The staircase of ice crystal condensation slowly stretched from above the palace to the feet of the Chu River and Chonglu.

Chonglu was the first to step on.

The Chu River followed, but saw an invisible thrust coming towards the Chu River.

"Heh, look down on us, and the threshold?" Chu He's face remained unchanged, and the hole flute in his hand was simply used to hold a beep, but in fact, he couldn't blow at all, and stabbed forward gently.

Chu He's penance, which has been cultivated for many days, condenses Chu He's pure immortal yuan, and with the blessing of brute force, it is like an immortal pestle, gently piercing the film.

The thrust turned into a howl, slid against Chu He's side, and lifted Chu He's long hair.

Thundered!

The earth on the left and right began to bulge rapidly.

The giant mountain is abrupt, like a pair of huge stone palms, trying to sandwich the seemingly small Chu River in the middle and scatter it.

Chu He made a move, holding the Dinghai Divine Needle in his hand, his expression was wide, where was the cloud and the wind was light before the half-point.

"Sentence Dragon! Stop!" The empty voice echoed on the top of the mountain, and the person who spoke was in the palace on the canopy, but it was as if the voice of the words came down from the clouds.

The abrupt mountain collapsed back into the mountains, as if nothing had happened.

However, Chu He did not put away the Dinghai God Needle, but waved it in the air.

I saw that above the clouds, the sky was shattered, the light was splashed, and faintly starlight was extradited down in the daytime, draped over him and Chonglu, with a different kind of sacredness.

Chu He has never been weaker than others in his life.

He has always been the only one who plays others, and today he can still let others play it?

Clothed in starlight, stepping on broken clouds.

Chu He crossed Chonglu and walked into the palace first.

Above the main hall, a middle-aged man with a long beard wearing a black black royal robe sat cross-legged on the cloud bed.

On the left and right, there are still three people standing.

One woman and two men.

Emperor Zhuan's face was elegant and handsome, so he seemed to deliberately grow a long beard to cover up a little bit of his face, making him look more majestic and solemn.

His earlobes are slender, different from ordinary people, as if they are the image of a so-called saint.

And the woman and the two men also have their own characteristics.

Among them, the woman was dressed in green clothes, and her face was also wearing a majestic and terrifying mask of the skull of a strange beast, and she could not see her true face, but she could only see the two green snakes ring around her ears. And the green qi under his feet is not only full of inspiration, but also has a faint sound of killing, like two green dragons twisted into a ball under his feet.

The other two men have similar faces. One of them held a willow whip with a double bun on his head, and beside him was a green ox made of vines, with a serene and gentle expression, and a green feather coat.

The remaining man is holding a pair of Hushan Ling, which looks like tokens and is earthy. There are five long earthy yellow snakes wrapped around his body, and they are like snakes. Creeping at his feet is a dragon beast with a dragon's head but shaped like a pangolin.

Among the three people, the woman was no stranger to the arrival of Chu He, and the only eye that could be seen was calm as autumn water, without waves, and she didn't seem to care at all.

The man in green smiled at Chu He with a kind expression.

And only the man with the five snakes wrapped around his body had a slight hostile expression.

Therefore, it is already clear who was blocking him from entering outside before.

"According to legend, Xuan Ming was in charge of the northern military affairs and was the main killer. And with Jumang as the wood, he is in charge of cultivation and logistics. With Julong as the soil right, he is in charge of security and internal affairs. It seems that these three people are Xuan Ming, Ju Mang and Ju Long!" Chu He had a speculation in his heart, but he just smiled, held the hole flute in both hands, and bowed his hand slightly.

"The disciple of the Yuan Shi Tianzun has won the river and has seen the master of the Kongsang country. "There's nothing to be shy about, just show it backstage.

Today's Zhuan is not the co-master of the world.

Therefore, his apparent identity is only the lord of the Kongsang Kingdom.

Before he could speak, the dragon said, "Why should you participate in this human world?"

Chu He smiled slightly and said: "Although I am apprenticed to Yuan Shi Tianzun, I am still a child of the Blue Bird Clan of Shaohao Kingdom, and now I am under the jurisdiction of Chonglu. How can I not be qualified to take care of this human matter?"

"I dare to ask Tuzheng, now that the lord of Kongsang has not spoken, why should he replace it?" Chu He said and directly punished his heart.

Julong was not stupid to get home, and after being slightly sluggish, he suddenly reacted.

But seeing that sentence Mang replaced the slightly flustered sentence, Long responded with a faint smile: "Why should the visitor be so persecuted, since he regards himself as a servant of Chonglu, why should he replace him?"

But it was to bounce back Chu He's words.

Chu He did not panic at all, but continued to speak righteously: "We are guests, and you are the masters. This place is full of thorns, and I, as an attendant, of course, have to cut through the thorns and open the way for the leader. But you are the Lord, and the Lord has not spoken, but let the dogs bark wildly, how can you be hospitable?"

Chu He was stunned for a while, and it was simply a style that didn't take Zhuan in his eyes.

Is this what it looks like to hug your thighs?

This... Yes, of course!

There are many people who mistakenly think that hugging their thighs is kneeling and licking, and as long as they lie down and lick, they will be done.

Not really.

Suppose you're a billionaire, do you remember anyone who doesn't do you any good, but only occasionally comes over and snaps a picture of your ass?

What's more, in a high position, you are usually vigilant, and the more you deliberately curry favor, the more subconsciously the other party is estranged, lest you be a villain with a 'honey-bellied sword' and secretly harm him.

On the contrary, Chu He seems to be intimidating.

But there is a level, a level.

It's not about scolding the streets, it's about showing your talents and means.

With an extraordinary background and a suitable human background, he can rely on his tongue alone and use his own strength, and it is difficult for the two generals under the command of the Emperor to deal with it.

Doesn't this attract the attention of Zhen Xuan and cherish his talent?

Of course, this kind of performance of meeting and being scared is a test of the stomach of the 'receiving' party.

If it's the kind of boss who has no ability himself, but has a small belly... This kind of practice must be GG, and it is not as practical as patting on the back. Therefore, specific problems should be analyzed in detail, and they cannot be copied.

After Chu He was stunned, his expression did not show the slightest wildness, but he was still modest, bowing slightly to Zhen He, and then used a very peaceful and... With an equal gesture, he said: "We have come with good intentions, and we are supposed to form an alliance. If the lord of the kingdom does not like it, we should depart. But if there is unity, why not have a feast and give wine?"

There has never been a customer who has ever asked for a drink.

This is actually the goodwill that Chu He took the initiative to release.

Although it seems a little tough.

His beard shook, and then laughter filled the four fields.

The long beard was like layers of waves swaying.

"Okay! Sentence mang! Set up wine, give a feast!" Zhu Xuan followed Chu He's words, and there was no displeasure in his face and tone, but there was an attitude of appreciation.

At this time, Chonglu Fang came out from behind the Chu River, took off his mask and greeted Zhuan.

No matter how Chu He whitewashed, he even described this meeting as an alliance.

But Chonglu knows it in his own heart.

She is here to take refuge in Zhuan, as long as she is sealed and Zhurong, that is, she has completely become Zhuan's subordinate, and her posture is high, and she may not have a good time in the future.

With a wave of the willow whip.

The verdant color, the wandering vines, began to climb all over the hall.

Rattan tables, wooden benches, straw trays, flower bowls...

With a wave of his hand, they were combined in this hall.