In front of the "dust platform", shake your sleeves lightly.

Looking at the fog clouds around him, he lowered his eyes for a moment, as if something was also like a fog cloud, quickly withdrawn from his mind.

There was a dull ache in his chest, like a thousand horses stepping on, and he still couldn't remember anything.

This time, he didn't feel angry, he just felt strange. The only way to go to the "Dingyuan Palace" is to ask the Moon Court clearly.

After the "Falling Dust Platform" is the "Chongxian Bridge", the familiar road is different from the mood of the last time.

He swung his shirt and walked from place to place. During this period, there was no shortage of Xian'e who cast admiring eyes, but they were still avoided by his cold feelings.

Stepping into the "Dingyuan Palace", it happened that Yueting was holding a red brocade box inlaid with gold flowers and wanted to go out.

"Oh, why did Lord Lianjun come back? Aren't you going to personally go to celebrate the birthday of Chitose in the West Sea Pingshui?"

“......”

Looking at his appearance, it naturally doesn't look like it!

Short-lived again, came back from the catastrophe?

couldn't help laughing dryly, raised his sleeves, and put the brocade box in his arms back on the table on the side. During the whole process, he didn't dare to move the two big eyeballs away from the god in front of him, for fear that he would not match any of the tendons, so he reprimanded him again!

Before God makes a fuss in this trouble, he still needs to be coaxed happily!

Knowing that he came to ask for an explanation, he was also surprised!

Whoever went down to the mortal tribulation was recorded according to his scroll!

He can't handle it!

In the past few days, he has not been idle in the "Dingyuan Palace"! either sorting out the scrolls or exploring his blank scroll history, but he has never had a clue!

"I want to know~ How did I get back this time?"

"You forgot again?" Yue Ting asked in surprise, and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Always keep it in your heart: restrain your emotions and don't get angry. This god is not easy to mess with, he still needs to endure it from time to time!

How do you know~ After a while, he didn't usher in the angry voice of Lord Lianjun, but listened to his voice and sighed!

"It's not going to be beaten again, is it going to be killed?"

"How can you...... How can ~ every time like this~" The back voice became smaller and smaller, and he felt that he had no confidence! Looking at Lianjun's helpless appearance with his eyelids raised, he also hesitated, pursed his lips, and then again, "Don't worry! You wait! You wait!"

Obviously, Lord Lianjun was very calm, but this time he didn't have emotions at all, but he panicked!

If he still blows his beard and glares at him as usual, he is still used to it!

It's so quiet, but he is not used to it.

Yue Ting stared at him unswervingly, and was about to raise his wrist and pinch his fingers. After moving his fingertips a few times, he pulled the corners of his mouth and let it go.

"Come on, I'll obediently find it for you, the scroll that memorizes the mortal hours!"

Touch the back of your head and shake your sleeves.

Why did it go wrong?

Isn't this here to smash the signboard?

Check ~ he check ~ Examine......

After reading it for a while, this time it was even whiter than the previous volume! There were not a few words! Don't memorize it!

Waste reels!

"It's really weird!" made him lose his mind, sighed, and turned out of the "Dingyuan Palace", raised his hand high, reflecting the colorful spiritual light of the nine heavens, shining again and again!

But on the scroll, there was still no reaction.

"What's going on?"

"I'll tell you the truth! The last time I looked at your time axis, I found many blanks! I didn't remember anything! This time~" He didn't want to say anything, he had never seen such a strange thing, and threw his hand into his arms, "You count it yourself, and there are a few words!"

Suddenly feeling aggrieved, his hands nestled into his sleeve robe.

How did you end up with such a master!

Although he is a little immortal who is in charge of mortal marriage, the time axis of the heavenly gods has been all falling one by one in the face of the spiritual light of the nine-fold zenith, and it is not under his control!

To put it bluntly~ He's just a time runner.

Who made this one in front of him a god?

He can't bring him a young lady from the beginning!

There was only one line of big characters written on the scroll, "Bai Chenxuan, household registration floating pass, disciple of Lingyun Sect." 』

"What's going on?"

"It can only be said that it is not a mortal thing, so it will not be recorded in the history of this mortal scroll!" He thought for a long time, but he didn't understand it, "But you obviously went to the mortal world to go through the tribulation, can you still run to other places!"

“......”

Yue Ting shrunk his sleeves and glanced at him sideways, "These eyes of yours!"

"What's wrong with my eyes?"

"It seems to be much brighter!"

"My eyes have always been good-looking!"

I really don't want to discuss these things with him, and I don't leave them, all of them are words of praise for myself.

"Okay, don't think about it, when I turn around, go to my master and ask for you!"

“...... Well. ”

"Since you're back, don't go!" I know him too well! If I don't take the opportunity to knock him, I feel very uneasy! "Tomorrow, Xihai Pingshui will have a thousand years of life! I have to bring you a gift!"

"I see!" replied, but his heart was tied up and tied up with doubts.

......

West

It belongs to one of the four seas in the four seas and eight wildernesses, and it is also one of the most important territories, and the successive monarchs have governed this area well, and the monarchs who have passed on to this term are even more sympathetic to the people around the West Sea, so that the West Sea has been calm for 20,000 years, and the life of the surrounding people has also been very stable.

"I heard that Chitose Pingshui is going to pass the throne to His Royal Highness Beiche, the second son, on the birthday banquet. His Royal Highness Wing Feng was extremely dissatisfied with this. ”

Just listen to Yueting nagging in his ear!

What does it have to do with him?

Tear open the folding fan in his hand, snorting and inciting.

He was more concerned about whether he would get bored here!

"Look at it~ That one is the Nine Heavens War General Guangsong Lotus Monarch Meng Lanfeng!"

His footsteps stopped instantly, and his brows tightened slightly.

As the first beautiful man in the Nine Heavens, he has no shortage of admiring eyes wherever he goes.

But there are only those who don't take him seriously!

A blue skirt slowly walked by his side, and the figure was a little familiar!

Meng Lanfeng shook the folding fan lightly and cast his gaze.

Yue Ting took advantage of the situation and moved towards his ear with a congratulatory gift, "It's the first time I've seen it, and there are fairies who don't even look at you!

Lowered his eyes and glanced at him, "Let's go!

The spiritual light in the "Porcelain Hall" swirls, and the pattern of water waves is reflected on the top inlaid with spars, which looks extremely noble. Compared with this, it seems that his "Qinlian Palace" is elegant and simple!

All the immortals present raised their glasses to wish Pingshui a thousand years of life.

If it weren't for the fact that thousands of years ago, he had fought against the demon spirit clan in the Huaishui Leaf Cave with Chitose Pingshui, and he had fallen into some friendship!

Dare to go up again~ Xihai is ready to pass on, it is really better to find an identity and go down to the mortal tribulation immediately!

Feeling that his ears were tormented, he had to pick up the small wine glass on the table, drink to relieve his boredom, and wait for the end of the show!

As soon as the rim of the cup touched the thin lips, the figure dangled in the crowd.

Meng Lanfeng frowned in surprise, where is it? Where is it~ He had seen her?

The blue skirt, the willow leaf bent eyebrows, the unsmiling, looking down on all beings.