Chapter 4725

Every body shape and whole body are shining, and all kinds of light wheels condensed by the derivative force shine on the whole heaven.

It makes this majestic figure wearing a mountain and River emperor's clothes a little gloomy.

But any Yan Xian who can come to this heaven will never think so stupid.

The imposing figure of being able to ascend the throne and destroy more than ten emperors with one's own power is far more terrifying than what he revealed.

Looking at the majestic emperor who set foot in the sky, jianwushuang finally saw the true face.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the vast square of the huge hall was extremely tense.

The angry question obviously came from the emperor's mouth.

The little emperor looked up at the majestic emperor standing on the top of the cloud, and said in a low voice, "return to the emperor's father, childe Yan dare not."

"Then what were you doing just now? Do you want to dye blood in Tianting?" It's another interrogation.

Then, Emperor zhenwuyang came to the vast square with endless momentum.

"They are all your brothers. As a prince, you have not set an example at all, but have repeatedly lost your identity. Do you really think I dare not deal with you?"

The Little Emperor didn't say a word, and there was no fear in his drooping eyelids.

At this time, the black robed figure known as Yu Bo slowly came to the emperor zhenwuyang and whispered, "emperor, the little emperor has not made a big mistake, so it's not unforgivable. Deal with it after the banquet."

Wei Yi glanced at the little emperor and then at Yu Bo. He had no choice but to flash in his eyes, "it's all right, let's have a banquet first."

After saying that, he took the lead in entering the main hall, and then ninety-nine old people with colorful lights followed with a smile.

"Good." Hundreds of immortals agreed in unison.

The childe corrects a fierce stare at Chen Qing and others, and then strides into the main hall.

This farce ended with the presence of emperor zhenwuyang.

The little emperor took a deep look at them, and then came to Jian Wushuang and others.

He seemed a little tired and forced a smile. "Let's go. The feast is about to begin."

"Xiaodijun, haven't you hurt anything?" Chen Qing is a little worried.

He shook his head, and then, led by his thin purple robe, entered the hall.

In the main hall, Emperor Zhenwu Yang sat on the throne. On his side, the little emperor with gloomy eyebrows sat on his side.

Yu Bo is like a black sculpture standing behind the emperor.

In the vast hall, those old people who were carrying various light wheels began to sit on both sides in turn, and the first position was just a group of CHILDES in tooth white imperial uniforms.

And Jian Wushuang and others, under the instructions of the little emperor, rose and sat with the six CHILDES, but there was a clear distinction.

Sitting in the misty clouds, Jian had no eyes to look at his nose and his heart, and he didn't care about the examination eyes cast by the CHILDES opposite him.

Then, sitting beside him, Chunqiu lowered his voice and said, "brother Jian, I really didn't expect to come to the heaven of zhenwuyang one day."

"Don't do anything stupid." Jian Wushuang looked at him and smiled.

Chunqiu nodded, "don't worry, I know the importance of this."

In the whispered conversation from time to time, a fairy came from the clouds and presented plates of delicacies and fruits.

Zhenwuyang sat on the throne, looked at the heaven with a smile, and then sent out a more powerful sigh.

From this feeling, Jian Wushuang also knew that this heavenly feast has only been held for only five times since its inception.

It is held every other Chinese year.

Jian Wushuang doesn't know how long this Chinese year is. According to preliminary estimates, it is likely to be the time to see off the ten Milky Ways

Time has long been the most meaningless thing here. After the achievement of Yan Xian, life will be endless. In addition to the destruction, even the so-called Mingming Tiandao can play little role in Yan Xian.

After all, the creation of the main road and the ultimate order in the world are likely to come from a certain immortal.

Those elders who carry various light wheels and whose realm is so high that even Chen Qing feels afraid are the first elders who helped zhenwuyang expand the universe and ascend the emperor. They are deeply trusted by zhenwuyang, and even the seats of the six princes are not as good as them.

It is a privilege for those who can enter the heaven to attend the banquet, so at present, even a humble Yan Xian is in the heaven controlled by zhenwuyang and belongs to the top of the world.

As the table in front of me was gradually filled with delicacies and fruits, people were overwhelmed by the beautiful fairies.

Chen Qing, who sat on the side of Jian Wushuang, stuck his shining eyes on the fairy from beginning to end and didn't leave.

"Guangxianzi, it's me, it's me. Don't you remember me? I'm Chen Qing who controls Jingchuan. Last time we were still listening to fengtaizhong chat."

Looking at the fairy who was bending over to pour wine, Chen Qing talked with bright eyes.

The fairy chuckled, "I don't remember."

"It doesn't matter if you remember. When the banquet is over, I'm still listening to the wind console. How about you?" Chen Qing grinned.

The fairy smiled and walked away with a jade pot without answering.

"There is a play!" Chen Qing let out a low cry, excited.

After listening to the whole process, the sword was unparalleled, smiled slightly, picked up the wine in the glass, and tasted it in a small mouthful.

As these fairies retreated, nearly 30 fairies came by cloud. In the center of the hall, they danced gracefully, and the water sleeves transformed by Yan Li set off the startling Hong's posture, which was extremely gorgeous.

"Brother Jian, I think you should be young, but you have a sweetheart. If not, brother, let me fix it for you?" Chen Qing came up with a glass of wine and a confused smile on his face.

"Goodbye, you'd better worry about your own problems first. My heart has someone, and I will never forget it." The sword replied with a firm voice.

Chen Qing nodded when he heard the words. "Brother Jian's heart is firm. No wonder such a mind can ascend to Yan Xian."

Without answer, looking at the fairy with long sleeves in front of him and the slightly noisy voice around him, jianwushuang unexpectedly sat down at this point.

Chen Qing couldn't laugh or cry. After drinking a cup with Chunqiu, she began to enjoy the dancing posture.

Zhenwuyang sat on the throne and looked at the little emperor sitting next to him from time to time, as if he wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but the Little Emperor didn't seem to feel it at all, but drank the wine cup after cup.

Finally, zhenwuyang didn't resist, leaned over and whispered, "Yan'er, how have you been these years?"

"Back to the emperor's father, life is pretty good." The little emperor opened his mouth calmly, and then there was no following.

"Six days is not too far away. After this banquet, come and stay with me." Zhen Wuyang looked at him and asked again.

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