Lin Xuan looked at Queen Mother Xi and couldn't help but feel helpless.
Who says women are inferior to men?
Others say that men are impatient.
In Lin Xuan's opinion, Xi'er was much more anxious than himself.
Even the three bows to heaven and earth and the high hall are omitted.
Doesn't this mean that Xi'er is very impatient and wants to become his wife as soon as possible?
Do you even want to skip directly to the last step of sending to the bridal chamber?
Hey hey hey!
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan was happy.
"Ahem! In that case, let's do what you say!"
Lin Xuan nodded and no longer struggled with the three bows.
All the immortals in Meishan breathed a sigh of relief.
It felt like I had walked away from the gate of hell.
This feeling is really uncomfortable.
He obviously came to attend a wedding, but he ended up being scared to death.
Scared to death!
"Come on, come on! Four ladies, let's respect all the guests!"
Lin Xuan took the four ladies on his arm and began to toast one by one.
The immortals were flattered.
After this round, all the immortals drank Lin Xuan's fruit wine.
They all felt that their souls were swollen.
If not, this would not be the first time for these immortals to meet Lin Xuan, and their strength would be much stronger than before.
I'm just afraid that if I drink this one drink, I'll have to crawl directly under the table.
Lin Xuan came around and felt slightly drunk.
Lin Xuan usually drinks the fruit wine he brewed, and he has a good drinking capacity.
But today was his wedding day. While others drank one sip, he drank three glasses in a row.
If Tongtian Cult Master drinks one cup, he will drink ten cups directly.
Therefore, Lin Xuan planned to get himself drunk.
After three drinks, the guests began to use their chopsticks.
Of course, it goes without saying much about Lin Xuan’s dishes.
All are avenue-level meals.
In line with the principle that everything you eat is yours, the chopsticks of the two people flew around and kept flying.
At this moment, where is the immortal demeanor?
Daluo Jinxian, in Lin Xuan's Meishan courtyard, has become nothing more than a joke.
Often for a piece of braised pork, all kinds of magical powers would be used.
It’s simply terrifying!
Swish, swish, swish!
The two tables of food carefully prepared by Lin Xuan began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lin Xuan saw it and was happy in his heart.
It's a big wedding, as long as everyone is happy.
"Uncle Lin Xuan!"
Just as Lin Xuan was pouring himself a drink, a voice came.
Lin Xuan looked up and saw that it was 'Xiao Xin'.
This Xiao Xin is Di Xin.
Back then, Zhao Gongming brought Di Xin, Wen Zhong and Yu Yuan to visit Lin Xuan.
And these three people were very careless in choosing pseudonyms, and named themselves after their juniors.
Di Xin - Xiao Xin, Wen Zhong - Xiao Wen, Yu Yuan - Xiao Yu.
In this world, there is probably no one more careless than these three people.
Di Xin saw that Lin Xuan seemed to be in a good mood, and he couldn't bear it anymore.
Because when he entered, Lin Xuan once said that Shang Tang had a life span of twenty-eight years since Emperor Xin came to the throne, and there were still eighteen years left.
Di Xin felt very uncomfortable hearing this.
For Di Xin, Shangtang is his country and his lifeblood.
After he took office, he worked hard and worked hard.
However, Lin Xuan only has eighteen years of luck left in Shangtang.
Di Xin was in a state of confusion, especially since these words came from Lin Xuan's mouth, which made it even more difficult for Di Xin to refute.
After all, in Lin Xuan's mouth, there were too many things to demonstrate.
What one thing is wrong?
This isn't all right.
In other words, Di Xin had to believe in Senior Lin Xuan's ability to predict the future.
This person didn't know the time of his death. How could he sleep peacefully once he knew it?
"What's wrong? Xiao Xin!"
Lin Xuan's eyes contained a trace of drunkenness and he spoke to Di Xin.
Di Xin took a deep breath, and then said to Lin Xuan:
"Uncle Lin Xuan, just now you said that Shangtang's fortune is twenty-eight years old. Is this true?"
"Yes! Since Emperor Xin wrote the poem in Nuwa Temple, Shang Tang will not live for more than twenty-eight years. This is a certainty!"
Lin Xuan nodded and said decisively.
boom!
The immortals couldn't help but stop their chopsticks.
Most of these immortals are people who intercept the teachings.
Except for Hou Tu's Dharmakaya, they all have a close relationship with Jiejiao.
The luck of Jiejiao is also closely related to the luck of Dashang.
If Shang Tang had twenty-eight years of luck, wouldn't Jiejiao be destined to fail?
Only Hou Tu is the saint in charge of reincarnation, so he has nothing to do with Shang Tang's luck.
For a while, Meishan Courtyard became quiet.
"Then is there any way to prolong luck?"
Although Di Xin was an emperor and had a strong character, he was as fragile as a child in front of Lin Xuan. Hearing Lin Xuan's decisive answer, Di Xin felt like he was about to cry.
He was the human emperor in Dashang.
In front of Lin Xuan, he was just a child!
"No, what can we mortals do about this Shangtang luck? Haha!"
Lin Xuan shook his head, looked at Di Xin, seemed to have some feelings, and said:
"You kid, it seems you have a deep affection for Dashang! You're going to cry!"
When Di Xin heard this, he sighed in his heart.
Can it not be too deep?
He is a great businessman!
Did Senior Lin Xuan say there was nothing he could do?
Why!
Thinking of this, Di Xin felt even more desperate, and replied to Lin Xuan with a decadent look:
"Well, the king is a good king!"
The immortals in Meishan sweated violently.
This Di Xin is really shameless.
Addicted to acting?
How can you praise yourself so much?
Lin Xuan heard Di Xin's words and nodded slightly.
"Di Xin is a good king, but there's nothing he can do! He can't stop the general trend! He's been stabbed in the back too many times!"
Lin Xuan sighed, drank a glass of fruit wine by himself, and then spoke.
Backstab?
What's the meaning?
The immortals were stunned.
"Uncle Lin Xuan, what is a backstab?"
Di Xin's eyes widened and he looked studious and asked Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan:......
All right!
I forget that this is a prehistoric world.
"Backstabbing means being betrayed by a traitor. Not only Emperor Xin, but also the leader of Tongtian Cult was stabbed in the back!"
Lin Xuan explained.
boom!
As soon as these words came out, the whole Meishan fell silent.
traitor?
Another traitor?
Last time, there was a long-eared Dingguang Immortal, and there were traitors?
The breath of the immortals suddenly stagnated.
"Traitor? There are also traitors in this Jie Cult and Dashang?"
Even the leader of Tongtian Cult could not help but stretch his neck and ask Lin Xuan.
"Um!"
"There are quite a few traitors, and one of the more famous ones, I think, is Hong Jin, the commander-in-chief of Sanshan Pass! He is also an outer disciple of Our Lady of Jinling!"
Lin Xuan was obviously in a good mood, and taking advantage of the wedding, he couldn't help but talk more to everyone.
boom!
Di Xin's eyes widened.
Wen Zhong and Yu Yuan were also dumbfounded!
"I just appointed Hong Jin as the commander-in-chief of Sanshanguan!"
"Senior Lin Xuan even knows this!"
Di Xin didn't dare to say anything on the surface, but in fact, in his heart, there was already a storm.
Could it be that Senior Lin Xuan already knew something——
So you're reminding me on purpose?
