Mysterious world, I was handed over by my daughter to Zhen Mosi

Chapter 243 Ancient Clan, Chen Yu's Golden Lifeline?

Xiaoyujing, the huge area of ​​Kyoto Prefecture.

The birthday banquet ushered in the beginning, the forces from all over the world gathered in Xitianzhou, and the square of Nuoda was full of seats.

Cranes roared in the sky, there were saintesses walking in the air, and the red horses covered the clouds, the scene was extremely grand.

The entire square is also full of voices and bustling.

Such a grand occasion is rarely seen in the West Tianzhou.

Only a behemoth like Xiao Yujing has the prestige of being universally echoed.

Su Baoji was standing outside the main hall of the square at this time, looking at all the scenes below, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

And Feng Changhen next to him, for some reason, always felt uneasy, like heart palpitations, which continued to linger.

"Is the nephew of Everlasting Hate feeling unwell?" Su Baoji asked with a faint smile.

"Never." Feng Changhen shook his head.

He frowned tightly, feeling more and more haze covering the top of his head.

The prosperous scene of the Kyoto Prefecture, obviously full of vitality, gave him an inexplicable chill.

"The eyes are blackened and the seal is dim. I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster." Gu Xuanqing suddenly said calmly.

He didn't look at Feng Changhen, but he already smelled something unusual.

On Feng Changhen's body, there was obviously a strange dead air, as if he was being targeted by something.

After such words fell, Feng Changhen's body trembled, and his face became even more ugly.

He is the third prince of the Holy Court, where did the bloody disaster come from?
"Brother Gu, don't scare him anymore, the young man may just be weak." The beautiful middle-aged woman in Jiang's family shook her head with a smile.

"Aunt Jiang Mei said so." Gu Xuanqing smiled slightly.

Seeing that these two heavyweights in the Great Ruins were making fun of him, Feng Changhen felt extremely depressed.

The plans were disrupted one after another, and he couldn't restrain the two great gods at Xiaoyujing's occasion today.

In this way, promoting the dignity of his holy court will be reduced to nothing.

"Banquet!"

Suddenly, there was a shout in the sky.

The saintess hung the red horse training horizontally, and slowly unfolded it, and the strong men of many powerful sects in the square immediately stood up.

"Our congratulations to Palace Master Su, for another 10 years in the human world!"

The sound resounded, shaking the universe, turning into sound waves and sweeping across the mountains.

Such a state of auspicious luck made Su Baoji smile all over his face.

"It's really a great honor for Su to come to the capital today, everyone. Please forgive me if the hospitality is not good enough."

Su Baoji cupped his fists and bowed deeply towards the square below.

Eight hundred heroes and three thousand clans are here one after another.

This is the glory that belongs to Xiaoyujing, and it also represents Xiaoyujing's status in Xitianzhou.

There was echoing sound again in the field, Su Baoji was about to continue to say something, but saw the distant sky suddenly change.

A faint sentence came from outside the sky: "Chen is here today, and I also wish Palace Master Su a long life."

The square became restless for a moment, and they raised their eyes and looked back, quite puzzled.

At this point in time, who else is late?

Su Baoji couldn't help frowning. He saw Chen Yu and the others, but he couldn't remember when he saw them.

When he saw the Bai Ze Divine Beast of the Wine Sword God, his eyes froze for a moment.

He immediately changed into a smile: "It turns out that Buzhou Mountain God is here, so I'm rude."

Hearing these words, the various forces in West Tianzhou trembled immediately, and their complexions changed one after another, feeling unbelievable.

Although Dongzhou encountered Izanagi's disaster for the second time, the status of the three characters of Buzhou Mountain cannot be shaken by any existence.

There are rumors that the gods on the mountain are extremely powerful, each of them is an old monster who has lived for many epochs, and they are in charge of one of the laws of the Wuhuang Continent.

Never expected that even the God of Buzhou Mountain would appear at this birthday banquet!
I saw the Sword God of Wine shook his head lightly, and replied: "It's not because I want to come here, but because the brother next to me needs to deal with some matters at your birthday banquet."

After saying that, everyone looked confused again.

Su Baoji was even more puzzled, and Feng Changhen's face had completely turned livid.

He stared at Chen Yu, Yan Mozi and the others. Their coming here meant that Gu Nu had failed!
"Uncle Su, they are here to look for me." Feng Changhen spoke word by word.

"Oh?" Su Baoji slowly narrowed his eyes.

With his sophistication, he immediately understood why.

But he was still quite confused. After all, Feng Changhen was the third prince of the Holy Court. With such an identity, would anyone in the Wuhuang Continent dare to provoke him?

"Don't worry, with Uncle Su here today, no one can touch you." Su Baoji said lightly.

With these words, Feng Changhen immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

At the horizon, Chen Yu and his party finally arrived, attracting everyone's attention. The flow of a lot of powerful aura really made Smiling Rentu feel quite uncomfortable.

As a dignified and dignified god king and powerhouse, in today's situation, he still felt an extremely deep sense of oppression.

"Hey...what is the identity of the master here, who can gather so many strong men of all kinds?" The smiling man Tu Qing couldn't help shrinking his neck.

There is no doubt that the big scene is not something that I can get my hands on.

He quietly took half a step back, resentfully hiding behind Chen Yu.

"Palace Master Su, can you hand over Feng Changhen beside you to Mr. Chen, it's true that Mr. Chen was somewhat offended by coming here during the birthday banquet today."

Chen Yu cupped his hands slightly as a respect.

After all, such a big scene brought together so many heroes from Xitianzhou, his arrival did cause trouble for Xiao Yujing.

But if you want Chen Yu to wait, then I'm afraid you won't be so patient.

Therefore, such words are an apology.

As for Su Baoji's willingness to appreciate it, that's another matter.

Chen Yu has always been like this, courtesy first and soldiers later.

"I'm sorry, my long-hate nephew is an honored guest of this manor, so I'm sorry." Su Baoji stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently.

People in high positions always have some cognitive omissions.

He didn't know that the man in front of him was the lord of Mount Fengdu who drove the fifth generation Izanagi of the Celestial Dynasty family out of Dongzhou, and wiped out the fourth generation Gushen.

He only knows the Sword God of Wine, and only respects the Sword God of Wine.

Other than that, there is no difference in everything.

Following these words, the beautiful woman Jiang Mei beside her turned her head to Gu Xuanqing and said with a smile: "It seems that today's birthday banquet cannot be carried out normally, how about playing two more games of chess with me?"

She looked at Gu Xuanqing, but found that Gu Xuanqing was frowning at the moment, staring at the figure of Chen Yu in the mid-air in front of her.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mei asked curiously.

"This person...why is it so similar to the gods that my ancient clan believed in?" Gu Xuanqing looked at Chen Yu, and the outline of his face was strikingly similar.

Without delay, he quickly wrapped his fingertips around the technique, and began to transmit the images he saw back to the ancient clan.

"It's not right, this seems to be the god of my ancient clan." Gu Xuanqing's face was inexplicably pale, and he was anxiously waiting for the reply from the ancestors in the clan.

Jiang Mei, who witnessed this scene, was immediately stunned.

(End of this chapter)