On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Feng Xi stood up and walked towards Bai Ran. Bai Ran was drinking alone under a peach tree and seemed to be worried.

The wind blew far away, and the beautiful figure reflected in the lake and mountains made him mistakenly think that it was that person.

"Are you here?" He turned around in surprise.

After seeing Feng Xi, his eyes were slightly disappointed.

"Who do you think you are?" Feng Xi looked at him funny.

"I didn't think it was anyone."

"Tch, that's bullshit. You were obviously surprised just now, but you were disappointed after you saw it was me. Let me guess, did you just think that I was Feng Qingcheng, my domineering and powerful ancestor?"

"Little girl, don't be so smart, okay? Your ancestors of the Feng family are not mortals in my eyes. What's so good about that?"

"Yeah, it would be so embarrassing if my ancestors heard what you said."

"She's not here, how could she hear it?"

The two of them chatted about Feng Qingcheng for a long time. In fact, Feng Xi wanted to gossip. What kind of story does this old Bairan fox have with his ancestors?

However, Bai Ran is an old fox after all, and he won't even say anything even if he is beaten to death, so he just follows Feng Xi around here.

On the other side, Hua Sheng and Jiang Liu were a little fed up and wanted to go back.

It should be said that Hua Sheng wanted to rest. Although her cotton body felt good to the touch, soft and light, it was just like the real thing.

But after all, it is made of cotton, and Feng Xi has limited magic power.

So after the big battle just now, Hua Sheng was exhausted.

Leaning on Jiang Liu's shoulder, "Hubby, let's go home."

"Well, that's fine too."

"Then I'll go talk to Bai Ran."

"No, just rest here while I go talk."

"Alright, then be careful."

In the end, he was afraid that Jiang Liu would have something wrong here, so Hua Sheng quietly used the spiritual power in his body to create a protective shield, isolating Jiang Liu's entire body, and making those with evil thoughts retreat. Three feet.

So when Jiang Liu passed by gods and monsters, he didn't know what was on him.

only……

"Old guy, did you see the protective shield that little girl gave her husband?"

"I saw it, how about it?"

"That girl's spiritual power is extremely mellow. You should have noticed it when she beat up the Dragon King of the South China Sea just now?"

"I noticed it. It's very mellow, and the spiritual energy is very pure."

Two old men with extremely long eyebrows were squatting at the immortal banquet, secretly discussing Jiang Liu.

It is not easy to talk about these two people. One is Taoist Zhongli, the disciple of Taishang Yuanjun, and the other is Taoist Yimei, the disciple of Taihe Yuanjun.

The two old monsters are powerful in the world of immortals because they come from famous families.

I thought about coming to this banquet and wanted to drink some good wine, but unexpectedly I watched a big show instead.

"But old monster, how can ordinary mortals be able to withstand such powerful and mellow spiritual power?"

"You mean..."

"That's right, I mean, have you ever felt that this mortal man seems to be the most stupid and not as powerful as those two women. But in fact, it is extraordinary. He quietly endured the mellow spiritual power of that girl. , and...you really don't think he looks like a person between his eyebrows?"

"Huh? I don't think so. Who does it look like?"

"Forget it, I don't dare to jump to conclusions, I just think it's a bit similar... but it's probably unlikely... In short, this mortal boy is extraordinary. Just wait, I'll find out the truth."

After saying that, one of the old men stood up, floated directly to the river, and stopped in front of him.

"Senior, what are you doing?" Jiang Liu was slightly startled when he saw the old man who suddenly stopped him.