Luo Hua was originally the kind of inviolable immortal, but with a cute little apprentice beside him, his whole body became different, a little less cold, and a little more merciful.
Yun Xi smiled and looked at him: "Luo Hua, you are getting bigger and bigger."
Luo Hua didn't care about his ridicule, only slightly turned his head and said to the little apprentice: "Xiao Yang, you still recognize him."
Xin Yang raised a round bun face with a sweet and crisp voice: "Master, this is Uncle Emperor~"
Yun Xi's face stiffened. Is it better for him to be younger than Luohua? How could he become an uncle?
But this little girl is indeed very cute, and how she looks like a round face, she is likable.
Yun Xi glanced at Yaoyin with the light, and found that she had always lowered her head, closed her eyebrows and her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
And Luo Hua was also the expression that remained unchanged for thousands of years, his eyes were as light as ever, as if he hadn't noticed her at all.
"Hey, Master, is that Yulu?" Xin Yang suddenly brightened his eyes, pointed to the jade cup on the small square table, and asked expectantly.
Luo Hua nodded slightly, and while leading her inside, he asked: "Although Yulu is good, you should not drink more."
"I know, Master~"
The master and apprentice went straight past them like this, Yun Xi's eyes were secretive, and he finally glanced at Yao Yin, and then moved up to follow.
"The Emperor of Heaven, the Queen of Heaven is here..."
The master came, and the Emperor of Heaven and Empress naturally appeared on the stage. They were surrounded by a group of immortal servants, and they stepped up the stairs to the top.
The five gods gathered together for the first time. For such a grand banquet, the heavens were extremely happy, and there were a lot of polite words. Yao Yin didn't listen to it, anyway, it was a compliment to Luohua's master and apprentice.
On the contrary, Yintong pricked his ears and listened very earnestly. Wuzui was irritated by the side, holding the peaches and muttering constantly, Yao Yin was too lazy to deal with it, and his white elbows were put on the desk against the forehead, dizzy. sleep.
Recently, I was really tired, and I didn't find a suitable solution for the Kunlun Mirror. If it doesn't work, I can only take the risk of urging the secret technique to strengthen the seal.
However, every secret technique has to pay a price, although it will not be used this time, it will inevitably be another toss.
Yaoyin thinks that she can no longer be so entangled with Luohua. The yin and yang twins will be released as soon as possible, and she must move out of Luohua Palace as soon as possible, and live under the noses of their masters and apprentices all day. I don't want to regenerate a demon.
Thinking about this, he fell asleep more and more, his arms crooked, and he almost fell on the counter, suddenly awakened, calmly looking around, but fortunately no one noticed.
"My Goddess, you're awake." Yintong suddenly leaned in and whispered.
Yao Yin covered his lips and coughed slightly, and said in a low voice: "Why don't you call this seat." If someone sees her dignified goddess napping at the banquet, how decent she is, it will affect her image too much.
Yintong opened a pair of big round eyes and asked instead: "My Goddess, have you prepared a gift?"
Yao Yin was taken aback: "Gift? What gift?"
Yintong made a slap in the face of the place where the fairies were sitting: "My Goddess, you think they all brought gifts."
Yaoyin followed her gaze, only to realize that the Sili Xingjun actually... took people to receive gifts one by one, and there was still a voice in the distance:
"Dong Hai Jun sent a pair of Ye Mingzhu."
"Lan Shuishian gave a pair of light shoes."
"Xue Luan Xianjun gave a plant of Snow Ganoderma."
...
Yao Yin was sluggish for a moment, then turned to Yintong: "Are you ready for a gift?"
Yintong's head shook like a rattle, and even the branches and leaves above his head dangled. Yao Yin was silent, then looked at Binglin, who had no sense of existence, "Have you brought a gift?"
Binglin pursed his lips, and then pondered for a while and said, "Otherwise, I will go back and get it right away?"
Yao Yin's heart was broken, and it was too late to make sure. She brought a few magic weapons with her, but those were extremely important artifacts that could not be separated from her.
However, if today's gift is not given, she would be ashamed and thrown out of bounds...
Seeing that Sirius was getting closer and closer, Yao Yin looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on Qing Li, who was mixing elegantly.
