After saying goodbye to Lord Saint Lord, Yi Guan and others hurriedly went down the mountain, and did not want to stay in the Heavenly Palace for a moment. For them, the earlier they went down the mountain, the sooner they could find Brother Lengyan.

"Haha, after ten years, I didn't expect that I could still stand in this place." The man in green robe laughed and looked at everything around Lingchuan Valley with excitement.

I remember that they stayed here for a few days ten years ago to participate in the selection of the Heavenly Palace. Since they entered the Heavenly Palace and the Medicine Hall, he had lost his mind to leave the palace, thinking that he would stay in that place where no one cares about the rest of his life. Unexpectedly, one day, he came back again and received the breath of the world again. Sometimes he even doubted what was the purpose of entering the Heavenly Palace?

You should know that with their strength, they will be valued, have reputation and power in the mainland. After going to the Heavenly Palace, their cultivation and talent can only be considered as the bottom. From then on, they will fall ordinary times. If it weren't for Leng Yan, they would have been trapped in the medicine hall where birds do not shit for the rest of their lives, and they will never have a chance to stand out.

"Ten years, the changes here are so great." Yi Guan glanced over and sighed. There were not many decades in life. They spent one in the Heavenly Palace. For the rest of his life, he just hoped that the rest of his life would not be as boring as before.

"Hey, brothers, since we are out, we should be happy, don't be depressed, let's go and have a meal first, and then go to the auction house to find Brother Lengyan..." The man in gray robe really couldn't bear to see them like this, so he patted Yi Guan's shoulder heavily and suggested.

"Yes, yes, everyone should be happy. Let's go and fill your stomach first. I hope I can get news from Brother Lengyan at the auction house later." The man in the blue robe nodded with a happy face. In fact, they all knew that they might not get news from Brother Lengyan for a while.

Five days passed in a flash. During these five days, Ming Yihan stuck to Zhiyan like a child, and occasionally surrounded her body domineeringly, and had a good time with her, eating, sleeping, and taking a bath. He always worked for Zhiyan. All she needed to do was to lie on the bed and let him bully her.

"God!" Ming Yihan and Zhiyan were at the critical moment, Qianhe's voice came from outside. Zhiyan's delicate body froze, and her little face turned red, and she refused to continue Ming Yihan.

"Damn it." Ming Yihan lowered his curse, his face looked very ugly. He tidied up the quilt and wrapped Zhiyan tightly. Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at the entrance of the bedroom, "Come in!" The sound was sinister, which made people shivered for no reason.

Qianhe walked in with a tough forehead, holding a stack of memorials in his hand. Under Ming Yihan's sharp gaze, his whole body was stiff and unbearable, but he had to force himself to calm down.

"God, this is a memorial handed over by all the ministers. I beg the Emperor to go to the hall to handle the affairs of the demons..." Qianhe said, and knelt down with a thud with a pleading look on his face.

Ming Yihan's eyes were cold and sharp, and fell on him like a knife. However, Qianhe made up his mind and did not move until he died, and was in a desperate situation.

This was the fifth time he had come to ask the Emperor to come to court to preside over the affairs of the demon clan.

Zhiyan was in the quilt, and a dark light flashed through her water-like eyes. She glanced at her little mouth. She didn't want to be a vixen who deceived the master. No, she must drink it well today and talk to him.

Ming Yi looked at Qianhe coldly, with a dangerous curve on the corners of his lips, his voice was cold, and it seemed like a glacier erupting, with the momentum of destroying everything. "If you don't need to report to me in the future, what should I do, I will do it with my own sense of responsibility!"

Under the intimidation of the Lord, Qianhe retreated again, and this time he might also return in vain.

As soon as Qianhe left, Zhiyan got out of the silk quilt. Her delicate and smooth cheeks were stained with two red glows because she had been holding them for too long, which made her look even more charming and charming. Ming Yihan's eyes suddenly became hot, and she stared at the little man's delicate and delicate lips.

Zhiyan was so guilty that she was staring at him with a burning gaze. She was afraid these days. Now she wanted him to go to court and go out and walk, otherwise she would doubt whether her waist would be dissipated.

"Ahem, that, should you go out and pick up some things to do?" Zhiyan started negotiations after coughing twice.

"Why, Xiao Yan'er also wants to help them bully this emperor?" Ming Yihan raised his eyebrows and showed a look of grievance on his face.

Zhiyan's lips were twitched, bullying? Who bullied whom?

"Hmph, do you go or not? If this continues, do you think the demons can tolerate my existence?" Zhiyan hummed lightly, her attitude was originally tough, and when she said the next sentence, her momentum suddenly dropped. Yes, can they really tolerate her existence?

The demon race has always resisted death and was afraid of each other. But now, he is with himself, a human woman all day long, and even ignores the affairs of the demon race.

Ming Yihan's eyes sank, and his face became serious. "Don't worry, I will solve everything. You just need to be with me with peace of mind." Ming Yihan patted Zhiyan's beautiful back and comforted her gently. What should come will come. Some things are time to solve. "Be good, get up first for breakfast. I'll take you out to disperse later. I want to see if they can make a difference?"

No one can disobey what he decided to do. Since he decided to marry Yan'er, no one could stop him.

The main hall of the Ice Palace is majestic, majestic and domineering. The porcelain-white glazed bricks cover the entire floor. The cool breeze blows, the purple gauze floats, and the hazy mist lingers and swells, like a fairy, like a fantasy, like an infatuation.

The golden pillars stand in the hall, guarding ice sculptures, and ice sculptures are decorated with lotus flowers on the ground. The whole scene is simple and luxurious.

On the high position, the man was lying slanted on the collapsed side, his blue eyes were deep and unpredictable, shining with shimmering light, like a waterfall, tilting the ground, his skin was white, enchanting and charming, and he squinted his eyes and looked at the kneeling ministers in the hall.

"The Lord takes back the decision!" A red-haired and white-browed old man took a step forward and said respectfully to Ming Yihan above, his voice full of pleading.

"Please take back the decision!" The collective shouted, his body leaning down, expressing their strong opposition.

"Rareless, whom I am willing to marry, can you decide?" Ming Yihan was furious, and his long sleeves blew, and a golden pillar fell, and a loud noise of the earth shaking. Everyone's hearts shrank fiercely, but they were still stubbornly unwilling to get up, allowing the golden pillar to smash the spiritual power cover and land on them.

"Puff puff puff puff..." A sound of vomiting blood sounded on the field, and many demons' bodies were hit, and the blood in their bodies surging, and they couldn't help but spit out.

"Please take back the decision!"

"Please take back the decision!"
Chapter completed!