Phenomenal Ice

Chapter 42: Red clothes

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Chongguang smiled and said: "Lingguang Shenjun is the unifying spirit of the seven places in the south among the stars. The seven places under her command are all made by the heavenly stars. Naturally, they are different from the birds of the mortal world. It's just that, the Phoenix King. After that, Queen Mother West rides down, which won her favor. Queen Mother West has a role in charge of longevity, which is similar to Lingguang Shenjun's approach to longevity. In addition, Queen Mother Xi is the head of all female immortals, so Lingguang Shenjun will naturally not refute it. The face of the Queen of Phoenix and the Queen of Phoenix."

After Jin Heng heard it, he coughed lightly, "Why do you hear that the Queen of Phoenix is somewhat suspected of climbing Gaozhi?"

"Regardless of whether there is such a suspicion, at least Lingguang God Lord has given the Queen Mother Xi's affection." Chongguang smiled and said: "The Southwest Phoenix Race and the Sihailong Race are highly respected by mortals in the mortal world, but in these nine days. It's not a big deal. If you like this tea, next time this king will directly ask Queen Mother Xi for more."

"Cough cough cough..." Jin Heng was toasting a cup of tea, but was shocked by Chongguang's last words. He poured a sip of tea and choked him to suffocation. How dare a star king of Nandouliu Division bother the Antarctic Emperor Changsheng, one of the four imperial families, to go to Kunlun Immortal Island to ask the Queen Mother of the West for a piece of tea from the Mortal Realm. Isn't this a death

Seeing Jinheng coughing in Zhongguang, he hurriedly said, "Xing Jun, is this cold?"

Jin Heng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, true king, the little god is leaving first."

"Farewell?" Chongguang heard the words and hurriedly got up and said: "Just now the god servant came to report that you have important matters to discuss. Why are you leaving now?"

"The little god suddenly remembered that there are still some important things to deal with in the mansion." Jin Heng panicked and turned around. "After processing, come and talk to the real king slowly."

"Xingjun, don't be busy walking." Zhongguang walked around the table and walked in the direction of Jin Heng, imagining a good-quality red silk thread in his palm. "The king met Hongxi God that day, and Hongxi God said that Xingjun, you will come out more recently, and there will be a happy event at your door. He also gave this king a red thread, please be sure to hand it to the star himself..." A genius remembers Chinese in one second 8/1/z/o/m/

Before Jin Heng finished listening, his expression had changed drastically, and he couldn't care much. After saying "Little God is impolite" towards Chongguang, he pinned the Chihao pen to his waist with his backhand, and ran out of Shenxiao Yufu, where there was half a point. Normal stability

Qing Ling was waiting outside the hall, when he saw Jin Heng rushing out of the inner hall, he quickly called Jin Heng and found that Jin Heng hadn't heard him, and hurriedly chased Jin Heng out of the Shenxiao Yufu.

Jin Heng didn't dare to stop for a moment along the way, and stopped when he watched the Yunjian trail move forward for a cup of tea.

"Xingjun, what's wrong with you?" Qing Ling asked, stroking his chest.

After Jin Heng glanced back at the Shenxiao Yufu, which was already far away, he sighed in relief, and said: "Hongxi God asked the true king to bring me a red silk thread..."

"Hongxi God?" Qing Ling asked suspiciously without turning his head.

"That's the old man under the moon!" Jin Heng said helplessly, "I don't know what medicine he took when he went to Laojun's Dust Palace recently. He always likes to send me red silk thread, which makes me very troubled."

"Isn't the red silk thread just the marriage thread? Hongxi God is going to match Xingjun for you!" Qing Ling said, looking at Jin Heng with a meaningful smile.

"Who wants him to marry me?" Jin Heng said with a frustrated face after listening: "This month, the old man will love to worry about it..."

"Who cares about it?"

Suddenly, a soft and charming voice rang out in the air, interrupting Jin Heng's words. After that, a red dress came lightly, just in front of Jin Heng.

When Qing Ling saw this red dress, he was so scared that he dodged a long way. (End of this chapter)