By the Jiutian River, next to Yaochi.

The little boy saw the green lotus glowing with a faint golden light, and quickly called the venerable, "Venerable, the venerable Supreme Immortal..."

The wind rose under his feet and towered over the faint clouds.

"You naughty boy, you are so magical that you can manipulate the blue clouds and come down." Respect waved his hand gently, and the child fell from the clouds.

"Exalted Immortal, it's that, the green lotus is glowing with golden light." The boy quickly reported. His duty is to keep an eye on the green lotus in the Yao Pond and make it live forever. This concerns His Highness, and it's not a big deal.

, then the soul will fly and be annihilated.

Your Highness is the most noble person in the six realms. Immortals go through calamities, and even your Highness is unavoidable.

I hope that this catastrophe in the human world can make His Highness safe and sound, his immortality greatly increased, and his short-lived love...

The Venerable looked at the child, knowing what he was thinking, and shook his head silently. He was too young, how could he understand such love? If His Highness in the Immortal Realm respected the will of the Emperor of Heaven, there would be no need to go through tribulations.

Even Emperor Mingxuan, if he hadn't been too obsessed with it, why would His Highness have to suffer in the lower world with him.

Whether it is his luck or his destiny, there is a certain destiny.

Just like this bronze mirror, it fell into the six realms of reincarnation, but...

Even if the wind and clouds are stirred up and the battle changes, the fate is fixed and the fate has not changed.

"Shangxian?" The child saw the venerable being absent-minded and shouted softly.

He still had to rush back to look at Qinglian. If something happened, no, he had to go back quickly.

"What are you doing standing here? Why don't you go back?" The Venerable said in a low voice and glanced at him.

The kid ran away quickly.

In a flash, he returned to the Yaochi.

Qinglian has returned to normal at this moment and no longer shines with golden light.

The child scratched the back of his head, his eyes blistered, and he thought about it: The Venerable didn't reply to him just now.

Didn't he run away in vain?

Alas, this brain is not very bright.

Forget it, let’s take a good look at Qinglian.

…

"Li'er," Xuanji Shengzi looked at Feng Muli taking a nap on the tree stump and couldn't help shouting. He actually wanted to pick her up and make her sleep more comfortably.

"Ah, Master." Mu Li opened his sleepy eyes and said drowsily.

"Aren't you going back to Feng Mansion?" Holy Son Xuanji said.

"With the master here, we can naturally protect their lives." Mu Li smiled faintly and leaned towards the tree trunk. He was originally sitting, but now it was better and he lay down directly.

"The King of War is coming back, the border has been decided, and a hundred-year non-violation agreement has been signed. I'm afraid your marriage will be sealed." The Holy Son of Xuanji looked at her calmly and said indifferently.

"Master also hopes that Li'er will marry Prince Zhan?" Mu Li was a little funny, but also a little disappointed. Didn't the master say that he would take him back to Lingshan, so why did he break his promise to her?

Humph, a master can never be sure of what he says.

The Holy Son Xuanji looked at her and suddenly laughed, "The King of War is not bad either. Although the scar is a bit more hideous, his figure is not bad, and he has no intention of being strong. I will entrust you to him as my master, so don't worry."

Mu Li glared at the master in displeasure, a look that made him wish for thousands of years: This hateful master just wanted to get rid of her disciple who loved to hold things back.

Hey, Mu Li always forgets to pay attention to the key points. The master has never seen the true appearance of Prince Zhan, so how does he know that he has ferocious scars?

This little girl is quite smart, and compared to the master in her thinking, hey, she's not even a hair short of it.

By the Jiutian River, next to Yaochi.

The little boy saw the green lotus glowing with a faint golden light, and quickly called the venerable, "Venerable, the venerable Supreme Immortal..."

The wind rose under his feet and towered over the faint clouds.

"You naughty boy, you are so magical that you can manipulate the blue clouds and come down." Respect waved his hand gently, and the child fell from the clouds.

"Exalted Immortal, it's that, the green lotus is glowing with golden light." The boy quickly reported. His duty is to keep an eye on the green lotus in the Yao Pond and make it live forever. This concerns His Highness, and it's not a big deal.

, then the soul will fly and be annihilated.

Your Highness is the most noble person in the six realms. Immortals go through calamities, and even your Highness is unavoidable.

I hope that this catastrophe in the human world can make His Highness safe and sound, his immortality greatly increased, and his short-lived love...

The Venerable looked at the child, knowing what he was thinking, and shook his head silently. He was too young, how could he understand such love? If His Highness in the Immortal Realm respected the will of the Emperor of Heaven, there would be no need to go through tribulations.

Even Emperor Mingxuan, if he hadn't been too obsessed with it, why would His Highness have to suffer in the lower world with him.

Whether it is his luck or his destiny, there is a certain destiny.

Just like this bronze mirror, it fell into the six realms of reincarnation, but...

Even if the wind and clouds are stirred up and the battle changes, the fate is fixed and the fate has not changed.

"Shangxian?" The child saw the venerable being absent-minded and shouted softly.

He still had to rush back to look at Qinglian. If something happened, no, he had to go back quickly.

"What are you doing standing here? Why don't you go back?" The Venerable said in a low voice and glanced at him.

The kid ran away quickly.

In a flash, he returned to the Yaochi.

Qinglian has returned to normal at this moment and no longer shines with golden light.

The child scratched the back of his head, his eyes blistered, and he thought about it: The Venerable didn't reply to him just now.

Didn't he run away in vain?

Alas, this brain is not very bright.

Forget it, let’s take a good look at Qinglian.

…

"Li'er," Xuanji Shengzi looked at Feng Muli taking a nap on the tree stump and couldn't help shouting. He actually wanted to pick her up and make her sleep more comfortably.

"Ah, Master." Mu Li opened his sleepy eyes and said drowsily.

"Aren't you going back to Feng Mansion?" Holy Son Xuanji said.

"With the master here, we can naturally protect their lives." Mu Li smiled faintly and leaned towards the tree trunk. He was originally sitting, but now it was better and he lay down directly.

"The King of War is coming back, the border has been decided, and a hundred-year non-violation agreement has been signed. I'm afraid your marriage will be sealed." The Holy Son of Xuanji looked at her calmly and said indifferently.

"Master also hopes that Li'er will marry Prince Zhan?" Mu Li was a little funny, but also a little disappointed. Didn't the master say that he would take him back to Lingshan, so why did he break his promise to her?

Humph, a master can never be sure of what he says.

The Holy Son Xuanji looked at her and suddenly laughed, "The King of War is not bad either. Although the scar is a bit more hideous, his figure is not bad, and he has no intention of being strong. I will entrust you to him as my master, so don't worry."

Mu Li glared at the master in displeasure, a look that made him wish for thousands of years: This hateful master just wanted to get rid of her disciple who loved to hold things back.

Hey, Mu Li always forgets to pay attention to the key points. The master has never seen the true appearance of Prince Zhan, so how does he know that he has ferocious scars?
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