Chapter 171: Eating hot pot with the Three Holy Mother

"Yes!" the straw hat boy continued respectfully, "Emperor Gou Chen said to take a look at that Blood River Old Demon, and by the way, see if the Zixuan Fairy that the emperor likes is qualified to be the crown princess of my Gou Chen Heavenly Palace. ”

Speaking of this, the straw hat boy couldn't help but grin at the corners of his mouth, and looked at Yang Hua with some narrowness, as a person who had been following Yang Hua, he knew Yang Hua's embarrassing situation quite well.

This is a typical "King Xiang has a dream goddess and no heart", although his own prince has the heart to seek the phoenix, but the girl is determined to kill the demons, and there is no intention to talk about the private affairs of the children.

Fairy Zixuan often said that "the Demon Sect is not destroyed, why is it home." ”

"That's what I said, I haven't talked about the Zixuan Fairy yet, my father is here...... Don't do bad things with good intentions!"

Yang Hua went through the initial joy, but at this time there was a faint trace of worry in his heart, he knew that although his father was gentle and elegant on weekdays, but he was actually very domineering in his bones, if he came directly to Shushan, with his own power, even if Shushan was the head of the entire Righteous Path Alliance, I am afraid he could only give in.

It's just that as Yang Jiao's son, the prince of Gou Chen Tiangong, he must be unhappy in his heart when he gets the Zixuan Fairy in his heart in this way. Frowning, Yang Hua opened his mouth and asked, "When will my father come, is there an exact time?"

"This ...... Emperor Gou Chen ordered that he should not follow him, so Tianji Hall did not know the exact time, but His Royal Highness Gou Chen had always been resolute, and it should be in these two days. The Straw Hat boy speculated.

To be selected to follow Yang Hua, the straw hat boy not only cultivated to reach a golden immortal, but his kung fu of figuring out people's hearts is naturally outstanding.

"Recently?" Yang Hua muttered to himself, pondering in his heart: "Father is very affectionate, he hasn't seen his aunt for many years, and there is a high chance that he will come to Huashan directly to visit his aunt this time, but maybe for the sake of insurance, I will go to Shushan." ”

After thinking for a moment, Yang Hua clapped his hands and said to the straw hat boy: "I'm going to Shushan now, you will stay here this time, if your father comes here first, you can tell him that you don't have to meddle in the affairs between me and Fairy Zixuan." ”

"Prince, I ......"

As soon as the straw hat boy heard this, he wanted to speak, but he saw that Yang Hua had already flown up, turned into a streamer and disappeared on the boulder.

Seeing Yang Hua disappear, the straw hat boy showed a wry smile on his face: "Alas...... I hope His Royal Highness Gou Chen won't come here first!"

......

"Good boy, it's only been a few years since he came out, and his guts are so fat, he dares to ask him not to interfere. ”

At the foot of Huashan, Yang Jiao immediately scolded after listening to the straw hat boy's words, but the smile in his eyes showed that he was in a pretty good mood at this time.

The straw hat boy lowered his head at this time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he didn't dare to reply at all.

"Okay, you go to Shushan to find him, and by the way, tell him that I don't have time to take care of his mess for the time being. Yang Jiao waved his hand casually.

"Yes, the minister is retiring!" Seeing this, the straw hat boy immediately retreated, flew into the sky with a ray of light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"This kid ......" Yang Jiao shook his head, then glanced up at the mountain, where a fairy in a cyan gauze robe was floating from the top of the mountain.

"Big brother!" A pleasant female voice full of joy came, it was really Yang Chan.

After hundreds of years in the WTO, today's Yang Chan is no longer the Hongchen Xiaobai who just came out of Nuwa Palace, but even after experiencing the baptism of Hongchen, she still maintains her original kindness.

"Third sister!" Yang Jiao looked at his sister and smiled happily, turned over his hand and took out the gift he had prepared before.

"Ah, this is-" Yang Chan looked at the dark red guqin in her eldest brother's hand in surprise, the love in her eyes was overflowing, and she didn't care about the fairy demeanor at the moment, and stroked it with both hands, "This is ...... 10,000-year-old agarwood, golden immortal dragon beard?"

