Chapter 4847

After sitting in the hall and listening to Jian Wushuang's words, Wei Liujia soon realized that he was sitting and recuperating. He wanted to remove the injuries in the immortal body in the shortest possible time to avoid leaving cracks.

However, Zhao Ting seemed quite uncomfortable, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Seeing her discomfort, Jian Wushuang quickly said, "if you are not used to staying here, you can leave at any time. I won't stop you."

Hearing this, Zhao Ting shook his head, "I don't mean that. Now I have nowhere to go. If you hadn't saved me at the beginning, I'm afraid I'd have died now, just..."

"Are you worried that xiaodijun will find out your identity?" Jian Wushuang asked.

She nodded. "A few years ago, as a heavenly official, I went to the heaven with the childe to attend a banquet, and I met with all emperors. Now I think, childe Yan is very likely to recognize me."

"It's a little troublesome. I'm afraid you can only continue to change your face."

She sighed slightly, "it's the only way."

While they were talking, three streamers crossed the clouds and rushed into the silent hall in an instant.

The leading Yan Xian, with a strong body, was like a towering God peak, and his strong face was dancing with joy at the moment.

"Brother Jian, I didn't expect you to come back so soon. It seems that you haven't been back for ten years!"

Then there are two figures, one is elegant, and the face is handsome and soft.

Although the other body shape is also quite handsome and elegant, its decadent standing posture seems to be extremely generous.

Three bodies, three immortals.

They arched their hands at the same time, with excitement in their eyes, "brother Jian, brother Jian, brother Jian."

Jian Wushuang had already left his seat and smiled, "I want to congratulate you, too. They have changed a lot."

The three of them looked at each other and then laughed.

Chen Qing beamed and said, "brother Jian, you don't know. He takes Dan pills as sugar beans all day long. It's strange that he doesn't break through to Yanxian."

"Brother Chen, who nearly choked and fainted after eating 60 pills in one gulp?" Chunqiu joked.

Cui Jing also received the voice at the right time, "if it weren't for the help of brother chun and me, I'm afraid you would be perfect?"

Chen Qing's face turned red. "Don't fart. I was just in a hurry to control the quality..."

The hall, which was originally silent, with these three living treasures, immediately became much more lively.

After teasing each other for a while, Chen Qing first noticed that in addition to di Qing, there were two bodies sitting in the hall.

"Are these two?" Chen Qing inquired.

Jian Wushuang said, "I brought them back from Damian, and they live in this little lonely sky for the time being."

Standing up from Wu's seat, Wei Liujia hurriedly arched his hands and said, "I'm a Sanxian, whose name is taboo."

Zhao Ting didn't speak, but just sat in his place and nodded.

Chen Qing, Chunqiu and Cui Jing all restrained their smiles. Naturally, they heard that Damian was the territory of the childe.

Later, when Chen Qing was about to pull the sword to remind him, a Yan fairy stepped into the palace.

"Mr. Jian, the little emperor invites you and the other six ministers to a banquet today to wash the dust for you. Please take a rest and go to Dugu Tian."

After saying that, Yan Xian left by himself.

Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. It was obvious that after he entered the six day realm, the little emperor had already known it, and he knew it with several people back.

"Let's get ready. After a short rest, we'll go to the banquet together."

"Can I not go?" Zhao Ting inquired.

"If you don't want to arouse suspicion, you'd better go with me."

……

With the curl of fairy clouds rising, led by the sword unparalleled, a total of seven body shapes came to the big solitary sky, the little emperor's heavenly palace.

"Lord Jian, the little emperor has been waiting for a long time." Walking out from the side of the hall, the thin purple robed Yan Xian said calmly.

Jian Wushuang nodded and took the lead in entering the hall.

"Brother Jian, long time no see," the little emperor in extravagant clothes greeted him with a faint smile, "please take your seats at will."

The heavenly palace is huge, and every fairy present has his own thoughts.

Di Qing was not interested in the little emperor, so he sat quietly beside Jianwu's body and closed his eyes.

Although Chunqiu's face is calm, the hatred deep in his eyes is very strong.

Cui Jing restrained his generous breath and looked nervous.

Wei Liujia was also quite nervous and turned his head aside intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhao Ting, who had changed his face, seemed quite calm, as if he were a real guest.

Chen Qing is still big, "xiaodijun, we haven't seen each other for many days, and we must not be drunk today."

The little emperor sitting at the top smiled, "well, it happened that brother Jian also returned from Damian. Today we won't be drunk."

The atmosphere eased, and the heavenly palace began to be full of wine and preparation.

"By the way, brother Jian, did you find that thing when you returned from Damian?"

Holding the wine cup, the little emperor came to jianwushuang and sat down to ask.

He shook his head. "I haven't found it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find it in the future."

"This kind of thing can't be in a hurry. Maybe you can come to you soon." The little emperor said, and drank the wine in the cup at one gulp. "Tell me, how is Damian's situation?"

Jian Wushuang looked at him and immediately told him what had happened to Damian.

Hearing that Damian was almost destroyed, and that the childe's forces were almost all destroyed, the little emperor had a happy look in his eyes, but he soon flashed away.

"This is really good news for me. Thanks for telling brother Jian." He laughed, "let's drink this glass of wine."

After drinking the wine again, xiaodijun got up, waved his palm, and a real sword fell into his hands.

"Brother Jian, your swordsmanship is about to melt. Even if it's only a line away from the Sword Fairy, why don't we talk about it today?"

He said, and then threw the real sword in his hand to jianwushuang.

"Seriously?"

"Of course, but please be merciful to brother Jian."

After a simple conversation, Jian Wushuang held the real sword in his hands and opposed the little emperor.

The atmosphere in the whole temple of heaven was abrupt and congealed, full of cold sword meaning.

"Brother Chen, you have followed the little emperor the longest. Guess who will win in the end?" Cui Jing looked at Chen Qing beside him and whispered.

"It's needless to say? At first sight, brother Jian won," Chen Qing glanced at him. "You know, when we first met brother Jian, I only passed three swords in his hand."

"I'll go, brother Jian is so powerful?!"

"Of course, it may be good for you to learn."