There is an immortal master coming from heaven

Chapter 471

Obviously he really wanted Hua Xiyueyong to never come back and never appear in Yun Luoluo's sight again, but he couldn't bear the little girl missing him, seeing the little girl crying because of missing him, Xuanyuan Dijun just felt that everything was not important anymore, he just wanted to find Hua Xiyue, that bastard vixen, to make the little girl laugh.

Hearing this, Yun Luoluo raised her head and looked at the master's handsome face. In this moonlit night, she had a little more charming charm. She stretched out her arms and put her arms around his neck, gently pressing her head against his neck. In front of Master's warm chest, "Thank you, Master. But don't worry, Master. In Luo Luo's heart, Master will always be number one. The reason why I want to find Hua Xiyue is because Hua Xiyue died for me. I feel ashamed of him, and I don’t feel at ease if I don’t see him safe and sound.”

"Master knows," he said, holding the little girl in his arms tightly.

He knew everything, he knew that Luo Luo's love for Hua Xiyue was not a relationship between a man and a woman, because she couldn't even tell what a relationship between a man and a woman was.

He also knows that the little girl in his family is kind and soft-hearted, and he can't see those close to him suffering or being wronged the most.

"It's still some time before dawn, how about sleeping with Luo Luo for a while as a teacher? You don't have enough sleep, you will be very tired tomorrow." Di Lintian glanced at the night outside, coaxing softly.

Yun Luoluo nodded, and lay down again under the care of her master.

She thought that she missed Hua Xiyue so much that she would not be able to fall asleep.

As a result, she just lay down and felt Master's warm body temperature and familiar smell, her heart suddenly calmed down, and slowly, her eyes were closed, and she just fell asleep.

Emperor Xuanyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the little apprentice who had fallen asleep. The gentleness and pampering on his face disappeared, replaced by endless indifference. Listen carefully, he seemed to spit out three words through gritted teeth, "flower, attack, moon ..."

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In the entire Fuyun Mountain, every inch of land is smudged with aura, every plant is verdant, every flower is bright and intoxicating, and every river is crystal clear.

In the air, there are birds singing cheerfully to the sound of the wind.

On the tree, there were bright red fruits beating the branches, and there was a sound like fairy music.

On the ground, countless flowers are swaying their waists, competing to bloom, and various fairy butterflies are dancing.

The colorful cloud brocade ribbons woven by the seven fairies of Tianhe Palace are flying all over the mountain, and the arches of flower baskets woven with various spiritual flowers and Yao grass are displayed in sequence, and the atmosphere is full of joy and cheerfulness.

Fuyun Hall is located on the main peak of Fuyun Mountain, and it is even more decorated with lanterns and festoons, surrounded by auspicious auspiciousness.

As today's protagonist, Yun Luoluo is wearing a blue bustier fairy dress designed by Feng Wuxie himself. The skirt is dotted with tiny stars. As she moves, it seems that endless brilliance flows slowly.

On her head was a birthday hat made of flowers of various colors, dotted with countless fine star diamonds, which were gifts from the old dragon king of Bihai Lake. Each one was priceless, but was waved by Emperor Xuanyuan. Crushed and dressed in the little apprentice's bun, just to add a bit of beauty to her.

Bai Xiaodu, a white and tender ball, lay lazily on her shoulders, like a snow-white shoulder flower hanging on a blue fairy dress, adding a bit of purity to her delicate beauty.

Immortals and gods from all walks of life arrived at Fuyun Mountain one after another, and the Palace Master Shengyue received them on their behalf. The birthday banquet was held outside the main hall of Fuyun Palace.

(End of this chapter)