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Things were just a little off track. Before Zhaoyue could react, he saw Mo Chuan in front of him with a smile: "If you were favored by the ancient Yuezun, the plate of steamed buns would be unrecognizable and their honor would be theirs."

Good guy, even Zhaoyue was stunned.

This man is amazing, his words are very artistic!

Only Fuchen was even more displeased and his face was not so good-looking. Mo Chuan in front of him clearly looked like "You do not do to me", but his cheeks with a strong smile released a hint of chill towards Fuchen.

Zhao Yue reached out and took an extra piece of jujube flower crisp from the plate and stuffed it into her mouth: "I have received the intention of God, but God, I have peeled off an orange pile of as tall as a mountain bag in the yard. If I don't eat it quickly, it will be wasted when the weather is warm, which is not good."

The implication is so obvious, and I looked at Mo Chuan's eyes very much.

But I saw the man smiled faintly: "If you always eat oranges, your body will get bad."

Then he stood up and glanced at Fu Chen, saluting respectfully: "After three days, Fu Chen of the Fox clan ended the competition with Wuri Peak. I will bring some handmade steamed buns and come to see Yue Zun again."

After saying that, he took two steps back. Before Zhaoyue could say goodbye to him, the person in front of him turned into smoke and dust and disappeared.

Zhao Yue frowned and looked at the two plates of snacks on the table. She picked up another piece with a weird look and took a bite: "Is the Mochuan God of Kunlun Palace a natural habit? Why are you so polite?"

Fu Chen was extremely dissatisfied and snorted. Seeing her eating snacks, he was so angry that he turned around and walked out of the yard: "I'll go for a walk."

After saying that, he stepped on the threshold and left without looking back.

After walking for about a hundred meters, he stopped and turned around incredibly.

That woman didn't chase after her?!

Fu Chen's heart sank to the bottom of the sea, feeling that the whole head was filled with blue smoke, and he didn't even know how to end it for a while.

"Ah, that woman, I'm really angry."

Compared to Zhaoyue, what made him even more unhappy was Mo Chuanakami.

That man, who has always been known for his cold-faced King of Hell in Kunlun Palace, was in charge of the implementation of all policies of Kunlun Palace and the punishments after all disciples made mistakes. They were completed by the Mokawa-kami god of Chiri Peak.

Because he is selfless and has no expression, he is nicknamed "He doesn't talk much."

When Fu Chen was young, he had been beaten by him many times. To be honest, he was indeed admirable for his words and never seeking selfishness. However, this iron-faced King of Hell, who was ruthless and had not talked much, was crazy today and inexplicably showing goodwill to Zhaoyue, a woman with a stubborn mind?

With his decent style, he would never try to get any benefits from Zhaoyue. He has always been a person who is not ashamed of this behavior.

The more Fu Chen thought about it, the darker his face became. Because after thinking about it, it seemed that only by blaming Mo Chuan's series of actions to him being attracted by Zhao Yue's feelings at the same time as men and women, could it be more convincing.

But this is not good at all, especially for Fuchen now, it is simply terrible.

My clay body has not grown up yet. In Zhaoyue's eyes, I am always a boy, not a man. At this time, Mo Chuan, who would please her taste, appears. If it cannot be described as a huge crisis, the word crisis cannot be used between Fuchen and Zhaoyue.

He stood alone in front of the lotus pond in Kunlun Palace, leaning on the railing, and was in a state of peace.

Mo Chuan, at least today, during this first confrontation, he felt unprecedented threats. A person who should have been serious and mean, could actually smile at Zhaoyue with a deep affectionate look, which was really shocking.

What's more, he has a skill and can make things Zhaoyue likes to eat.

Looking at the lotus flowers in front of me who were taken care of by the flower fairy and still blooming in the late winter, Fu Chen's heart was like a lotus root under the mud, blocking her.

Until Luo Chen walked over in his heart, he called him tentatively: "God Lord?"

Fu Chen turned his head slightly, his face darkened, and he was muttering because of a severe cold, and there was a big bag of Luo Chen on his forehead.

Because there was no barrier set up, after listening to Zhaoyue's sleeping song, I don't know how long he had lying there after falling from the tree, and he could become sick like this now.

Luo Chen looked at him frowning and stared at his face, and raised his hand and scratched his head with a little embarrassed look: "I am a little sick. I can only exchange meals for the past two days to send to the two distinguished guests. I feel ashamed."

Fu Chen's eyes turned, and some bad premonition came to his mind: "Who did you change?"

"Myakawakami said he was here to deliver..."

Sure enough, Fu Chen's face became much darker even more visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that he was obviously unhappy for some reason, Luo Chen was a little embarrassed and quickly changed the topic: "I had a fever in the morning and couldn't see Fu Chen's figure, but it spread. It was said that Fu Chen's two hours of kung fu, knocking the mountains and sea peaks, directly creating a new record in Kunlun Palace!"

Fu Chen looked at the young man in front of him with a slight expression, his face still terrifyingly heavy.

Luo Chen was almost a little sad: "Be happy, after all, even the prince Fuchen of that year could not do this."

This fast, quick and mercilessly crushed the disciples of Shanhai Peak. At this time, Fu Chen had become the top wave of public opinion in the entire Kunlun Palace.

There are even many female cultivators who fell in love with him after seeing his cool and heroic posture.

But what's the use of this? The woman he cared about still just treated him as a child.

Luo Chen gritted his teeth and greeted Fu Chen: "The God is coming to Kunlun Palace for the first time! I will take you around and relax! Enjoy the twelve grand scenery of Kunlun!"

Looking at his eyes, Fu Chen was silent for a while, and nodded.

Well, with the name of a tour, you may hear a lot of things he has missed over the years, and maybe you may also see people he hasn't seen for many years. Although you can't recognize each other, from a distance, it's the most beautiful day to see the two sides.

And a hundred and eight thousand miles away, the northern desert went south, through the valley hills, crossed the jungle field, and returned to the holy land of the feather tribe, the Medicine King Valley. Yun Xiaoxian looked at the fox emperor lying there with bloody orifices, and couldn't help laughing.

While laughing, he also had to wear a stance, as if he was helpless.

The Fox Emperor lay there, pretending to faint, did he moan twice "Oh, Oh, Oh,"?

Yun Xiaoxian said everything about Fu Chen and Zhao Yue in this Medicine King Valley, just as he deliberately said that when Fu Chen made a fuss and fooled him away with a hundred gold medals, the Fox Emperor's acting skills were obviously more perfect.

"So I said, then look for Yulin, when the Fox Emperor returns, I will find a way to check it out and let everyone communicate with each other." Yun Xiaoxian held his hands in his arms, smiled and looked at the Fox Emperor who was lying on the bed, waiting for the pharmacist of the Nine Heavens Divine Doctor Pavilion to come to "help" him. "If the Fox Emperor doesn't want to, remember to pay back the money!"
Chapter completed!