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Postscript 3(3/3)

"I'm here to thank the Heavenly Lord." Yunxiao Tianren bowed respectfully and said:

"Thank you, the Heavenly Lord, for not having the same knowledge as the Heavenly Lord."

Jiang Lan was silent for a moment, but it was not that he did not intend to send the Heavenly Man race to the road, but because of the great disaster, he was no longer suitable to take action.

I was a little sorry for Feng Ji and others. I agreed to send the Heavenly Man Clan down, but I wonder if he was still waiting on the road.

The agreement cannot be completed for the time being.

"You fought for it yourself." Jiang Lan shook his head gently. All of this was indeed fought for it by Yunxiao Tianren himself.

After pausing, he continued:

“Since I’m here to attend the wedding, I’ll go in and tell them.

Your identity is indeed special, but the incarnation of Emperor Xihe is also in it, so it will not cause any trouble."

A saint is special everywhere.

So far, no one has become a saint in Kunlun.

Perhaps the one who has the most chance to become saint is plant eggs. Whether it is the First Peak Master, the Eighth Peak Master, or the Master, it is difficult to become saint.

A saint does not depend on the power of cultivation, but requires the recognition of heaven and earth and the merits of the world.

Several masters and masters cannot become saints if they don’t do these things at all.

Jiang Lan still remembers that he still owed his master a thousand-year-old colorful auspicious cloud, but it had already lost its effect.

During the great disaster, the master became a semi-saint.

These luck have some effect on becoming a saint, but the master seems dispensable before he walks on the road to becoming a saint.

So he decided to keep it. Maybe one day the master and his wife will have a child, and give it to their future junior brothers and sisters.

Yunxiao Tianren went to Kunlun, and Jiang Lan turned to observe Dan's son.

Hongya was playing with Dan's son, and the light flashed and she should be very happy.

It lights up so quickly? Jiang Lan is confused.

When I first came out, it was obviously not bright.

Have you been treated differently?

"Brother-in-law? Oh my little nephew." The eighth prince came back with his prey and looked excited at the Dan's nephew.

The boy took a pot of wine and said to the eggs:

"I made baby wine for our nephew, I don't know if he likes it."

"Water?" asked the eighth prince.

"Try it?" The boy has raised plant eggs for many years.

I think it should be fine if I water it.

Jiang Lan: "..."

It feels better not to let Dan son get close to these two people.

After hesitating, Jiang Lan said, "How many years have the Eighth Prince been to Kunlun?"

"It's almost a thousand years." The eighth prince replied immediately.

"I've been adult for a long time." Jiang Lan said again.

"I became an adult as soon as I was born, a congenital immortal." The Eighth Prince was a little proud, paused and added:

"But there is nothing to compare with my brother-in-law."

"Have you ever thought about finding a fiancée?" Jiang Lan asked tentatively.

Bang!

The Eighth Prince's Sky Sword with a game in his hand fell to the ground on the spot.

"Brother-in-law, you, you won't find me a fiancée, are you?" The eighth prince looked scared.

"That's not." Jiang Lan shook his head slightly, but the Eighth Prince had not relaxed in one breath, and he continued:

"Xiaoyu has found it for you."

Bang!

The eighth prince fell to the ground.

It was his fault, and I haven't paid any respects to my sister recently.

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Chapter completed!
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