Chapter 1281

He and yunmiao stay together day and night. He has a deep relationship between teachers and disciples. He follows yunmiao to clean up all kinds of mess and bear the disaster on her behalf. Everyone knows that Lin Feng protects her, sympathizes with her, and even dotes on her.

But Luojia, the real wife, was ignored by everyone. When everyone mentioned her, the first impression was that jealous snake and scorpion poisonous woman, or that lofty, cold and arrogant nine day goddess? Or is it Lin Feng's nameless wife?

Thinking of this, Jiang Chan drank all the spirits in the wine pot. She threw it away, and a golden little monkey jumped up and caught the wine gourd.

"Goddess, drink less of such strong wine." the little monkey held the wine gourd and squatted on the branch next to the ginger cicada. His big eyes turned and looked very smart.

Jiang Chan reached out and rubbed the little monkey's golden brain: "this wine is very good, little gold. I'll go out soon. Make more wine and I'll take it with me."

Little Jin scratched his head: "then I'll collect more for the goddess in Hui nationality? I'll send it to the peak then?"

Jiang Chan squinted: "it's so good. Here you are. I can't take your things for nothing."

Jiang Chan's heart moved slightly. A Wang Lingquan appeared in front of the little monkey: "this is the Lingquan on Qingli peak. I'll give you the lingmonkey family. I'll just give you some more wine in the future."

Little gold jumped up and down beautifully: "thank you, goddess!"

Rubbed Xiao Jin's head, Jiang Chan fell lightly on the back of a white bear under the tree: "go back, I want to walk around here."

The white bear stood up and walked away with Jiang Chan, leaving the little monkey jumping and jumping at the Wang Ling spring.

He grabbed a handful of white bear's dense fur, and Jiang Chan sat on the white bear's back. It's still novel enough in the fairy world. If it's in modern times, who can have such a positive contact with the bear?

Sure enough, Jiang Chan didn't expect. Less than three months after he separated from Xiao Jin that day, someone came from heaven.

Looking at the kind-hearted old immortal standing in front of her, Jiang Chan smiled: "I know the meaning of heaven. I want to see Lin Feng's God of war with my own eyes. Isn't that too much?"

Chonghua Xianjun, who was sent by Tianting to lobby Luojia, nodded repeatedly: "naturally, it's not too much. I don't know when it's convenient for the goddess to start?"

Jiang Chan stood up and said, "look at Xianjun. I think Lin Feng's injury is very critical? Let's start now."

Even if she has more resentment against Lin Feng, Luojia still wants to save Lin Feng. Not for Lin Feng, but if Lin Feng really dies, no one in Tianting will be able to withstand Lin Feng's gap. At that time, more casualties will be caused.

Jiang Chan could understand Luo Jia's idea, so she admired her more. It's easy to love someone and hate someone, but it's actually very difficult to save someone when you hate him.

The immortal's feet are very fast. It seems that in the blink of an eye, Jiang Chan and Chonghua Xianjun arrive at the South Tianmen gate. Luojia seldom comes to Tianting, but who doesn't know her name?

As the only goddess in the three worlds, she was born with a halo. This is not the gate of the South sky. The immortal soldier and immortal general who guarded the gate didn't ask, so they let them into the heaven.

Jiang Chan glanced at the arrangement of Tianting: "Tianting is really the most magnificent place in the three circles. At first glance, it looks resplendent. The skilled craftsmen here are good. Lend me some other day, and I'll go back and tidy up my qinglifeng."

Can't you always eat wind and drink dew? At least she is a goddess. She will stay in qinglifeng for a long time in the next thousand or eight hundred years. She doesn't want to take the sky as the cover and the earth as the seat.

Chonghua Xianjun smiled: "these are designed by the Luban craftsman of Tianting. If Lin Feng's God of war wakes up, the goddess will promise whatever you ask."

Jiang Chan glanced at the kind-hearted old immortal and felt that he smelled like a profiteer.

"How precious is your hard work? It's only worth the palace of Luban craftsman? As far as I know, it's not a small thing if Lin Feng is gone from the heaven."

Chonghua Xianjun touched the sweat on his forehead and said that the Luojia goddess looked cold. How can she talk so prickly? Of course, that's right. Who made him speak without thinking?

"Yes, it's the fairy who said the wrong thing. Please don't count the villain."

Jiang Chan glanced at Chonghua Xianjun: "Xianjun, look at what you said, you are a red man in front of the emperor of heaven. After so many years of experience, where is it so easy to say wrong?"

Chonghua Xianjun nodded and said, "yes, the palace of Lin Feng's God of war is ahead. Xiaoxian will take you in."

Seeing that he had reached his destination, Jiang Chan let go of the heavy Chinese immortal. She wants to establish the dignity of Luojia from now on. Sometimes you are approachable and will only make others think you are weak and deceptive.

Especially in the delicate relationship between Tianting and Luojia, Jiang Chan needs to be tougher.

Lin Feng's Fairy mansion was very lively. When Jiang Chan came in, all the immortals threw their eyes over. If Jiang Chan is an egg, it is estimated that he has been fried by the hot eyes of everyone now.

In particular, more than a dozen immortal soldiers and generals in armor looked at Jiang Chan with burning eyes. A powerful immortal will take the lead and worship Jiang Chan to the end.

"Goddess Luojia, please save Lin Feng. Before fighting with the demon family, he managed to survive his sixth heaven disaster. He fought with the demon God before his injury healed. Now he can't do it. Lin Feng is our God of war. If he's gone, the demon family's army will be in danger in a few days..."

Jiang Chan raised her palm to stop the golden armor warrior's words, "your meaning is clear, but let's talk about chips before saving people."

Seeing that the faces of the people in the heavenly court were not very good-looking, Jiang Chan said, "how precious is my heart's blood? Take a drop of heart's blood, my cultivation will go back 500 years. Your majesty thought I would give my heart's blood so freely?"

The emperor coughed: "I don't know what the goddess wants as a reward for curing Lin Feng."

Jiang Chan's eye wave circulated: "I haven't thought of it yet. Then the court owes me three requirements that day. I will inform you of the specific requirements at that time."

Seeing that the faces of the immortals were different, Jiang Chan smiled: "it's definitely within your Majesty's ability. It will never be harmful to the heaven. If your majesty doesn't believe it, I can make a demonic oath."

The emperor of heaven looked at Jiang Chan for a long time, and suddenly said a digression: "Lin Feng is the second to none God of war in heaven, and you are young. I wonder if the goddess is willing to marry Lin Feng?"