"It's good if the prince is satisfied, it's good if he's satisfied."

After saying that, the old ancestor Hongjun laughed.

But when Fu Chen raised his eyes slightly, he deliberately raised his voice three points: "I am satisfied with such a reputation-free Nine Heavens. I will be satisfied. I will send it back to the ancestor tomorrow at a moment of spring night tonight."

This sentence shocked everyone in the Tai Chi Hall, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Why, Xu Jiuchongtian does not care about credibility, and my disciple is not allowed to act willful?" Zhao Yue smiled slightly and looked at the three people sitting in front of them. "The three of them here are important officials of Jiuchongtian and elders of Kunlun Palace. I only remember to remind the Heavenly Lord to point out a marriage to my disciple and match a prince with a dancer, but I don't remember that the top of your Kunlun Palace rankings will be satisfied unconditionally by three wishes?"

She looked at the knife with her eyes, swept the three people in front of her, picked up the wine pot beside her, and poured a glass of wine on her own: "The wine in Kunlun Palace is good wine. Is it not so accurate to take it or not."

The old ancestor Hongjun tightened his hand holding the crutch a little. Looking at Zhao Yue who was fully fired in front of him, he was both happy and nervous. When Xuanyuan Sword was born, he was unable to go to the Nine Heavens to personally see the Moon Master's demeanor of dominating the world. It has always been a very regrettable thing. Unexpectedly, he could witness it in Tai Chi Hall in just three or five months, which really made him feel quite moved.

The naughty little girl 300,000 years ago finally grew up.

It would be even better if the Emperor could see him with his own eyes.

There was a strange and unusual atmosphere in the suddenly quiet hall. Mo Chuan hugged his chest with his hands, lowered his head, and said nothing. Ning Yu Shangxian pursed his lips and sat there, as if he was not planning to answer Yue Zun's words.

Until the low voice of the ancestor Hongjun came with displeasure: "I don't like to hear what the Immortal Lord said. I treat the Immortal Lord with the Kunlun Palace. Could it be that I can't even get a good person's evaluation?"

Zhao Yue smiled even harder, looked up at Mo Chuan and Ning Yu Shangxian, and chuckled: "If it were said that the god Mo Chuan was the Heavenly Lord who had the order to take charge of his disciple's life, and the person who squatted on the trees outside the living yard every day would be that he would have been pruning branches and tobacco leaves for that poplar in this deep winter month, and he would have been practicing for two months?"

She smiled faintly, looked at Ning Yu who had already been sitting there stiffly, subconsciously moved her body back for a small step, and sighed lightly: "What do you think? Ning Yu's immortal?"

Seeing that she was silent, Zhao Yue smiled even deeper: "The trees outside the courtyard are too high and it is difficult to rest. Ning Yu Shangxian was so hard to prune branches and leaves during the day, and she actually slept on her head at night. She is very dedicated to her job."

A little sweat oozed out of Ning Yu's hands, and he lowered his head and didn't lift it for a while.

Zhao Yue looked at her appearance and sneered: "Look, the gods in the Nine Heavens are really irresponsible. You, a superior immortal, have been monitoring this ancient god for so long, and still hope that I will not discover it? It would be too naive. Everyone here, let alone you, Ning Yu, the immortal, even the ancestor Hongjun, knows what he did when he stood there at any time."

Her slightly narrowed her eyes and with a great aura, she reduced the pressure of the entire Tai Chi Hall a little. Even Huangquan, who pretended to be sleeping beside her, felt that Zhaoyue had really truly had the aura of a great god at this moment.

She has always hated such occasions and also hated confronting her in person. She always acts like if you don’t offend me, I won’t offend you. If you offend me, I will hide from you. Huang Quan has also been laughed at by her and said that she is very cowardly.

But today, what he said just now almost forced Ning Yu to a dead end. His courage, appearance, and posture were obvious. If Ning Yu could not say the reason, he would definitely be grabbed by Zhao Yue.

That became the most important handle for the price of Zhaoyue Tongjiu Tian.

In the world and the world of desolation, if it is reported that in the Kunlun Palace of the Nine Heavens, a great immortal climbs on the trees every day to monitor the ancient moon master, the face of the Nine Heavens will be lost.

Seeing that Ning Yu had not found an excuse yet, Zhao Yue's eyes turned to the gloomy ancestor Hongjun, who looked gloomy: "But there is no room for this matter to turn around. If the ancestor agreed to my disciple's three wishes, the matter would be cancelled. If the dancer could be sent back to the Ninth Heaven, then even if I sacrificed two wishes, I could consider it."

While she said, she poured the only water left in the wine pot in front of her, picked up the carved celadon teacup, and looked at the three people in front of her with a smile: "Then, I will ask three of you to negotiate with the Heavenly Lord. If the Heavenly Lord makes things difficult for you, let him come to find the Original Lord in person. When the feast of the eight directions ends, I will wait for him honestly in Kunlun Palace."

The depressing atmosphere of Tai Chi Hall seemed to bring all the coldness of Kunlun Mountain here. Except for Zhaoyue, the rest of the hall looked dark, and Mo Chuan's eyebrows and eyes were drooping. He had not spoken from the beginning. Until now, he opened his eyes, looked at the faint smile on Zhaoyue's cheeks, and spoke.

"If you have any wishes from Yuezun's disciple, please inform us, so that it will be easier for me to negotiate with you."

He said, turning his head and glanced at the fairy Ning Yu behind him with a cold look, which made her look so embarrassed that she had already been scared by Zhao Yue.

Zhao Yue nodded: "What he said is very true."

Then, he turned his head and looked at Fu Chen who was sitting next to him without saying a word.

He raised his hand respectfully and bowed to everyone present: "The fox clan royal lineage has a magic handed down from generation to generation, but it can be preserved in the fox cave where Buxiaochuan is a fox cave that will not be corrupted for thousands of years. The prince Fuchen of the heavenly clan once had kindness to my fox clan. Everyone in the world knows that the prince's master Chunyuan Shang's immortal body was carefully kept by him. Now the prince has passed away. I am willing to carry out the wishes of the prince during his lifetime."

He paused slightly, turned to the direction of the ancestor Hongjun, and bowed: "The wish of late birth is to bring the immortal body of the god of Chunyuan, and the river will last forever."

This scene was beautiful and straightforward, without any flaws.

Mo Chuan looked up at Fu Chen in front of him and took a deep breath: "There are two other wishes."

But Fu Chen chuckled and looked at Mo Chuan's eyes: "If the Supreme God cannot convince the Heavenly Lord, I will marry the woman from this Heavenly Lord, and by the way, I will talk about the other two wishes."

At this moment, Fu Chen, whose arrogant appearance, had a moment when Mo Chuan saw the shadow of another person.

The shadow of the prince Fu Chen, who once ruled the world, was a little dazed. After a while, he responded heavily: "Okay."

Old Ancestor Hongjun glanced at the scene in front of him, pretended to be furious, stood up and snorted coldly at Ning Yu Shangxian, and left.

Mo Chuan just glanced at her, got up and walked respectfully to Zhaoyue and Fuchen, bowed and said, "I'll send you two back to the living yard."

But Fu Chen helped Zhaoyue upside him, then pointed at Huang Quan who was still lying on the table and pretending to be sleeping, and said coldly: "The God of God should have this woman, so we master and disciple will not have to worry about the God of God."

Then, he passed by himself.

The moment Zhao Yue wiped him, Mo Chuan laughed softly and said lightly: "Yue Zun really played a good show with the ancestor."
Chapter completed!