In front of Jiluo Mountain, the people of Xianfan Mountain formed a long welcoming procession and bowed to the long-lost little prince Ling Xuanluo, which made him extremely uncomfortable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At this time, the three elders came forward and reluctantly persuaded him with the ancient teachings of the sage.

Since Xi Mutong lost the throne of the immortal head, and was sentenced to suspension by the new immortal head Jinshu Sheng, the bad news of being tied to the fragmented mountain came, and the atmosphere of the entire immortal mountain fell from bright to gloomy, and no one could believe that the news was true.

As the eldest brother of Xi Mutong, Jin Shusheng used to go in and out of Jiluo Mountain from time to time, and even there were many people who were familiar with him in the Xianhu. Although it is rumored from time to time that he is at odds with Aunt Ximu, he suddenly did such a poisonous hand to her, which sounds contrary to common sense.

The people in the mountains were bent on confirming that the news was false, and they ran out one after another, wanting to find out through various channels, but a few days later, they came back one after another, and the result of the investigation was still the same: Xi Muxian had indeed been hanged on the mountain to be tortured, and there was no possibility of survival.

Since then, Jiluo Mountain has become even more lifeless. Aunt Ximu was killed, the little boy didn't know where to go, the whole immortal mountain lost the backbone, from the immortals to the immortals, the big guys were all at a loss, and they didn't know how to live in the future.

Every family was looking at each other worriedly, but suddenly there was exciting news for them, they were looking forward to the little boy who wanted to wear it, and came back with the identity of Jiluo Liuxian.

When you are happy, you are more likely to cry. The pain and sadness that had been accumulated for so long exploded at the moment of the first meeting of the little boy, so that hundreds of people cried bitterly in the dawn of dawn.

Fortunately, when people are sad, when people vent their long-suppressed depression, the joy of reuniting relatives is released, and the atmosphere in front of the mountain is a little relaxed.

Wanxian slapped a handful of snot with her puff fan, rubbed it on her apron, and proposed on the spot that she should take charge of the spoon, and Jiluo Mountain would be held from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and a three-day flowing water banquet would be held.

It was a good proposal and drew a chorus of approval. However, what is more exciting is still to come, Sanguo Lao said for the first time that he is willing to contribute to the flowing water banquet under the drunken man's pavilion, and the old cellar immortals who have been treasured for a hundred years are drunk, regardless of men, women and children, each person will be given two taels.

However, Jiluoshan's alcohol abstinence order is very strict, and whether it can be made an exception is not up to Sanguo Lao to decide. Therefore, countless pairs of eyes were rolling on Ling Xuanluo expectantly-the little prince had become the lord of Jiluo Mountain, and whether this proposal was feasible or not had to be approved by him.

Not to mention the sister-in-law, Shui Ling'er has been the tip of her heart since she was a child, and when she heard that he and Aunt Ximu were killed in Penglai together, she was almost blind from crying with a pair of eyes. Now that this precious child has finally returned, and is about to be promoted to the generalissimo of the Spirit Scouts, she thanked the Bodhisattva and thanked the ancestors, and naturally wanted to make clothes for him that matched his new identity.

In addition to the little boy, the future Jiluo Mountain military advisor who stood beside him could not be ignored. Although the military advisor is already well-dressed, if he can be dressed up by his skillful hands, he is afraid that he will be more handsome.

Speaking of Ling Xuanluo, after Hui Qiu stole the fire bell, he was so anxious that he couldn't wait to enter the fairy tomb with Jiang Nanjun immediately and check the scene in detail. At the same time, from the daily affairs of Jiluo Mountain to military affairs, there are still countless large and small things that need to be handled with Jiang Nanjun, how can he still have the heart to plan any banquet?

But the sight was very lively, and it was easy for people to rejoice after experiencing a catastrophe of life and death, how could he bear to cruelly extinguish their long-lost enthusiasm because a great war was imminent?

(To be continued.) )