*The Protagonist is pregnant with My Cub*

Part 82

Compared with the other five realms, the immortals in the immortal realm feel more intuitive.

They could feel that there was a layer of 'shackles' on their bodies, and everyone subconsciously worshipped in the direction of the emperor.

Wuchen stood outside Si Miao Peak, and there was no joy on his face when his friend returned, even a bit of embarrassment and resentment.

With a cold face, he walked away.

Xiaguang lasted for a whole day, Xianze descended from the sky and landed on the Xianjia who kept his heart upright.

Those who didn't get Xian Ze constantly endured strange gazes from all directions, but also controlled their expressions and showed a happy smile.

There was no immortal land on the Immortal Emperor Sifang, and the four of them looked at each other with embarrassment. At the same time, they were a little more dissatisfied with the Emperor in their hearts, and they all had their own plans in their hearts.

Xu Shishuang|Xiu's diligence, Song Miaomiao's cultivation during this period can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. In addition to those defensive immortal treasures, Wan Dao Thunder Tribulation, she and her senior brother just took it down.

The immortal clothes on his body have been smashed into ashes by thunder, and after experiencing the tempering of thousands of thunder tribulations, the immortal body exudes radiance.

The two of them were full of immortal power, and the same golden mark between their eyebrows added a bit of majesty.

Feng Qingmian changed into a loose silver-white robe, with obvious bulges on his waist and abdomen, and a golden dragon embroidered on the hem. He wears a golden and jade double dragon crown on his head, his elegant and beautiful facial features are indifferent, and his pale golden pupils seem to be able to penetrate the world.

Song Miaomiao also changed into a long silver-white dress. The skirt half covered her feet and was embroidered with endless phoenix feathers. She was covered with a translucent tulle, which was draped on the ground. silk. The waterfall-like hair was held in a bun with a crested hairpin, and the delicate and gorgeous facial features showed a touch of coldness.

Compared with the original, her temperament has changed a little at this moment.

"Eldest brother."

"My name is Jinli."

"Jin Li..." 

Song Miaomiao hesitated, the senior brother in front of her made her feel a little strange.

"Let's go and meet them with me." Said, Jinli took her hand.

The two joined hands, and Ta Kong left the questioning platform.

......

'Jin Li' did not leave the Qinglian Immortal Sect, but went to the main peak, and the disciples of the main peak all bowed and worshipped, even Long Qianyu was no exception.

Sitting on the main seat of the main hall, he closed his eyes and seemed to be waiting for the arrival of those people.

As a result, the Sifang Immortal Emperor and the sect masters had not yet come, but Wuchen was the first to visit.

Knowing that they had something to talk about, Long Qianyu quickly retreated with her.

Song Miaomiao looked at 'Jin Li' with a calm expression beside her and thought about it, she still didn't speak, but sat quietly beside her.

"Congratulations on the return of the Emperor of Heaven."

Wuchen stood below, bowed and saluted, and it seemed that there was nothing out of the ordinary.

His eyelids were slightly lifted, and his eyes swept over him lightly. The high-ranking Heavenly Emperor said indifferently: "Wuchen, if you don't look back, you will no longer be able to stay in the fairyland."

Wuchen flicked the corner of his coat and nodded. : "I know, so what are you going to do with me?"

"don't know how to repent." 

Probably didn't expect him to answer like this, Jin Li's indifferent expression was a little sullen.

Looking up and seeing the other party's mood swings, Wuchen showed a shallow smile for the first time. He said calmly: "Don't worry, I won't fall into the devil."

After speaking, he glanced at Song Miaomiao who was sitting beside Jinli. smiled strangely: "Song Miaomiao, what if you become a queen? Qingmian will never appear again and you will be with another person for the rest of your life. Can you accept such a result?!"

Put it on your knees Shang's hand clenched subconsciously, and before she could speak, the overwhelming pressure swept downward, and the dust-free face shrouded by the pressure was instantly pale as paper.

"Wuchen, you are too presumptuous!"