The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 1467

   "Brother, please have tea." Emperor Ziwei made it straight, like a child who just went to school.

  Sit down, pouring a cup of tea for Renwang.

  Renwang took a sip of his tea and almost spit out, "You are long live, call me brother?" He died.

  In order to marry a daughter-in-law, she really pulled her face.

  Ziwei Emperor has a serious face: "Yoyou's elder brother is my elder brother."

   "My name is Ye Jianyuan, I am now 13,000 years old." After talking, Emperor Ziwei coughed, and the tips of his ears were embarrassingly red.

  It’s like an old cow eating tender grass.

   "But this name hasn't been called for many years." Before he ascended, he was a talented disciple. Everyone called him Senior Brother Ye.

  Later, he practiced extremely fast, and slowly everyone called him Ye Jianxian.

  He is a sword fairy.

  For so many years, he has never had it before asking the world to call his real name.

  "More than 13,000 years old... Are you embarrassed, marry Yo Yo?" Ren Wang stared at him, stretched out a finger, and then lost his fingertips.

   "Yo Yo is less than your fraction."

  Emperor was even more embarrassed: "Although I am older, I have always kept myself clean and I have never fallen in love with any woman. I have never had any unusual behavior with any woman."

  Renwang's face improved a bit. Although he was a ten-thousand-year-old boy, his sister didn't suffer anyhow.

  The emperor Ziwei felt miserable. It was because he became the most powerful existence in the Three Realms, but when he wanted to marry his wife, he had to give his brother-in-law a smiley face.

  "Now I have two treasure troves and three spiritual veins..." Emperor Ziwei began to count his own industry.

  He didn't know how the mortal proposed marriage, nor did he know how the mortal coaxed his eldest brother.

  Anyway, he first reported his basic situation, the history of ruthlessness in the past, and the number of industries under his name.

   Seeing his sincere appearance, Buddha raised his eyes.

  True and honest.

  Even the two yards that were occasionally bought and bought are shaking out.

  There was a crooked-neck tree in the yard. Two jars of wine were buried under the tree, and a jar of unfinished gold was shook out honestly.

  Dijun thought for a while: "No more."

  Renwang's face improved a bit, at least he was a big family.

  Emperor Ziwei, sitting on pins and needles, stood up silently and poured a cup of tea for the future brother-in-law.

  Lu Youyou covered his face and looked at him blankly.

  Emperor was flattered everywhere, and now the dog-legs pouring tea for her brother looks so pitiful.

  However, his elder brother's expression was serious, and Lu Youyou did not dare to say anything.

  Marriage matters, the rules should be the elders, and Lu Youyou will not talk too much.

  The Emperor Ziwei stayed in the palace for three days, and I have to say, although the Emperor Su Rili was unsmiling.

   But when he really wants to make someone happy, it's easy.

  What's more, he brought ten percent of his sincerity.

   "Okay, let's go to the 33rd Heaven." Lu Yueze waved his hand and stared at Lu Youyou.

  My sister crawled into his bedroom last night, begging herself to show the emperor a bit of face.

  Otherwise, he wouldn't let go so easily.

  Marrying a man older than his parents, Lu Yueze was rather unconvinced.

   But thinking about the whole world, no one seems to be worthy of Yo Yo, and I have to give up.

  Furthermore, the emperor has no less affection for his sister than himself.

  He can feel it.

  Ziwei Emperor's eyes brightened with joy, and La Lu Youyou saluted him before saying: "The brother-in-law thanked the eldest brother."

  Renwang's face turned dark, and the emperor, who had always been cold and arrogant, had also learned to push his nose and face.

  (End of this chapter)