why was it suddenly like this. Although Xiao Xian's divine power is not as good as that of his two best friends, he is also an immortal, so why didn't he see anything unusual about that prince of the Hou Kingdom today. The little fairy boy expressed some displeasure, so he simply drank the tea in the cup, pulled up the two best friends, and said, "Okay, the tea is also drunk, do you want to travel with me in the Hou Kingdom." ”

"Then I will give up my life to accompany the immortal monarch. Si Yan Shangjun said. Zhiqing didn't speak, just nodded slightly, but her eyes stayed on the prince's body, and there was regret in her eyes.

"Xiaoxian, don't worry, I'll leave after listening to the play. ”

Ground floor lobby. The prince who was targeted by the three immortals didn't know anything, but listened with great interest to the storyteller's commentary on the story of this hidden god, and watched the girls on the stage dance, holding a wine glass and taking two sips from time to time. The swordsman beside him was dressed in black, his face was expressionless, and he looked like a well-trained master.

After a while, the master lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness, the third prince is here." ”

Seeing that a luxuriously dressed person appeared in the lobby on the first floor, the three people who moved their seats to the railing to watch the play suddenly became interested, as if they were watching something novel. Seeing the people who came, Zhiqing subconsciously raised his eyebrows, picked up the teacup with one hand and took a sip, but his eyes never took half a step.

"Shangjun, who is this?" The little fairy boy didn't know why, and looked at the sharp person sitting next to the prince, he had a hunch that this young man was also a prince and uncle. He put his arms on the railing and leaned towards Si Yan Shangjun, with a look on his face that he had a good show.

"The third prince of Hou Guo, Ji Chang. ”

"My nephew is the prince, and I don't care about the impeachment today, so why do I have the leisure to listen to books here. ”

The third prince sat down beside the prince, and naturally stroked his gown with both hands, although he was talking to the prince, his eyes were looking at the storyteller's stage.

"Why didn't the third prince salute His Highness?" The guard standing beside Ji Qiwen stood between the two with an expressionless face.

"Eh, Ari, how can you be so rude. There are no political affairs under the court, and the palace and the three princes are uncles and nephews, so why bother to salute. Ji Qiwen, who is the prince, does not put on a show, but has a battle of wits and courage to chat with the third prince Ji Chang, and also condemns his own guards for not knowing etiquette.

The appearance of this idle and lazy wind, how can he have the bearing of a Ming Jun.

Zhiqing was in a hurry to see it above, why is the direction of this drama so strange, not the same as what she knows?

Even Si Yan Shangjun frowned, but this little fairy boy was the only one who watched it with taste, maybe it was a series of reversals in his brain.

"Si Yan Shangjun, according to the luck book, this season should be a soft and weak Ming Jun? ”

Zhiqing leaned on the railing, stood sideways, and looked blankly at the vibrant Ji Jiwen below.

Si Yan Shangjun couldn't help but smack his lips, and said in pieces: "Yes, what's the situation." It stands to reason that this prince would not dare to talk to the third prince like this. ”

Si Yan Shangjun, as the god in charge of the world's fortune book, is the most aware of these scattered things, and this time he came with the intention of collecting stars.

If there is a person with high merit but short life in the mortal world, Si Yan Shangjun can come to the world and collect his soul as a star when he will fall, and his soul will bless his descendants for ten years.

"What's the situation, you two just have a lot of things, so maybe when one of the princes vomits blood, it's gone, and you will be happy?"

The little fairy didn't understand the worries of those gods, and patted Si Yan Shangjun's arm vigorously and put it on his shoulder.

"Poof—"

As soon as the little fairy boy's words fell, Ji Qiwen really vomited a mouthful of blood. A sharp blade was inserted into his abdomen, and the bright knife surface reflected the stunned expressions of the three immortals upstairs, Si Yan and Zhiqing invariably gave a thumbs up to the little fairy boy, with complicated expressions.

The shouts of "Your Highness!" downstairs were chaotic, and there were many guards brought by the three princes, although Ah Lie could defeat a hundred, he was still pressed down and knelt on the ground.

The third prince was overbearing, but his expression was not much better, he raised his eyebrows lightly, and the words "What is it?" were almost written on his face to show his confusion.

"Dare Ji Chang! Dare to murder the prince!"

"Huh?"