Someone called them behind them, Qing and Shenxun glanced at each other, and continued to walk forward as if they hadn't heard.

The man didn't give up, and when he saw that the two people didn't look back, he trotted two steps to catch up, "I said you two, you are deaf, and the official told you not to hear it!"

Qinghe looked at him lightly and looked him up and down.

Blue embroidered clothes, wearing a jade crown, although the appearance is plain and ordinary, but the temperament is elegant.

Qinghe looked at this dress a bit like a civil official in a costume drama, just now he called himself his own official, it seems that he is a minor official of the god clan, but he doesn't know what kind of official it is.

"I said why are you two so unruly, the palace banquet is about to start, you don't wait, you know that you are greedy and lazy!"

Feelings: This is to treat them as fairy children Gong'e.

Qinghe glanced at what he was wearing, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like a subordinate's dress, could it be that this person was blind?

The blind little immortal official looked at the two of them condescendingly, and said in the posture of the Jade Emperor, "The palace banquet is about to start, you are still stunned here, if you neglect the gods, I can't spare you!"

As soon as he lifted his robe, the corners of his eyes were about to rise to the sky: "Let's go, this official will take you to Gongshan Yayuan." ”

Seeing the two of them standing still, the little immortal official said angrily: "Go faster! If you can't keep up, I'll drag you there by the ears and let you lose face!"

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and drove the clouds one step ahead.

Qing and Shenxun looked at each other, and could only follow the little immortal official to the palace mountain garden.

After two pillars of incense, I finally arrived at the place.

On weekdays, it only takes a pillar of incense to travel away, and it is delayed twice.

Qinghe got lost three times halfway, twice was blocked by clouds and mist and didn't see clearly and bumped into Xianzhang, once he recognized the wrong person, followed people to a fairy palace, and when he opened it, he saw that it was a man's soup pool, full of white flowers, that was called a stimulus, and Shen Xun immediately dragged Qinghe away for three thousand miles.

Finally found Miyayama Yayuan, Qinghe stood outside the door with a pale face, frowning, and the bulging bag when he hit the fairy ridge above his forehead had not disappeared.

She looked blank, joyless and sad, until Shen Xun touched her twice, she blinked her eyes and looked at him.

"Stupid?"

Qinghe said to him seriously: "In the future, my house must be concise and clear, and signs must be installed at every intersection, even if it is just a small brick, there will be no duplicate." ”

Shen Xun said earnestly: "It's good that you have this mind, but shouldn't you change your idiot's fault?"

Qinghe turned his head back as if he hadn't heard it, and Shi Shiran looked at the little immortal official in the fairy palace who was serving tea and pouring water and complimenting him everywhere.

The Quartet gods who participated in the palace banquet were all gorgeously dressed, their faces were ruddy, and the delicacies and immortal tea and wine on the table were all exquisite, and the fragrance fluttered all over the world, and it reached the nose of Qinghe, the wine putty, and it was suddenly a little fluttering.

The little alcohol addiction in her heart was hooked out in an instant, and her footsteps involuntarily stepped into the main hall, and went straight to the smell of wine.

It's a pity that the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and as soon as the little immortal official saw the two of them, Fang Cai's groveling immediately disappeared, and he turned to Qinghe's side and said angrily: "Why did you come! Quickly pour wine for all the gods and monarchs, hurry up!"

Qinghe was hooked by the smell of wine and didn't have the heart to listen to Xiaoxian Guan's order at all, so he only let out a random "um" and walked towards the table.

I don't know if it's the reason of the god realm, this wine is always much more mellow and sweet than the wine of the human world, Qinghe was about to pick up the wine glass and plan to drink a glass secretly, only to hear a shout and shake her to her senses.

"The Wind God Monarch has arrived!"

When everyone who was talking and chatting heard this, they immediately stopped chatting, and they all bowed their hands to the door and said, "Welcome to the Wind Divine Monarch!"

The little immortal official was even more well-behaved, and he didn't dare to raise his head, for fear of losing the rules, and he would be punished by the god king.

Qinghe stood in the corner, there was someone in front of her, no one noticed her, she turned to look at the Divine Monarch, her eyes widened.

Shen Xun was also very surprised, he looked at the Shufeng Shenjun intently, and said to Qinghe: "I guess you don't know the situation in front of you, right?"

didn't hear a response, Shen Xun looked at her, only to see her staring straight ahead, her eyes deep and complex, as if she was thinking, and as if she was simply watching a person.

In the face of everyone's worship, the Shufeng Shenjun looked cold, walked to the seat in the center of the front and sat down, tapped the table with his fingertips, and did not say a word from beginning to end.

Everyone was not surprised, and each got up to return to his place, beckoning the boy next to him to pour wine.

The one closest to the Divine Monarch raised his glass and said with a kind smile: "Everyone, the return of the Divine Monarch to the Divine Realm is the luck of my Divine Realm, this cup should be honored by the Divine Monarch, the dragon will return to the Nine Heavens, and return to the Divine Realm!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank it all.

The little immortal official was not qualified to be seated, and He Qing and Shenxun stood in the corner waiting.

He was in a good posture, meticulously dressed in his robe, and looked ahead with full attention.

Qinghe rolled his eyes and asked him, "What is the origin of that Shufeng Divine Monarch?" I see that you have a lot of respect for him. ”

The little immortal official glanced at her and said, "You're new here, right?" Let me tell you, this Wind Divine Monarch is very big, you little palace ladies had better not ask, lest you invite death." ”

Qinghe lowered his eyes and stopped asking him.

The palace banquet has begun, and the gods and gentlemen will drink and talk happily, and the fairy who plays music and dance will show her sleeves and postures, showing the grace of the divine dance.

The seat was full of fresh fruits and wine, but Qinghe was not interested at all, she only looked at the Shufeng Shenjun on the high seat, her hot and focused eyes could not be ignored, and even the little fairy official couldn't help but look at her twice.

The same eyebrows and eyes, the same facial features, the difference is that the Shufeng Shenjun in front of him, who is exactly the same as Qi Rongchang, is not dressed in red, his expression is indifferent, he has lost the evil charm of the past, and he has a completely unsmiling and cold image.

Shen Xun whispered to her, "Do you want to test the temptation?"

Qinghe looked at the Shenjun in the audience, "Now is not the time. ”

She looked at Shen Xun: "Do you know where the Divine Tree is?"

Shen Xun hesitated for a moment and said, "I know that I know, but when I came to the God Realm, it was hundreds of years ago, and I don't know if the location of the God Tree has changed now." ”

Qinghe: "Take me there." ”

Shenxun: "Now?"

Qinghe nodded.

"Okay. Shenxun: "Follow me." ”

Quietly took a few steps back, away from everyone's sight, towards the palace gate.

As soon as he walked to the door, he was about to step out of the main hall when he heard a low magnetic voice behind him: "Two of you, where are you going?"

Qinghe paused and stopped in place.

The familiar voice that has not been seen for a long time stirs up a thousand waves in my heart.

Qinghe slowly turned around and raised his eyes to look at the Wind Divine Monarch.

The two lines of sight are facing each other, like an ancient well without waves, dripping into a drop of rain and dew that breaks the dead silence, flowing into the mood and disappearing.