call.
A fiery red bonfire suddenly burst into flames.
In the long hall of the palace, there are twelve chairs beside a long black table. One of the chairs was empty, and on the other chairs sat men and women with different expressions.
"What does the Lord want us to say?"
"Naturally, it's about the Fallen Heaven's opinion." The man above the throne raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I want to hear what you all want to say!"
"That's not the Fallen Heaven. If what the little guy Qiuyin said is true, then that Fallen Heaven is actually the son of the Holy Demon!" The red-haired man in red with a giant sword on his back said.
"The Devil Emperor said back then that if you want to take the last step, you must have the same bloodline of the Holy Devil. I think that the son of the Holy Devil, we are going to fight for the devil." It was an old man with a gray head.
"Son of the Holy Demon, it sounds very powerful!" This time the speaker was a very enchanting-looking woman, she licked the corner of her mouth, her eyes flashed with strange colors, "I don't know what his taste is like. Sample."
"I don't think it's necessary to ignore it."
At this moment, one of the eleven people suddenly expressed a different opinion.
"Oh?" The man on the throne raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell me why."
"The formation time of the son of the holy devil is extremely long, and it is not that our demons have not produced the son of the holy devil, but have one of them grown to the level of the devil?"
The long-haired man's eyes flashed a touch of indifference, and then he said.
"A lot of resources have been invested in them, so that the young generation of our demons enjoys very few resources. But the infinite investment in exchange for such results! The Demon Emperor did say such a thing back then, but... Could it be that? Is what the Demon Emperor said the true meaning?"
Everyone in the palace turned their attention to the man, and the long-haired man smiled again.
"Breakthrough depends on talent and hard work. If you have time, it is better to think about your own cultivation base. Our main focus should be on the reincarnation of Huang Di. Even if the son of the holy devil is really talented, then he will be fighting for it. Just come here."
"What do you guys think?"
The man on the throne smiled lightly, and the older man below said.
"I still think I should bring the Son of the Holy Demon back."
"Haha... Since the opinions are not unified, then it's up to me to decide!" The man on the throne touched the corner of his mouth and said, "The reincarnation of the Yellow Emperor is naturally the top priority of my demon clan's attention, and the son of the holy devil cannot give up. If the flowers are not in this world, they will be handled by her."
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
Everyone nodded in agreement, and the man on the throne nodded with a light smile.
"Okay, let's go here then."
At this moment, a man outside the palace with a dog's tail grass in his mouth slightly raised the corner of his mouth.
"Son of the Holy Demon, it's interesting!"
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"Brother, this place is really a blessed place!"
Yang Jian was wearing a Hawaiian suit with black sunglasses on his eyes, squatting on the street like a hooligan and looking at the big white legs of the girls coming and going.
Even though it was a banana fan, for a great immortal like him, the deterrent effect was relatively small.
But after being fanned out once, he could understand that this banana fan Ye Yechen wanted. After returning, he never mentioned selling fans again.
"Okay."
Originally, Ye Zichen wanted to rest for a while, but Yang Jian forced him to come out for a walk, and he couldn't refuse.
There was no other way but to squat with him on the side of the street, watching the girl's white legs on the side of the road.
"Hey, look at that... and that... My God, is this really a human world? Back then, when I was not immortal, girls weren't so pretty!" Yang Jian kept exclaiming as if he had discovered a new continent. , Immediately he patted Ye Zichen on the shoulder and smiled, "Brother, yes! No wonder you don't want Chang'e to go down to the realm. If it were me, I wouldn't let her down!"
"… "
Ye Zichen sighed helplessly. Yang Jian didn't know how superb the makeup technology was now, nor how advanced the cosmetic technology was.
If it was all original makeup, maybe he wouldn't be so excited.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Yang Jian. After Ye Zichen lit it for himself, he suddenly heard the phone ring.
Taking out his phone, Yang Jian glanced at Ye Zichen's phone like a curious baby.
"Brother, did you use this to contact us? It seems to be much more advanced than our black technology."
With that said, Yang Jian took out a candy bar from his pocket, which looked similar to a mobile phone a few years ago.
"Look!"
Ye Zichen took the phone subconsciously. Their phone wasn't particularly heavy, just like it didn't have a battery.
He has always had a problem in his mind...
How did their Heavenly Court generate electricity? How did the network come about!
Ye Zichen couldn't help but return his mobile phone and raised his eyebrows: "How do you charge your mobile phone? Heavenly Court also has a network?"
"Charging?" Yang Jian froze for a moment and said, "Are you talking about charging the phone with energy? We all use the power of immortal spirits to charge, aren't you brother?"
"Show me a look!"
Ye Zichen handed over the phone, and Yang Jian did not say a word, and a faint fluorescence appeared in his hands.
Just now, the phone was 50 percent charged, and when he returned it, it was already full.
"Just run like that."
"So high-end."
Ye Zichen was startled for a moment, no wonder when he sent the phone to Han Xiangzi, he said it could be used.
It turns out that they don't need to generate electricity at all, they are just a charging treasure!
"Brother, aren't you so rushing?" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and Ye Zichen ignored his question and said again, "Then how did you communicate with each other through mobile phones?"
"We have Immortal Net over there in the Heavenly Court... But when you are here, it seems that you can't feel the signal of Immortal Net anymore."
Yang Jian answered lightly, Ye Zichen listened with a confused face.
Huanxian.com, should the underworld be the underworld network? But how could he be able to contact them by himself.
Is it really the protagonist's halo
Just then, the phone in his pocket rang again.
Ye Zichen frowned and turned on the mobile phone social software. Recently, no one in the contacts has spoken to him.
Instead, there is a small red "1" in the contact.
"Brother, how did you get up? I studied it all night yesterday and didn't get up."
Yang Jian handed over his mobile phone, and the social software always displayed the login interface that was connecting, but he couldn't enter the main interface all the time.
Rolling his eyes at him, this guy really has enough questions, and he listens to his vernacular every day.
"I'll tell you later."
After calming Yang Jian down, Ye Zichen clicked to the new friend's place. When he saw the friend application above, he subconsciously glanced at the banana fan in his pocket and said to Yang Jian at the same time.
"Is Princess Tie Fan from Heaven?"