Chapter 287 The host is angry
By the saying, after the host spit out his painstaking efforts, he calculated that his daughter had an accident and rushed to the residence of the Sun Fairy King. Before he reached the gate of Xianjun Mansion, Dayuan saw the red standing at the gate of Xianjun. Immediately, the host drove the aircraft and quickly flew to the destination.
When I arrived, I found that the appearance of the woman in red was even more anxious, and her throat was sweet, and she almost spewed blood. His daughter in the palm of his hand was only a cold body, which was harmed like this.
At that time, Dong Daojun's face was as if he wanted to eat people. He gritted his teeth and took back Ziyun's body, said a few words silently, and resolutely turned around and flew to his cave.
It's just that when I left, my eyes were full of hatred: good Sunday Xianjun, not only deceived my daughter's feelings, but also pulled my daughter's soul and avoided my seal. I will definitely settle this account with you.
As soon as the host arrived at home, his wife greeted him in a hurry and said anxiously, "Where's Yun'er? Didn't you go to find Yun'er? Where is she?"
When the host's wife saw that the host was not good-faced and eagerly asked, she didn't see his answer. Her heart sank, her hands and feet trembled, her eyes dodged, and grabbed his hand, "husband, Yun'er won't have an accident, she won't have an accident..."
When the host didn't say anything, her heart sank more and more, and finally turned into a cry.
The host finally reacted. As soon as he raised his hand, Ziyun's body appeared in front of them out of thin air. As soon as the red figure appeared, Mrs. Dong Daojun was stunned, and then rushed over and shouted with her face, "My poor Yun, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother?"
Unfortunately, no matter how Mrs. host beats, Ziyun is motionless and not angry at all. After beating and crying enough, she threw herself into the host's arms and shouted, "Husband, you must get justice for Yun'er. Yun'er is so kind, how can she be poisoned by others?
In this world, I'm afraid that only Ziyun's mother will think her daughter is kind. People in the fairyland know that Ziyun Xianji is a snake and scorpion beauty with a vicious heart. Her viciousness is famous throughout the fairyland.
The host has heard of this daughter's viciousness, but he agrees more. He believes that he can't survive without a scheming in this man-eating world, so he doesn't want his daughter's scheming to be simple. You have to grab what you like.
As a result, Ziyun's character slowly formed under the acquiescence of her father and her mother's indulgence.
The host's eyes flashed, "Take good care of Yun'er first, and I'll get my seal back from him. I will definitely not let Yuner suffer for nothing.
The host said and dodged into the room. She nodded, brought Ziyun's body into the room and wiped her up. Since her husband has said so, she believes that Yun'er will come back soon.
However, she will not let go of those who hurt Yun'er.
After Zuo Zixin and Sunday Xianjun returned to Xianjun's mansion, Sunday Xianjun suddenly said, "Madam, I want to show you something." I believe she will be very surprised to see this thing.
Zuo Zixin frowned, "What?"
Sunday Xianjun smiled faintly and hugged Zuo Zixin to a mustard seed. Sunday Xianjun's Xumi mustard is not big, and there is a small attic in it. Zuo Zixin has an intuition that what she wants to see is in the attic.
I don't know why her heart became tense. The closer she got to the attic, the more sour her heart became. Just as the two were about to enter the attic, a sudden sound came from Sunday Xianjun's mind. The boundary of his cave is being destroyed, and the person who came is none other than the host.
"The host is here."
Sunday Xianjun's low voice sounded, and then he threw his long sleeves out of the mustard seed and rushed outside the boundary. At this time, Mr. Peony had already stood at the door and wandered. He saw the Sunday Fairy come out and jumped over happily like a deer.
"Oh, my friend, there is a big man outside smashing the door. Look at his fierce appearance. Did you steal something from him?
Peony said to herself. Seeing the solemn eyes of the fairy on Sunday and the crazy person outside, she nodded secretly and affirmed her idea.
His friend really stole things from outsiders.
Sunday Xianjun stepped out of the boundary and stopped him and said, "Hung Daojun, what do you mean?" He is full of fighting spirit, and his eyes are burning with flames. Of course, he will not look good for the people in front of him who destroy his cave and hurt his wife.
"Sunday Xianjun, return my seal, or don't blame me for being rude." As the host said, the Rashabao light umbrella in his hand appeared and rotated at high speed in mid-air, waiting for the master to launch an attack under the order.
Sunday Xianjun brushed his sleeves and said, "I have never taken your things." He was still a step late, and I don't know who picked up the treasure book.
The host stared and said angrily, "Sunday, don't bully others too much. If you don't return my seal today, don't blame me for being rude?"
