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Lin Xuan looked at Queen Mother Xi and couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
Who said women are inferior to men?
Others say that men are impatient.
In Lin Xuan's view, Xi'er was much more anxious than himself.
Even the rituals of praying to the heaven and the earth and worshiping 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?
Even thinking, skip directly to the last link of sending to the bridal chamber?
Hey hey hey!
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan was delighted.
"Ahem! If that's the case, let's do as you say!"
Lin Xuan nodded, and no longer bothered about the three prostrations.
All the immortals in Meishan breathed a sigh of relief.
? It feels like I have walked through the gate of hell.
This feeling is really uncomfortable.
Obviously, she came to attend a big wedding, but in the end she was scared to death.
Scary to death!
"Come, come! Four ladies, let's respect all guests!"
Lin Xuan took the four ladies on his arm and began to toast one by one.
All the immortals were flattered.
After this lap, the immortals drank Lin Xuan's fruit wine.
One after another felt the primordial spirit swell.
If not, it would not be the first time for these immortals to meet Lin Xuan, and their strength is much stronger than before.
I'm afraid that if I drink a glass, I'm going to get under the table directly.
Lin Xuan walked around, feeling a little drunk.
Lin Xuan usually drinks the fruit wine he brews, and his alcohol capacity is quite good.
But today is the day of his big wedding, and he drank three cups in a row when others drank a sip.
If the master of Tongtian has one cup, he directly has ten cups.
Therefore, Lin Xuan planned to get himself drunk.
After drinking for three rounds, the guests began to move their chopsticks.
Needless to say more about Lin Xuan's dishes.
All are Avenue-level meals.
In line with the principle that whatever you eat is your own, the chopsticks of the two men and horses fluttered and danced continuously.
At this moment, where is there any fairy demeanor?
Da Luo Jinxian, in Lin Xuan's Meishan courtyard, it has become a joke.
Often for a piece of braised pork, all kinds of magical powers are used.
It's simply terrifying!
Swish Swish Swish!
The two tables of meals prepared by Lin Xuan began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lin Xuan saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart.
It's a big wedding, as long as everyone is happy.
"Uncle Lin Xuan!"
Just as Lin Xuan poured himself a drink, a voice came.
Lin Xuan raised his eyes 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 chose a pseudonym very carefully, and directly named themselves after the juniors.
Di Xin - Xiao Xin, Wen Zhong - Xiao Wen, Yu Yuan - Xiao Yu.
In this world, I am afraid that there is no guy who is more careless than these three people.
Seeing that Lin Xuan seemed to be in a good mood, Di Xin couldn't bear it anymore.
Because when he entered the door, Lin Xuan once said that Shang Tang lived twenty-eight years after Emperor Xin came to power, and there are still eighteen years left.
This made Di Xin very uncomfortable to hear.
For Di Xin, Shangtang is his country, his lifeblood.
? After I came to power, I always worked hard and worked hard.
However, Lin Xuan only has 18 years of Shangtang Qiyun left.
Di Xin was very upset in his heart, especially when Lin Xuan said this, which made Di Xin feel hard to refute.
After all, in Lin Xuan's mouth, there are too many things to argue.
What is one thing wrong?
This is not all right.
In other words, Di Xin had no choice but to believe Senior Lin Xuan's ability to predict the future.
It's okay for this person not to know the time of his death. Once he knows, can he still sleep peacefully?
"What's wrong? Xiao Xin!"
There was a hint of drunkenness in Lin Xuan's eyes, and he spoke to Di Xin.
Di Xin took a deep breath, and then spoke.?Looking at Lin Xuan, he said:
"Uncle Lin Xuan, just now you said that Shangtang has twenty-eight years of luck. Is this true?"
"That's right! Since Emperor Xin wrote a poem in Nuwa Temple, Shang Tang has only lived for twenty-eight years. This is a certain number!"
Lin Xuan nodded, and said decisively.
Boom!
The immortals could not help but stop their chopsticks.
Most of these immortals are people who have stopped teaching.
Except for Houtu's dharma body, they are all closely related to Jiejiao.
And Jujiao's luck is also closely related to Dashang's luck.
? If Shang Tang had twenty-eight years of good luck, wouldn't the Jiejiao be defeated?
Only Houtu is the sage who is in charge of reincarnation, so he has nothing to do with Shang Tang's luck, and hangs on high.
For a while, the Meishan Courtyard became quiet.
"Then is there any way to extend luck?"
Although Di Xin is an emperor and strong, but in front of Lin Xuan, he was as fragile as a child. Hearing Lin Xuan's answer so decisively, Di Xin felt like he was about to cry.
He is the emperor in Dashang.
In front of Lin Xuan, that is a child!
"No, what can I do for ordinary people like Shang Tang Qi Luck? Ha ha!"
Lin Xuan shook his head, looked at Di Xin, seemed to be touched, and said:
"You boy, it seems that you have a deep affection for Da Shang! You are about to cry!"
When Di Xin heard this, he sighed in his heart.
Can it not be deep?
I am a big business king!
Did Senior Lin Xuan say there is no other way?
Why!
Thinking of this, Di Xin felt a little desperate, and replied to Lin Xuan with a dejected look:
"Well, the king is a good king!"
All the immortals in Meishan sweated violently.
This Di Xin is really shameless.
Addicted to acting?
How can you boast yourself so much?
Lin Xuan nodded slightly after hearing Di Xin's words.
"Di Xin is a good king, but he can't stop the general trend! There are too many backstabs!"
Lin Xuan sighed, drank a glass of fruit wine by himself, and then spoke.
Backstab?
What's the meaning?
All the immortals were stunned.
"Uncle Lin Xuan, what is a backstab?"
Di Xin's eyes widened, and he asked Lin Xuan with a studious look.
Lin Xuan:
All right!
I forgot that this is the prehistoric world.
"Backstab means betrayal by a traitor. Not only Di Xin, but also Master Tongtian was backstabbed!"
Lin Xuan explained.
Boom!
As soon as this remark came out, the entire Meishan fell silent.
Traitor?
Another traitor?
Last time a long-eared Dingguang fairy came, and there are traitors?
The breathing of the immortals froze suddenly.
"Traitors? This sect and Dashang, and traitors?"
Even the leader of the Tongtian Church couldn't help stretching his neck, and couldn't help asking Lin Xuan.
"Um!"
"There are quite a few traitors. Among them, the more famous one, I think, should be Hong Jin, the commander-in-chief of Sanshanguan! That is, the outer disciple of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit!"
Lin Xuan was obviously in a good mood, and through the wedding, he couldn't help but talk 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 Sanshan Pass!"
"Senior Lin Xuan even knows this!"
On the surface, Di Xin didn't dare to say anything, but in fact, in his heart, there was already a turbulent wave.
Could it be that Senior Lin Xuan already knew a little bit¡ª¡ª
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