Tang Han took Linghu Changge and stepped on the flying sword, slowly landing from the sky.

Murong Qingcheng had the best eyes, recognized Tang Han from afar, and shouted excitedly: "This is not a god, it's Brother Tang who is back. Oh my God, when did he learn to fly?"

At this time, everyone else saw Tang Han's appearance clearly, and Hua Feifei shouted: "Meixuan, who do you think that woman is? This guy won't really bring Chang'e from the Moon Palace back, right?

Now you are in trouble. You will have three palaces and six courtyards in the future.”

Linghu Changge was floating in white behind Tang Han and fell from the sky. He was indeed like Chang'e in the Moon Palace, with only a little rabbit in his arms.

Le Meixuan's excited expression was a little embarrassed. She originally just made a random joke that day, saying that if Tang Han could bring back a woman from the moon, he would allow him to have three palaces and six courtyards. Who knew that this guy would really bring back one.

After seeing Tang Han, Ding Jiuniang relaxed her nervous mood these days and said with a smile: "I really don't know how to flirt with women, but I really brought Chang'e back to us."

Tang Han fell to the ground with a smile on his face, raised his hand and put away the dragon-slaying dagger, and smiled at the women, "How about it, are the gods so beautiful?"

"Good! So beautiful!" Murong Qingcheng looked at Linghu Changge and said, "Who is this sister? Could it be that you brought Chang'e from the Moon Palace back, right?"

"Who is Chang'e?" Linghu Changge asked Tang Han secretly.

"In the legend of China, a beautiful female fairy lives on the moon." Tang Han said.

Linghu Changge then understood what was going on? She took two steps forward and said to everyone generously: "Hello sisters, the little girl is not Chang'e. My name is Linghu Changge, and she is Tang Han's friend."

After Ding Jiuniang and others greeted Linghu Changge, they surrounded Tang Han and asked, "Little brother, how did you do this? Why did you suddenly fly up?"

"Come on, everyone comes up together. I'll take you around and tell you slowly."

Tang Han's enthusiasm for flying in the sky and hiding the earth remains undiminished. After saying that, he summoned the Dragon Slaying Dagger again, allowing Changsun Dongju and others to stand up one after another.

Fortunately, the Dragon Slaying Dagger is wide enough, and there is no problem with seven or eight people standing up.

After arranging Linghu Changge to the room for tea, Tang Han jumped on the dragon-slaying dagger and took everyone to the sky.

Amidst the cry of awe, Tang Han took the women high and released his body-protecting true energy to block the airflow brought by the flight outside.

Murong Qingcheng's cheeks were flushed with excitement. He didn't care about the others present. He hugged Tang Han's neck and kissed him hard, shouting: "Brother Tang, you are so amazing. Where did you learn this flying skill?"

Tang Han took everyone around the imperial capital and enjoyed the night view while telling everyone about his own encounter.

When he heard that there was a teleportation array to the heavens on the moon, Le Meixuan said excitedly: "That's great, can we get a spaceship and travel from the moon there?"

Tang Han said with a wry smile: "Forget it, the spiritual energy there is extremely strong, and the cultivation of all the cultivators is much higher than that of us. The weapon refining sect has been wiped out by others.

I want to bring you beautiful wives over there. I am afraid that they will be snatched away in half a day, and none of them will be left behind for me.

In contrast, the earth is safe. Before we reach the strength of ascension, we should stay here honestly."

After being excited, the girls knew that Tang Han was right, so they gave up this idea and began to enjoy the night view of the imperial capital happily.

After playing for almost an hour, he flew around the imperial capital. Tang Han took the women back to the Tang Gate and slowly landed in the yard.

After all, taking so many people to fly, the consumption of true energy is very huge for him and cannot last for too long.

In the imperial capital, in the courtyard of the Tang Han, Yan Diwu and Yan Yingti were sitting in the restaurant for breakfast together.

After the battle between Emperor Tianzi Mountain, they withdrew from the Yan family and lived here.

"It's not delicious at all!" Yan Yingti threw the small bun that had been bitten in her hand on the table and said angrily, "That bad guy doesn't know where to go these days. He agreed to make breakfast for us, but now he can't even see a shadow of people and the phone can't be reached."

At the end of her speech, she pouted, obviously very dissatisfied with Tang Han's inexplicable disappearance these days.

Yan Diewu said tolerantly: "You must understand, he is the leader of the Tang Sect now. He has a lot of things to be busy with, so how can he come here to make breakfast for us every day?"

"I don't care what he is. He promised to make me breakfast for three months, and it's not time yet."

Yan Yingti said as she grabbed another fried dough stick and took a bite, as if the fried dough stick was Tang Han, so she could vent her anger in her heart.

But after taking a few bites, I still felt that the taste was not good, so I raised my hand and threw the fried dough sticks towards the trash can at the door.

At this time, the kitchen door opened, and a golden and blue-eyed old man walked in from outside and raised his hand to catch the fried dough sticks thrown by Yan Yingxi.

Strangely, there seemed to be a layer of white light in his hand. Although the fried dough sticks were connected to his hands, they did not get contaminated with his skin.

"Little girl, this is the food given to us by the Lord, and you should not waste it."

The old white man said, gently lifting his palm up, and the fried dough stick that had taken a bite back to the tray where the swallows were singing.

"Who are you? How did you come in?" Yan Yingti was immediately annoyed.

"Little girl, I am your guest, you shouldn't be so angry." The old white man smiled slightly, "But I can tell you my name, my name is Sarkozy, I am from the Vatican, and the Pope of the West."

"Pope? What is that? What are you doing in our house?"

Although Sarkozy revealed his identity, Yan Yingti himself was a little witch, so he would not take him as the pope seriously.

Sarkozy didn't care at all. He turned his head and looked at Yan Diwu, "I came here to invite this beautiful lady to visit us."

After seeing Sarkozy, Yan Diewu inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy with the old man, but she refused, "I'm sorry, Mr. Pope, I'm not interested in going to your place."

"No, Miss Yandiewu, you need to go with me. This is the will of the Lord, and you must obey it."

Although Sarkozy said it very politely, his tone was very tough.

"Old man, are you trying to force the girl? Get out of here quickly, you are not welcome here."

Yan Yingti said, reaching out to grab Sarkozy's collar, she wanted to throw this deceived old charlatan out.

"It's too rough. You are disrespectful to the Lord." Sarkozy shook his head slightly, raised his hand and pointed at the oriole, and said softly, "The Lord creates everything, the Lord controls the world, the Lord says he wants to stop, you will not move forward..."
Chapter completed!