Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Chapter 45

Yan Xiqian couldn't help but sigh, "It's so beautiful."

After hearing Qingyan's resignation, he said, "If Ah Qian likes it, I will also plant roses in Chonghua Palace, okay?"

"Really?" Yan Xiqian's eyes flashed with surprise.

She quite likes flowers, probably because there are no such beautiful things in the deep sea, so they are more memorable.

Yan Luwan was helpless, pressed her forehead with one hand, and said, "I said you two, did I bring you here to play?"

Ever since Yan Xiqian said that she wanted to fly a kite, she already wanted to have a fit, and now she wanted to plant roses again, it was too much!

Yan Xi smiled slightly, then pushed Qing Yan to resign and negotiate with the guards, "Go quickly, my cousin is going to beat us up later."

Qing Yanci nodded, walked over lightly, only said a few words to the guard, and gave the guard something else.

After a while, he waved to Yan Xiqian.

Yan Xiqian and Yan Luwan approached, and the Butterfly Clan guard respectfully invited them in.

"How did you do it?" Yan Xiqian thought that he would at least have to prove everything before these cautious butterfly clans believed that he was the God of War of the Celestial Clan, but it was quite easy.

The boy said: "I just told my identity. If they won't let us in, I'll let my brother lead the troops to destroy them."

Yan Xiqian was slightly taken aback, "Really?"

Qing Yanci smiled, "Of course it's fake, it's using this."

The immortal gods of the Celestial Clan all have their own jade cards to prove their identities.

These jade cards have different materials according to the level of the gods, and it is even more difficult to imitate them.

Yes, it cannot be faked.

Yan Xiqian pinched his waist, "Okay, you've failed your studies."

The boy smiled again, and said, "I'm afraid Ah Qian will think I'm boring."

These words really hit Yan Xiqian's heart, 'he's boring', Yan Xiqian complained [-] times if not a thousand times.

But the older Qing Yanci seemed to have gotten used to this kind of boredom, even if he wanted to joke with Yan Xiqian, he still felt awkward.

Fortunately, he is still young, but he is a good age for children to teach.

Yan Xiqian was a little excited, she could take advantage of his young age and cultivate him into the person she likes.

But after thinking about it, she didn't know what she liked, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

In a panic, the guards had brought the three of them to the patriarch's village.

The stockade is made of bamboo, which looks very simple and elegant.

There is a very faint fragrance in the room. I can't tell what it is, but it smells very light and pleasant.

On the wall near the door are colorful crystal bottles, which contain some unknown powders.

There is a thin line between the bottles, hanging in a long string, which looks very distinctive.

The guard said: "I'm going to invite the patriarch to come here, and invite some distinguished guests to wait here for a while."

Qing Yanci nodded and said, "I'm sorry."

When the man left, Yan Xiqian couldn't help but walked into the string of crystal bottles, staring at them carefully, "These are the legendary scale powder?"

Yan Luwan shook her head, "The bottle that Mu Yang brought back was in a small pitch-black porcelain bottle, I didn't open it to see, and I'm not sure if these are."

Yan Xiqian looked at Qing Yanci who was at the side again, "Yan Ci, do you know?"

The young man said: "The Butterfly Clan pays tribute to the Heavenly Palace every year. Most of them are used to make spices. I have seen it before, and it seems that they are all packed in black bottles. I have never seen such colorful crystal bottles. Pass."

As soon as the words fell, an old voice came from behind, "That's because different scale powders need different exposures and spell refining to achieve different effects. These are scale powders that are being refined and have not matured yet. The mature scale powder is packed in a black porcelain bottle in order to prevent exposure to the sun to change its characteristics."

The three of them turned around together, and saw an old man with white hair and white beard standing at the door.

The old man hunched over and walked in with a cane, and immediately said goodbye to Qing Yan.

Qing Yanci quickly supported her, "The patriarch doesn't need to be polite."

With a smile on his face, the old man said: "I thought that I would never have the chance to see Shangshen again in this life. Unexpectedly, I met Shangshen again in just 50 years."

It is true that the 19-year-old Qing Yanci will not know what the patriarch said about 50 years ago, but he is calm and just asks: "How is the patriarch recently?"

The old patriarch said: "Thanks to God's blessing, it's very, very good! Thanks to God's help to drive away the snakes in the Butterfly Clan, now, the old man can enjoy his old age in peace!"

That's what happened.

Before the battle between the Celestial Clan and the Demon Clan, Yan Xiqian only knew that Qing Yanci controlled all the territories under the Celestial Clan, but he didn't know that he even took care of the affairs of such a small clan.

The patriarch's gaze quickly shifted to Yan Xiqian and Yan Luwan.

The Butterfly Clan has always had a keen sense of smell, and immediately realized that these two girls came from the deep sea.

The old patriarch asked: "These two are the wives of the God of God?"

Qing Yanci quickly introduced, "This is my wife, the second princess of the South China Sea, Yan Xiqian. This is Ah Qian's cousin, Yan Luwan."

The two of them greeted the old patriarch one after another, but the old man stared at the two of them rudely for a long time, and said, "Shangshen's wife is really beautiful, no wonder the old man wanted to let Shangshen accept the first lady of our Butterfly Clan. She is a beauty, even God has not agreed."

Qing Yanci subconsciously looked at Yan Xiqian's expression, feeling a little apprehensive, afraid that she would be angry.

Yan Xi was slightly stunned, there is such a thing?

If you think about it carefully, if you are away all year round, you may not know how many beauties will come to your door!

Yan Luwan was worried that the topic was going too far, so she hurriedly said: "I came to the Butterfly Clan this time to do one thing. I need to ask the patriarch for help."

The old patriarch laughed, "Naturally, it can help God, so I will never refuse."

Yan Luwan was relieved a lot, and said: "My... a friend misused the scale powder of obsessed with fantasy, and now he fell into a deep sleep and couldn't wake up. I also asked the patriarch to point out one or two ways to rescue him."

The old patriarch was a little surprised when he heard this, "Speaking of which, our Butterfly Clan happened to lose a bottle of Obsessive Dream Scale Powder two days ago."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Xiqian and Yan Luwan's hearts were lifted.

Could this old man be aware of something and refuse to help?
Unexpectedly, the old patriarch thought for a moment, and said: "It must be thieves who harm people, and this old man must do his best to save people."

Yan Xiqian and Yan Luwan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was Qing Yanci, otherwise, it would be doubted if it was just the words of the two Shui tribes who the Butterfly tribe looked down upon.

Qing Yanci cupped his hands and said, "I have to worry about it, Patriarch Lao."

The old man smiled, "What is God talking about, such trivial matters are insignificant."

(End of this chapter)