Not only Yun Xiaoxian wants to go, but Zhao Yue also wants to go with him.

Fu Chen said calmly, "Well, I haven't told me yet."

Rong Luo looked clear: "I said I was waiting for them to come back, and then talk about the specific details of the competition, and it was also to buy time for Lingmei."

Seeing that whenever he mentioned Ling Mei, the flush appeared on his cheeks, Fu Chen seemed to see himself a thousand years ago.

The silly prince Fuchen, who is unprecedented and unparalleled.

"Is Ronglin okay?" He opened his thin lips and finally asked this question.

Ronglin, the eldest prince of Xihai, Rongluo's brother, and his guardian leader of Qianyuan Palace.

When he ran into the spirit girl, he advised him not to be obsessed with a woman, and he was sent to the wilderness to guard the dragon veins.

Seeing that he asked about the two words Ronglin, Rongluo was extremely surprised and looked him up and down. The fox prince seemed to be quite familiar with him in the West Sea.

Fu Chen saw him in surprise and chuckled softly: "When I was a child, I heard from my father that my fox clan had been taken care of by him. Thanks to his night pearl, my mother's mother would not hurt her eyes even if she read books at night."

Rong Luo thought for a long time, but he didn't remember that his elder brother had told him that he had a relationship with the fox clan. It was really that the Night Pearl gave someone a message to read books at night.

It should be what the fox prince in front of him said.

"The prince doesn't need to worry about it. Although the eldest brother is far away in the wilderness, he always regards it as a position change and performs his duties."

This sentence fell into Fu Chen's ears and made his heart feel very uncomfortable.

Such a powerful general who is loyal to himself and to the heavenly clan was pushed by himself to a hundred and eight thousand miles away because of his sincere advice. At that time, he was still the prince, how could he be a bastard?

But it would be better if he met Zhao Yue in the future and died inexplicably.

Thinking of this, he smiled gently.

Rongluo was in a daze and was stunned.

"If he has time to go back to the West Sea and say hello to me in the future, he will be worthy of the best guard leader in the world."

After saying that, he turned around and left with a smile, leaving Rong Luo alone, dazed, looking at Fu Chen's back in front of him.

It's like a person in memory, both familiar and vague.

Fu Chen returned to the yard and pushed open the door of the room in front of him with a creak. For a moment, the scene inside really scared him.

The woman in front of her, a mysterious star shirt, was like the sudden dark night, like the brilliance of thousands of stars, like the star Qi in the sky, making everything around darken.

With white hair as white as water, a plain hairpin is lightly tied, he is a real god, a king worshipped by thousands of people, and the most beautiful and dazzling face in the world.

This kind of beauty made him look through his mind and he couldn't find a word for describing it.

He stood there in a daze, looking in disbelief.

Zhao Yue directly ignored his shock, looked at his neatly dressed in disciple clothes, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, go to the Ninth Heaven with me."

Fu Chen was even more incredible. He turned his head and saw that she was confident in her heart, he finally nodded and responded.

In front of the gate of the Medicine King Valley, those who were shocked by the prosperous face like Fu Chen were also caught off guard, including Yun Xiaoxian and his ritual team. They were stunned for a long time before they came back to their senses and saluted.

A large group of gods along the way, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds and soaring into the sky.

Zhaoyue's Yu Guang never moved away from Fu Chen from beginning to end. He watched him quietly wear Yun Yu Jian on one side of his body and quietly follow her.

This prince is obviously not stupid, so why did he live like that in his previous life?

It is obvious that he has cultivation and ability, but his abilities are quite outstanding. His eyes are just like throwing them into the womb. Although the human heart is separated from his belly, it is not impossible for a thousand years to notice.

You can't say that others can't do it, you can only say that you are too stupid.

If he had thought a little more back then, how could he not have seen that the spirit girl was pretending? The one he met on Junji Mountain was not the spirit girl at all, it was clearly me.

After all, it’s not because I have such a “popular” face.

Thinking of the Spirit Girl's face, Zhao Yue was so angry that she snorted coldly.

This mindless hum made Fu Chen, who was already a little nervous behind her, and the monk Zhang Er couldn't touch his mind.

If you tell him the origin of your name on Junji Mountain, is it because he has been fed the dog for thousands of years and the person who is by his side is himself? Is there another version of everything in this world? Now he may be the Heavenly Lord, and he is not just the ancient Yuezun.

Still the queen.

