When Gu Yan took his seat, Saint Beiyao raised his wine glass in advance and said with a smile: "Your Majesty Emperor Yan Tian, I toast you this glass of wine!"
Gu Yan saved Saint Beiyao, it was impossible for her to show no signs of it at all.
"Haha, just call me Xiaoyan."
Gu Yan raised his wine glass, bumped it gently, and drank it in one gulp.
"How can this be possible? You are a senior and I..."
"It's okay to call me by my full name." Gu Yan smiled slightly.
Saint Beiyao hesitated.
"Sister, don't be afraid. I'm much younger than him, so I call him Xiaoyan." Mo Zhenren smiled and put his hand on Gu Yan's shoulder.
"We have been friends for many years, right, Xiao Yan?" Mo Zhenren looked at Gu Yan beside him.
"Haha, I guess so." Gu Yan smiled.
They are indeed close friends, but based on their true age, Gu Yan is more than 1,000 years younger than Mo Zhenren.
"Gu Yan, tell me how you rescued my master?" Mo Jiuyou poked Gu Yan's waist.
"Well, do you want to know?" Gu Yan lowered his head and looked at Mo Jiuyou beside him.
"If you are willing to speak, then I can reluctantly listen to it, Your Highness."
Mo Jiuyou held her hands in front of her chest and said arrogantly, naturally she would not be separated from Gu Yan because of her identity.
"You really want to hear it? Then I'll tell you."
Gu Yan cleared his throat and immediately attracted everyone's attention. They all wanted to see what the power of the Immortal Emperor was like.
Looking at the expectant eyes of everyone, Gu Yan raised his hands and shook them, smiling slightly and said: "Dangdang! I saved him with these two hands."
Everyone:...
This Immortal Emperor seems a bit unruly.
There was silence for a while, and no one knew what to say.
"Haha, senior Gu Yan is really humorous..." Beiyao Saint forced out a smile.
"Come on, let's continue drinking and eating meat, hehe..." The Demon King raised his glass and quickly eased the awkward atmosphere.
"Sister Beiyao, can I ask you a question?" Mo Zhenren wiped his hands and said with a smile.
"Well, do you have anything you want to ask, Master?" Saint Beiyao smiled slightly.
Mo Zhenren's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard these words. He stood up from his seat and trotted to the side of Saint Beiyao. He squeezed away from Mo Dong King and sat down.
"I have a question about cultivation. I wonder if I can ask you, sister..."
"Well, wasn't there a great god sitting next to you before? Didn't you ask him a question?" Looking at the Demon Master next to him, the Beiyao Sage was a little confused.
"Gu Yan is a very cold person, so I think it's better to ask you." Mo Zhenren explained.
Gu Yan was delighted when he heard this. Why did he become such a cold person?
If Mo Zhenren was afraid of himself, he would not dare to stretch out his foot to trip himself.
Gu Yan believed that Mo Zhenren already knew that he was his uncle at this time, otherwise why would the Mo Zhenren who had been submissive to him disappear before?
"Hmm... Actually, I think Senior Gu Yan is a very friendly person, but if you have any questions you want to ask me, I won't refuse."
Saint Beiyao smiled and said, naturally she would not accept what Master Mo said about Gu Yan, but if she could help, she could help.
"I want to ask..." Mo Zhenren lowered his head and seemed to be lost in thought.
Seeing the strange behavior of Mo Zhenren next to him, Beiyao Saint could not help but scratch his head in confusion.
What is this for? You still have to think about the questions you want to ask, right?
"I thought about it. I want to ask how to find the opportunity to break through the Immortal Saint?"
Beiyao Saint is a veteran Immortal Saint. He broke through to Immortal Saint not too far ago and his memory is still fresh. It is normal for Mo Zhenren to choose to ask her.
"Well, are you going to break through to the Immortal Saint?" Beiyao Saint blinked his eyes in disbelief.
How old is Mo Zhen? He is ready to break through to become an Immortal Saint. Will he become an Immortal Emperor in a few thousand or ten thousand years?
This qualification is simply terrifying!
"No more, I just wanted to ask in advance." Mo Zhenren smiled awkwardly.
Looking at this scene, Gu Yan couldn't help but touch his chin. Seeing the performance of Master Mo, it seemed a little abnormal...
He always felt that Mo Zhenren seemed to be interested in Beiyao Saint.
Could this be Mo Zhenren's revenge? If I can’t marry you, I will marry your master and be your master father!
Well, that’s a great idea!
Gu Yan nodded affirmatively, but then shook his head.
Putting aside the age gap, the characters of Beiyao Saint and Mo Zhenren are incompatible, so this is impossible.
"Ahem, everyone, stop now. I want to talk about business." Gu Yan cleared his throat.
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War Temple.
"Report! Report! Report!"
A soldier hurriedly ran into the hall.
"Who is it about?"
An Immortal Emperor slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the kneeling soldier.
"It's about Saint Yue Qinglian!" Xiao Bing said loudly!
Hearing this, the remaining seven immortal emperors suddenly opened their eyes, their big eyes as wide as bells, looking at the soldiers as if they were looking at rare animals.
It turns out it’s about sister Yue Qinglian.
When it comes to this, they are not sleepy anymore.
"Oh, what are you talking about?" Wang Teng, a strong man, patted the armrest and said excitedly.
"Yes, yes, just say what happened."
"Yes...she was kidnapped..." Xiao Bing said cautiously.
"ah!"
After hearing this, all the Immortal Emperors were not calm and stood up from their seats.
"Mud doesn't have eyes, right? It's not good to kidnap anyone, but kidnap my little angel!" Wang Teng said viciously.
"How is Qinglian doing now?"
Li Rusheng, dressed as a scholar in Tsing Yi, waved the folding fan in his hand, looking a little uneasy.
"The people who protected Shishan said that he was taken away and there was no trace of him. There was only one photo stone on the field."
Xiaobing took out a small stone and poured spiritual power into it, and soon a picture slowly appeared.
The figure of a woman in white slowly appeared on the screen, and then after Yue Qinglian appeared, she was knocked unconscious by the woman's palm and carried away.
Picture stones are stored in the mountains around Mount Goshi to prevent such a situation.
But what they didn't know was that the scenes recorded on these stones had been tampered with by Gu Yan!
"Wearing white clothes...this is a person from the fairy world!"
Wang Teng had lost his mind and concluded through gritted teeth.
"Everyone, our top priority is to go to the scene and see if we can find more useful information?"
As Li Rusheng spoke, he disappeared directly into the hall without waiting for anyone else's reaction.
The rest of the people were also very anxious and rushed towards Hushi Mountain.
Hushi Mountain, at this time, a large number of people have gathered here. In addition to the disciples of Hushi Mountain, there are more members of the Goddess Temple.
This is not because Hushishan doesn't care about Yue Qinglian, but because there are too many people in the goddess temple.
The Eight Immortal Emperors slowly emerged and looked at the scene in front of them anxiously.
"Look, have you found the murderer?!" Wang Teng grabbed a disciple by the shoulder.
"Looking, found..." The disciple looked a little frightened.
"Where is it?! You should tell me!"
Wang Teng shook the disciple all over his body, very anxious.
The disciple was shaken around and felt his head spinning, unable to think at all.
"Mad, I want to say it, but did you give me this chance?!"
That disciple really wanted to curse now.