He didn't believe what the Immortal said at all. Purple found at his door that his soul was sucked away by the seal. Who else would be in his hand if the treasure book was no longer in his hand?
"Believe it or not, things are really no longer in my hands."
"Well, you think I will believe you." The host sneered. The seal is a good thing. Even if he picks it up, he will kill him and won't admit it. How can he easily return it?
"Friend, what on earth did you take? Just give it back to him." At this time, Peony suddenly opened his mouth and got a cold eye from Sunday Xianjun. He didn't realize that he had said something wrong at all. He continued, "Friend, other people's things belong to others. How can you take it for yourself? This idea is wrong."
After saying a sentence, he suddenly patted his forehead, rubbed his head in front of Sunday Xianjun, pulled his neck and asked, "Friend, what is the seal?"
Is that funny?
"Good Sunday, you have to pay it back today, or you have to pay it back." After listening to Peony's words, the host was furious. He pinched his finger, and the umbrella parked in mid-air suddenly opened, and the bells swayed with the wind, generating a huge suction.
"Ha, what an interesting umbrella." Peony didn't see the Sunday Xianjun talking for a long time, but he saw a big umbrella coming towards him without showing surprise.
"Wow, it will attract people." The peony was pulled into the whirlwind by suction. Instead of being afraid, it was like discovering a new continent.
Sunday Xianjun probably couldn't stand it, or he thought that the peony was in the way, and the irdle in his hand rotated away, and a stick hit the peony out of the range of suction.
Without the chattering peony, Sunday Xianjun also began to move.
The peony was kicked down by Yuan Ge and fell to Zuo Zixin's feet. Zuo Zixin originally planned to enter the pavilion, but for some reason, she suddenly felt timid at the moment she entered the attic. In order to find a perfect excuse for himself, he ran out.
Coincidentally, I saw a scene where the peony was kicked away as soon as I came out.
Oh, poor peony, I have never had an image or anything. Peony got up from the ground casually and said after seeing Zuo Zixin, "Oh, my friend, you finally came out. You should persuade him to hand over the things.
Zuo Zixin was stunned and didn't understand, "What are you going to hand in?" Do they owe anything to the host? It's impossible. If you owe it, the host owes them.
Peony rubbed in front of Zuo Zixin, looking like "Don't pretend, I know everything" and patted Zuo Zixin on the shoulder, "My friend, I know you are here, just take it out."
Zuo Zixin's head is full of black lines, in the clouds and fog. What exactly do you want to take?
She shook her head, "Peony, what the hell are you talking about?"
Peony shook her head and looked at Zuo Zixin with extremely pitiful eyes, "Oh, my friend, your brain is getting worse and worse. I'm really sad for you. Fortunately, we won't dislike you. Hey, my friend, seal, hand it over quickly.
At the end, he whispered, "It sounds fun."
"..." Zuo Zixin held his forehead. I don't know why, no matter what topic, he can think of it in his mind. However, is the seal in their hands? She doesn't know at all.
So Zuo Zixin shook her hand frankly and said, "I didn't."
Peony pouted, "My friend, don't lie to me. He said it was on you. Do you think I'm a fool? Don't lie to me."
Peony pointed to the Sunday fairy king who was fighting with the host king in the air and said firmly. His friends must be reluctant to show him, which must be very interesting. Well, he must see what it is.
Zuo Zixin's mouth is big and can't be closed for a long time. What did Sunday Xianjun say? I'm afraid it's not. It must be what the peony himself fantasizes. Humph, she doesn't know her husband yet. He doesn't pay attention to Peony at all. It must be Peony who said to herself and answered his own questions and got the answer.
Oh, she really didn't burn Gaoxiang in her last life to meet such a great person.
It's useless to say more. Since the peony has confirmed it, even if she hasn't said it ten thousand times, he doesn't believe it. It's better not to talk. Therefore, Zuo Zixin closed her mouth decisively and watched the fight between the two immortals in the air.
Sunday Xianjun is worthy of being the head of the four immortals. His movements are as unrestrained as clouds and flowing water. Silently, all kinds of spells are extremely gorgeous. The gull in his hand kept flying, emitting green light, which was very eye-catching under the white clouds. Yuan Ge is not a powerful magic weapon, but something that he can use smoothly.
When the Sunday Fairy King fought against the Demon Lord, he used another sword. Now, he obviously does not intend to use it. After all, the host is not as good as the Demon Lord, and it is really useless.
The host is not bad. Although his ability is slightly inferior to that of the Sunday Fairy, it is also a fairyland with older qualifications in the fairyland, and its strength cannot be underestimated.
For a while, it was difficult to know the outcome of the two.