The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Yan Chuan looked at Meow, and looked at the goddess, squeezed his fists, breathes deeply: "Can you really calculate your past life within 10,000 years?"

"Well, it's a pity that I really It's not Zhen Rou, so don't force it. This meow? Can you calculate it for me?" The goddess said with some expectation.

"Sorry, since you are not Zhen Rou, then we also retire!" Yan Chuan faintly sighed.

"Wait!" The goddess was a little anxious.

"Sorry, goddess, don't force it!" Yan Chuan shook his head and walked out of the valley mouth with a sense of disappointment. Azure Dragon follow closely from behind.

"This!" The goddess furrowed her brows deeply.

"This, Sect Master, Yuanzheng, and goddess, I'm leaving too!" Dongfang Zhengpai also smiled and walked out.

Yan Chuan was out of the valley, still very depressed.

Ten thousand years? Within ten thousand years, Zhen Rou should live within ten thousand years. Why is it so like?

"Come out, the Oriental slut is out!" Lao Yan exclaimed suddenly.

But Dongfang Zhengpai is even more excited than him at the moment.

"Hahaha, Lao Yan, where is your Immortal Wine?" Dongfang Zhengpai clutched the jade box proudly said with a smile.

Old Yan and the others looked at each other.

"No way, this guy's face, is there really a peace symbol?" Lao Yan frowned.

"hahaha, let's open your eyes!" Dongfang Zhengpai was very proud.

Yan Chuan and Azure Dragon naturally did not play with Dongfeng Zhengpai. They walked out of the valley and left quickly with a sense of loss.

Maybe I know that Yan Chuan is in a bad mood. Miaomiao didn't speak at this moment, but just gnawed on the Spirit Stone.

Yan Chuan walked all the way through the square, but did not notice. He had a pair of eyes staring at him.

Not far from the Fengshen Temple.

Meng Rongrong originally came in a hurry and saw Yan Chuan leave in frustration, and suddenly figure stopped, with a trace of doubt on his face.

"If he is so strong, he will be lost?" A strong curiosity flashed in Meng Rongrong's eyes.

"What the hell happened?"

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In the evening, in the Julu Palace.

"Father, you said that Yan Chuan went to have a relationship with the goddess, and then was rejected? How is this possible?" Meng Rongrong's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Will I still lie to you?" Meng Ziqiu said with a weird face. Obviously, this matter is also a little weird.

"This is true!" Le Yi nodded.

"What kind of relationship?" Meng Rongrong said curiously.

The first time I heard that someone dared to have a relationship with a goddess.

"He said that the goddess is his wife!" Meng Ziqiu's expression became even stranger.

"Huh?" Meng Rongrong said in astonishment.

"It's true!" Le Yi nodded with a wry smile.

"Yan Chuan is too bold!" Meng Rongrong said in surprise.

"Who said no? It was the first time I saw someone dare to say that the goddess is his wife!" Le Yi said with a bitter smile.

"Uh!" Meng Rongrong was slightly startled.

Meng Rongrong's mood suddenly became very complicated, and she didn't understand why she was panicked after hearing the news.

"So now, is the goddess living alone in the Altar of Hundred Sages?" Meng Rongrong asked again.

"en!" Meng Ziqiu nodded.

"Sect Master, why did you agree at the time? Didn't you say...!" Le Yi frowned.

"Well, Rongrong, you go out!" Meng Ziqiu suddenly interrupted.

"Father, what else can't I know?" Meng Rongrong asked strangely.

"Go back, I really can't let you know about this, it's just the inheritance of the Sect Masters of the past!" Meng Ziqiu shook his head.