She moved quietly to the right, cleared her throat, and said in a low voice: "God."
Qingli turned a deaf ear, unmoved, still adjusting Yulu on his own.
Yao Yin was a little embarrassed, and secretly stretched out his index finger to hook his wide sleeves, and raised his volume a little: "Qing Li Shenjun."
At this time, Qing Li squinted over, his thin lips moved slightly: "The goddess is talking to the monarch?"
Yao Yin's mouth twitched, "Otherwise, who else can I talk to?"
"Didn't the goddess mean that this monarch has been on your black list for at least ten thousand years?"
Yao Yin felt a little pain in his face for an instant, and smiled stiffly: "This is just a joke, so why take it seriously?"
"Oh?" He raised his brows lightly, meaning unknown.
"That..." Yao Yin hid his face with his sleeves, his eyes dodged, and said uncomfortably: "Can the gods have extra gifts?"
Qingli curled the corners of her lips, and glanced at Sili Xingjun who was not far away: "Goddess don't bring gifts for people's birthdays?"
"This seat is just forgotten," Yao Yin firmly refused to admit that he had never thought about it at all, and said seriously: "If the gods have extra gifts, first use this seat."
After a while, he added: "The gift doesn't have to be too good, just look past it, and I will return it to you."
Qingli took a leisurely sip of the prepared Yulu wine: "My lord's things are rare treasures, what are you going to give me back?"
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On the other side, the Emperor and Empress together toasted to Luohua: "How satisfied is the banquet today?"
Luo Hua's expression did not change, but he only picked up the jade cup in return: "Your Majesty, your mother has bothered."
"Master, I still want to drink~" Xin Yang squatted down at the small table, smashing his mouth, staring at Luohua.
Luo Hua bowed his head slightly and looked at her sideways: "Forgot what you said for your teacher?"
Xin Yang drooped his head: "Master said, Xiao Yang hasn't cultivated into an immortal body, so he can't drink more..."
Seeing this, the Queen smiled and waved to Xin Yang: "Xiao Yang, come, the Queen of Heaven will give you something more delicious."
When Xin Yang heard it, he immediately raised his head and looked at Luohua inquiringly.
"Go." Luo Hua didn't stop this time, Xin Yang was very happy, got up and hopped and ran to the Queen of Heaven.
Looking at this scene, Yun Xi couldn't help but sigh: "Occasionally learning from you and raising a little apprentice seems to be a good thing."
Luo Hua's complexion was light, and his lips moved slightly: "What happened to that peony?"
Yun Xi smiled gradually: "What do you ask this for."
"I just want to remind you that you don't need to be too persistent in everything. Some things can't be changed by yourself."
"So," Yun Xi raised her eyes, "What's your little apprentice's answer?"
Regardless of the reincarnation of the heavens, and sheltering a descendant of Nuwa, Luo Hua is far more arrogant than him.
After being silent for a while, he said in a deep voice, "I have already said it.
"You are naturally well-measured. After all, the way of heaven will give you three points. It's just..." Yun Xi paused, and his chin tilted to the left: "Look over there."
Luo Hua looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw Yao Yin's body slightly tilted to the side, Qing Li, always lowering his head, seeming to be discussing something.
His pupils were tightly locked between the two, and the fingertips under his sleeve moved almost inaudibly.
Yun Xi drank a cup of jade dew, and recalled: "I remember this girl used to be so stinky, she always looked like no one looked at it, only when she faced you, she would show her little daughter. But now, I am willing to put down my figure and take the initiative to make friends with other gods. I really have grown up."
The airflow all over his body became colder and colder, Luo Hua curled his eyebrows, retracted his gaze, and slowly spit out two words from his thin lips: "Really."
"Are you worried that this seat will fall back on your account?" At this time, the goddess Yaoyin, who was "smelly ass", was thinking to Qingli about the fact that she must still be able to afford him.
"The Goddess is an ancient relic. There are countless rare and exotic treasures in it. Do you think this seat is not worthy of yours?"
Qingli raised her eyebrows slantingly: "Has the goddess fallen to the point where she needs to change her wealth?"
"I..." Yao Yin choked, Qingli could always hold her speechless!
"It's useless to say more, does God borrow or not borrow?"
Qingli closed his sleeves, and a black carved wooden box emerged out of thin air in his palm.
