"I have no friends in the fairy world except for the few sisters. I met this immortal master by chance thirty years ago.

This immortal has great power, and he will not be a thing in the pool. I treat him as my brother, and he will treat me as my sister, so he will not be careless."

Yu Zecheng was stunned and frowned. Feng Yue? Feng Yue Immortal, is it Mr. Feng Yue, the master of the Yin and Yang Realm? Daluo Hunyuan Jinxian?

Yaxiang frowned when she saw Yu Zecheng and said:

"You don't think much about it. He and I are innocent. Although he calls himself Feng Yue, he likes to be so lustful.

But I can feel that he has a high mind, a firm heart, and is extremely arrogant."

Yaxiang said with an expression of dismay:

"In his heart, the so-called beloved relatives and the so-called beauty are just red pink skeletons.

I'm afraid it's his heart that has never had the past love, and he's alone for the rest of his life. In fact, it's very pitiful."

Suddenly a voice came:

"Who is talking about me behind my back? It's Xiao Xiangxiang again, and you miss your brother again?"

Yaxiang scolded:

"Bah, brother who is so polite, shameless. Since that's the case, I won't give you this wine and food."

The man said:

"No, no, I was wrong, I won't say it anymore.

I just want to see if my brother-in-law will get angry or not.”

When someone walked into the door, he saw his face, Yu Zecheng's eyes lit up, and he felt that a gentleman was as good as jade.

He raised his cup and rolled his eyes to look at the blue sky, as bright as a jade tree facing the wind. His facial features were like a knife, his whole body was righteous, his long sleeves were fluttering, and his white clothes were feather fans. He was free and comfortable. Although he was smiling, he had a kind of majesty and was arrogant without anger.

Seeing him, Yu Zecheng stood up to perform the disciple's greeting and said:

"Meet Mr. Fengyue."

This is a test.

He smiled slightly and said:

"There is no Mr. Fengyun here, only the immortal Fengyue."

As an answer, there is something in his words, it is Mr. Fengyun, the leader of the Yin-Yang Realm of the Great Luo Hunyuan Jinxian.

The two of them sat down, served Yaxiang wine and dishes, each with a glass of water and wine, and said:

"Brother, this is what I told you before. My lover destroyed the immortal. I was so happy that he also came to the fairy world."

Mr. Fengyun smiled and said:

"I know, the Immortal who speaks frankly and dares to sarcastically, how can I not know?

It’s well said that among these old antiques, some of them are just frogs in the well, and they can only see the sky as big as a palm.

You don't deserve to be as famous as me. You said it very well. I've wanted to say this a long time ago."

Yu Zecheng was stunned. Why did the ancestor of Zhongxing Wang Yinyang say this? Old Man Jian say this, and he also say this?

These Daluo Hunyuan Jinxian are afraid that they are like the human world, and literati are despised and despised each other.
Chapter completed!