My husband is born again

Chapter 821
Pu Zihuang smiled and shook the feather fan, very proud: "Is it a good match?"

"No."

After Nezha finished speaking coldly, he walked into the fairy palace.

Ruan Ling walked up to Pu Zihuang, looked at Nezha's back with him, and asked, "Are you familiar with him?"

"It's not bad, I've fought a few times." Pu Zihuang said, "This kid is too arrogant, he's not polite when talking to anyone. Just ignore him."

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "I'm a little city god, how can I be qualified to talk to other people?"

"Don't underestimate yourself, just based on your appearance..." Pu Zihuang glanced at her and coughed lightly, "Of course, I'm talking about your real body. Come, let's go in and have a look."

Ruan Ling is still very familiar with the Kunlun Asgard, but it was the first time she visited the Asgard 500 years ago.

Compared with the outside, the inside is even more peaceful with singing and dancing, warm as spring, full of cranes and flowers, and the beautiful Xian'e shuttles around with food and wine.

Really fairy style.

Ruan Ling was dazzled.

She had to remember the appearance of this place well, so that she would not forget how prosperous the fairy world used to be when she saw the dilapidated Kunlun Palace when she went back in the future.

At this time, a group of maids came over with fruits.

Pu Zihuang beckoned them to stop, took a bunch of grapes from a palace maid, and smiled softly, "Thank you, little fairy."

He looks seductive and handsome, his eyes are born with tenderness, and his speech is also gentle and soft, which made the maids of the palace blush with embarrassment.

Ruan Ling squeezed a grape from his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, looked at the graceful figures of the court maids, and said: "Mr. Zihuang is really a veritable flower peacock, who loves flowers everywhere. You see, the faces of other little fairies are all red. gone."

"Women are delicate flowers, they should be pitied." Pu Zihuang said softly.

At this time, Xian'e came over again, and said respectfully: "Please come with me, Lord Zihuang."

She led Pu Zihuang towards the banquet.

Ruan Ling admired the beautiful scenery of the fairy palace all the way, observed the passing gods all the way, and wondered what Po Meng's sister would look like.

She asked Pu Zihuang: "Do you know the goddess of Xiangjiang?"

"know."

"Will she come today?"

"Yes, I saw her last time." Pu Zihuang said casually, "Why do you ask her?"

"It's just that I've heard her name a long time ago, and I'm curious." Ruan Ling smiled, "When I see her later, can you point it out to me?"

"no problem."

Pu Zihuang stepped into a large hall with a smile.

There are several rows of long seats inside, which are already full of gods from all walks of life.

Pu Zihuang stepped in this green dress and immediately attracted countless eyes.

Ruan Ling silently followed behind him as a green leaf, setting off his beauty.

Along the way, she could tell that this Pu Zihuang was simply a social butterfly among gods, and there was no one he didn't know, or who didn't know him.

"I'm wondering, do you not do anything all day long, just visit here and there?"

After Pu Zihuang greeted the No.30 eight gods, Ruan Ling finally couldn't help asking.

Pu Zihuang laughed: "I lived in the Heaven Realm for a while when I was a child, so all the gods know some of them."

"Have you lived in the heaven?" Ruan Ling was surprised, "I'm getting more and more curious about your identity now."

"It's nothing, I'll tell you later." Pu Zihuang smiled indifferently, "Come on, find a seat first."

(End of this chapter)