"It's not that simple. Yang Jiao smiled slightly: "This is a rare commodity found in the big tent of the Jiao Demon King after the South China Sea War, called the Prison Cow Agarwood Qin." It is said that it was once used by the prison cow of one of the dragons, and this agarwood is not ten thousand years old, but a million-year-old agarwood sacred wood. ”

"100,000-year-old agarwood sacred wood?" Yang Chan's face was even more joyful when she heard this, and she gently hugged the guqin from Yang Jiao's hand.

"Let's go, go and sit down in your shrine!"

Yang Jiao saw that Yang Chan was happy, and his heart was also happy, and then he walked towards the top of the mountain.

The so-called "immortals fight mortals suffer", such as the Dongsheng Shenzhou Blood Wing Demon Sect, although it is protected by the Righteous Path Alliance, most of the people are still miserable.

And no matter how the Blood Wing Demon Sect raged, it never dared to have the slightest presumptuous at the foot of Mount Hua, so according to folk legend, the three virgins of Mount Hua have boundless magic power and vast magical powers, so the Demon Sect retreated, so they moved their families and settled down at the foot of Mount Hua.

Because of this, Yang Chan's incense in the Temple of the Virgin Mary is also at its peak, although she is not on the list of gods, and she doesn't need these incense wishes for cultivation, but looking at such a grand occasion in her temple, it is inevitable that she will be happy in her heart.

The peach blossom forest on the top of Huashan Mountain is always in bloom all year round, and it is extraordinarily gorgeous.

Of course, such a grand scene is because of the immortal means, but mortals have no chance to appreciate it.

At this time, the two brothers and sisters Yang Jiao and Yang Chan were sitting in the picturesque peach forest, casually talking about some things.

Yang Chan stroked the prisoner cow agarwood, the sound of the piano was curling, making people intoxicated, even if Yang Jiao was a guy who didn't understand the rhythm, he couldn't help but feel relaxed when he heard it.

After the song was played, Yang Chan tapped the strings with ten fingers, looked at her eldest brother with a smile, and asked, "Is it good?"

"That's good!" Yang Jiao smiled with a smile.

This song is called "Nian Jun", which was made by Sister Lingxin, and the eldest brother can hear the thoughts in this song. Yang Chan looked at Yang Jiao, her eyes overflowing with a strange smile.

"This ...... cough cough ......" The smile on Yang Jiao's face suddenly suffocated, and he quickly coughed twice, and changed the topic: "You play so well, let's do another song." ”

Yang Chan's eyes had already turned into a crescent moon with a smile, and she said softly, "Big brother really can't hear it?"

"Your eldest brother doesn't know the rhythm, and you don't know it. Yang Jiao waved his hand casually and said, "Let's not talk about the piano, let's talk about eating." This time, I'm bringing a good thing. ”

The so-called brother and sister are connected, Yang Chan saw her brother's appearance, she didn't know that he already knew, but she just pretended to cover up, as a younger sister, some things can only be pointed out, after all, there is an imperial concubine in Gouchen Tiangong now.

Yang Jiao waved his big hand, and there was suddenly a big table in front of him, and there was a big hole in the center of the table, and a copper pot was embedded in the hole, and the pot contained most of the pot with water.

"What is this?" asked Yang Chan curiously.

Yang Jiao didn't answer, just flicked his fingers, and a red light burst out from his fingers and attached to the bottom of the pot.

After a while, the water in the pot gradually boiled, Yang Jiao saw this, turned over his hand again, sprinkled a large handful of pepper seasoning into the pot, and then waved his hand again, and there were many meat rolls with rare beast slices on the table, and countless dishes packed up by Xianjia Zhenzhi.

"This is a hot pot, which was recently researched by a foodie under my command, and it tastes quite good. Yang Jiao smiled slightly, took out a few bottles of wine, and threw the dishes into the pot.

After a while, the strong sound spread with the boiling water vapor, so that the Three Holy Mother, who did not eat the fireworks of the world, couldn't help but swallow her saliva.