For some reason, when Zhao Yue thought about it this way, it seemed that something was heartbroken, which made her not so happy and not even breathing very comfortably.

In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the South Heaven Gate, and the dazzling light gold color came into view. The towering archway, cloud-patterned gold ornaments, two giant dragons were wrapped in, holding the plaque with three golden characters "Nan Tian Gate", and gently floated along the dragon's breath.

Outside the majestic gate, there were long queues, and each immortal gate was dressed in various colors, silent and solemn.

Zhao Yue looked around and finally his eyes fell on Ye Ming and his group who happened to have just arrived.

Yun Xiaoxian looked at the outer shirt of Yishui Xuantian Xingchen, a son of the Yuemen, with a momentum of being angry and powerful. A few people attracted all their eyes to them. The steps that originally wanted to come forward to greet him gradually began to wander.

Following his gaze, Fu Chen met the legendary master of the Moon Sea Huanhua Pavilion, Cangyuan Jun Yeming, for the first time, recorded in history books.

In the name of Gu Yuezun, he called on the immortal sect in the world to force the demon clan to a dead end at the most critical moment, saving the Heavenly Clan and the Feather Clan, and possessing talented and stubborn figures.

Originally, he thought he must be a fierce uncle, but when he saw him, he realized that he looked like a young man in his early twenties in the mortal world.

Majestic and majestic.

Fu Chen's eyes looked him up and down, and the clothes of the Lord of the Moonhai Huanhua Pavilion in front of him were exactly the same as what he was wearing.

Almost at the same time, Ye Ming also saw this small detail. The two white-eared little foxes on their heads had never seen before, but were wearing a big dress that only Zhaoyue's direct disciples could wear. He was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on the Yunyu sword around his waist.

It turned out to be him.

Seeing Zhaoyue walking forward with him one after another, the Yuemen's children saluted and said, "Immortal."

"Why are you waiting outside?"

Ye Ming heard the sound and glanced at Nantianmen: "I just said that there were too many people coming and going, and there was no one standing in front of Yuqing Palace."

"Wow!" Zhao Yue glanced, pulled out the white jade flute from her sleeves, and sang it in her hand for a few rounds.

Then he walked straight to the soldiers of the South Heaven Gate and said, "I'm sorry, please call you, the Lord of Heaven to pick me up."

Zhao Yue threw these words unceremoniously and hit the soldiers in the face.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. The commander guarding the gate saw the white jade flute in her hand from afar. His little face turned pale and he hurriedly ran in.

Fu Chen, who was following behind, frowned and looked at Zhaoyue in front of him. The Gu Yuezun was really thick-skinned. Other immortal sects lined up to wait for the audience. She was fine and called out directly.

Moreover, Fusang dared not to come.

However, maybe Fusang was waiting for her at this time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Ming leaned down and leaned into his ear and slowly said, "I have worked hard for you to take care of your master during this period."

Listening to his words, Fu Chen snorted coldly: "It's quite hard."

Soon, in the South Heaven Gate, Fusang and his group rushed over with great speed. They ignored the other immortal gates that greeted him, walked straight to Zhaoyue, raised their hands, bent down to bow and bow, and called softly: "Zhaoyue, you are here."

This gentle sound not only made Zhao Yue feel uncomfortable, but also followed Fu Chen, who was celebrating the fairy sect behind her. Faced with this familiar voice, she felt uncomfortable to draw her sword and stab her.

The surging hatred rolled in his chest. Zhao Yue glanced at him sideways, pinched a clear mind and pointed it on top of his head.

The clear mind decisiveness destroyed all his emotions from top to bottom, making his face stand calmly beside Zhaoyue.

Looking at his calm mind from the corner of his eyes, Zhao Yue smiled slightly, looking at the bright yellow, majestic and smiling man, he reached out and pushed Fu Chen aside forward slightly.

"The Xuanyuan Sword is called and is reborn. It's a happy congratulations. Didn't there be a Yunyu sword the day before yesterday? This is the master of Yunyu Sword, the son of the Fox Emperor, Fu Chen."

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【Fu Chen when he grows up】

Yue: You have been in the army for hundreds of years, please leave quickly! If you stay here, I don’t even have a place to sleep!

Chen (take out the IOU in the Fox Clan signed and sealed in his arms): That's not OK, the money my fox Clan owes Yue Zun has not yet been settled.

Yue: You are so poor...

Chen: A gentleman acts openly and honestly, but I have nothing to do, so I can only promise myself.
Chapter completed!