It is fake to say that Fusang is not afraid.

If it is true, the Ruyue said, then the Ruqi tribe faced the demon tribe with ulterior motives, but he came back to his senses and thought about it carefully. At that time, he knelt in front of him and told him that Xiang Yulin, who would devote his loyalty to him, had never mentioned anything related to the demon tribe to him, except to help him.

He always believed that the demon clan was beaten a hundred years ago and was no longer able to tie a chicken.

Now that he heard Zhao Yue’s words, he had to comb from his head and put his jaw on his left and right for a long time. He really had no idea about the situation of the demon clan for a hundred years. He didn’t know what they were doing, nor what they were obsessed with, nor how far the demon clan had recovered.

In addition, this demon slave who appeared in Kunlun Palace inexplicably and under the banner of the Heavenly Clan, did he say that his ninth heaven had already been placed in a lot of spies by the demon clan? Is his every move under the surveillance of the demon clan?

The deeper I thought about it, the more numb the back of Fusang felt.

Ning Yu Shangxian stepped into the hall with his head down, and his eyes immediately saw the dancer tied to the ground and shining brightly at the banquet last night. His little face turned pale and almost the volume of mosquitoes and flies. He called out tremblingly: "Heavenly Lord."

Fusang didn't even look at her, and gently rubbed his chin with his fingers.

Until now, he was still questioning whether Zhao Yue's words were true or false.

He had never heard of the words just now for so long. It would be very likely that Zhaoyue made up for the purpose of obtaining the body of Pure Yuan Immortal.

Ning Yu saw Fusang sitting there with a dark face. He hadn't spoken for a long time, and he didn't dare to say anything. He knelt honestly in the hall, but his eyes floated on Fu Chen, who was standing on the other side, without saying a word.

If it weren't for the Yunjin Nichang on his body, Ning Yu wouldn't have dared to recognize it. The fox prince who had only reached Zhao Yue's chest was disguised, but she had never noticed it.

"God Lord." Zhao Yue smiled, squinted her eyes, glanced at Fusang and Ning Yu, "Supreme Immortal Ning Yu has been kneeling here for a long time."

When Fusang heard Zhao Yue's voice, he finally retracted his thoughts and looked at Ning Yu with a slight anger: "I asked you to find a woman with both virtue and talent to give to Yue Zun. You are good, give a woman who has an affair with the demon clan."

Ning Yu knelt there in confusion with this inexplicable accusation, opened his mouth for a long time without saying anything.

The woman was chosen by Fusang himself, so why did the hat cover her head inexplicably? Ning Yu's head was buzzing. If she had anything to do with this woman, only the dance fairies were ordered to come to Kunlun Palace yesterday, and she led the way for them.

But now, no matter how confused she is, she can't bear to think too much, and she hurriedly kowtowed: "Stop the anger of the Heavenly Lord, Xiaoxian doesn't know! Xiaoxian doesn't know that she has an affair with the demon clan!"

Fusang narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly: "If you don't know, you can leave yourself clean? It seems that I have neglected to discipline you on weekdays. You have lived in Kunlun Palace for hundreds of years too comfortable."

He got up and walked to Ning Yu, suddenly grabbed her neck with one hand, looked at her fearful expression, and laughed: "After Immortal Ning Yu is on the side of the Yaochi, I will improve my cultivation level well. I won't go back to Kunlun Palace for a while."

After saying that, Ning Yu suddenly pushed and fell to the ground, coughing violently.

Fusang turned around, looked at Zhaoyue sitting there leisurely, and bowed to him: "Yuezun, the place where the immortal body of Chunyuan Shang is placed was my personal address and sent in by myself. It is extremely safe. I think it is unlikely that the demon clan would steal it under the nose of Kunlun Palace. Besides, the immortal body of Chunyuan Shang Shen has a jade soul in his mouth, but it will not be corrupt for thousands of years. It is not much different from the Buxiaochuan, who is left in the Fox Emperor."

Zhao Yue tapped his fingertips on the table next to him a few times, and chuckled: "That Heavenly Lord can help me take a look. If it is truly as the Heavenly Lord said, it will be safe, and I will stay in Kunlun Palace."

This sentence was far beyond Fusang's expectations.

He couldn't understand why Zhaoyue suddenly took a step back, and he didn't even have that strong objection to this proposal.

But Fusang still turned his head cautiously and thought about it, glanced at the people outside the hall: "In this way, I will take Yue Zun and the Prince, Hongjun, and the God of Mo Chuan Shang, with the ancestor Hongjun and the god of Mo Chuan Shang, so that they will protect the body of the immortal Chunyuan Shang who stayed in Kunlun Palace in the future."

Zhao Yue's expression changed a little subtly. Looking through Fusang's eyes, hesitated for a while. After repeated thinking, he nodded to him.

It was a great good thing for Fusang to let the Gu Yuezun take a step back. Although it may not necessarily have any substantial benefits, it has a great psychological satisfaction.

But he didn't know that what Zhao Yue thought was that four or five hours had passed, and Huang Quan had already found the position of the immortal body of Chunyuan with his body.

Now there are only two results left, either he has stolen the immortal body, or he has destroyed the immortal body himself.

This excellent opportunity to slap Fusang in the face was proposed by Fusang himself. How could he miss it?

She stood up, glanced at Fuchen, and followed Fusang's footsteps toward the hall.

In the great Kunlun Palace, as the feast of all directions approaches, many immortal officials who traveled through the Nine Heavens in the palace Qiong Building were silent and solemn, walking quickly, passing by Zhaoyue and Fusang.

Whether it is the Lotus Pond, Tai Chi Hall, Kunlun Main Hall, or even Shanhai Peak, Wuri Peak, Chiri Peak, Ruoshui Peak, these four floating islands suspended behind Kunlun Palace have a group of immortal officials back and forth, carrying various objects and cleaning them from top to bottom.

Zhao Yue chuckled softly and called out: "Chenjun."

Afterwards, he smiled even harder and pointed to the night pearl hanging on the palace next to him: "This thing is a good thing, the Heavenly Lord has extra. I used a bottle of good ointment that can relieve the evil devils and the Heavenly Lord to exchange it with the Heavenly Lord."

Fusang looked along her fingers and saw that what Gu Yuezun asked for with him turned out to be an extremely ordinary night pearl.

"This product is produced in the East China Sea. If Yue Zun likes it, I will choose a few big ones during the feast of all directions and let Cangyuan Jun bring back Yue Zun's Moon Sea Huanhua Pavilion."

"No, no, no." Zhao Yue waved her hand in a hurry, "I only need one, just read a book."

But when Fusang saw Fusang laughing: "The moon-seeding Huanhua Pavilion in the moon sea is eternal night all year round. How can I use Kongming Lantern to illuminate it? There are so many night pearls in the ninth level of heaven. Yue Zun likes it, so take more."

While he said, he happily raised his hand and pointed to the beads hanging under the eaves: "Hanged between Gongqiong's buildings, it is extremely beautiful at night."

Zhao Yue nodded with a smile on her face, but a real question arose in her heart.

Not only Zhaoyue, but also Fu Chen keenly noticed some strange places at this moment.

How did Fusang know that the Moon Sea Huanhua Pavilion is illuminated with Kongming Lanterns? Even Fuchen doesn’t know about this kind of thing.
Chapter completed!