"Since the goddess is so pleading, this lord is not good for your face, so I will lend you this thing temporarily."
Yaoyin reached out and took the wooden box, but he didn't forget to retort: "Where did I beg, I'm just discussing with you, rest assured, I won't take advantage of you."
Qing Li said softly, "I hope so."
"Fairy Wei Ran gave a feather garment."
Si Li Xingjun's voice was much closer, Yao Yin looked up and saw that he had already received most of the gifts from the immortal family below, and he was about to come to them soon.
At this time Wei suddenly stood up, walked up the stone steps generously, and whispered to Xin Yang who was eating fruit at the Queen of Heaven: "Xiao Yang."
Seeing her sister Wei Ran, Xin Yang ran over obediently and said with a grin, "Sister Wei Ran!"
Wei Ran curled her lips and stroked her little head: "Come and see what my sister brought you."
Xin Yang squinted and turned her head to the side. She had just heard it, and sister Wei Ran gave her a feather garment.
"It's so beautiful!" Yuyi was floating in the air, exuding soft light, and looked extremely fairy.
Looking at this Yu Yi, Yao Yin naturally thought of the one he saw in the Qingli Palace. Fairy Wei Ran was really generous in his actions. Although this clothing is not as good as Qing Li, it is one of the best treasures. The person who created it must be Xiu. Not shallow.
"Do you like Xiao Yang?" Wei Ran lowered his head, seeming to look at Xin Yang, but glanced diagonally here.
Yaoyin is almost certain that she is spying on Qingli.
Since the last time he heard Wei Ran's "sincere and sincere" confession, Yao Yin knew that their relationship must not be simple. The two should have had a relationship, and... later Qingli should have been tragically abandoned.
I have long heard that the fairy lover of Weiran is everywhere in the heavens, and now it seems that the charm is really not small.
Xin Yang's eyebrows were crooked, and when he was about to answer, suddenly apricot eyes widened, staring at the front in a daze, Wei Ran looked back in confusion, but saw a bewitching seven-color petal slowly blooming behind them, like a demon, and beautiful Nothing.
Wei Ran was stunned: "This is... the Seven-Colored Flower of the Demon Realm?"
"Yes, it is the treasure of my demon world, the Seven-Colored Flower." The demon king Chen Yuan smiled and slowly got up and walked up: "The Seven-Colored Flower is rare in the world. Give it to your respected lover, and hope to accept it."
Xin Yang looked at the beautiful flower, wanted to touch it but was a little afraid, so she looked at Luohua as if asking for help: "Master~"
Luo Hua's expression was dull: "Thank you for that." Then, with a flick of her finger, Qise Hua obediently shrank, and flew to Xin Yang by herself.
Xin Yang cautiously held the Seven-Colored Flower in her palm. A pair of Shui Lingling eyes stared at it and looked left and right. It turns out that there are Seven-Colored Flower in the world. She thought that the ancient books are all deceiving~
Yaoyin lowered his eyebrows. The Seven-Colored Flower was the flower of the Demon Realm's royal family. It grows on the banks of the Demon Realm Wangchuan. It only takes a thousand years to produce a petal, and it takes only 7,000 years to get a single plant. Its flower shape is beautiful, like tears, and it is the most bewitching.
But if it's just beautiful, Qi-Se Hua can't be famous in the six worlds. Its real power is that seven-color petals, one color for a lifetime, can make people forget the past and shape the beautiful and beautiful love of the seven lives and seven generations, which is fascinating. Drunk, addicted to it.
Immortals, demons, and demons are all spared.
Unless the state of mind is firm as a rock, the caster will be swallowed by the Seven-Colored Flower; if the state of mind is vacillating, it is bound to be inevitable.
In the previous life, Xin Yang intended to use it to confuse Luo Hua, only to reveal the secret thoughts.
The Demon King was really upset and kind to give such a "big gift".
"Lord Goddess, look..." I don't know when, Sir Xingjun came to the front, smiled and bowed, Yao Yin returned to God, naturally understood his meaning, was about to take out the box Qingli gave, but saw A bright silver whip whirled and flew out suddenly, and then came the faint voice of the person:
"This is a gift from the deity and goddess to Xiao Yang."