Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 316 God's Little Turtle (20)

"I'm sure this is Ziyuan Shenjun. My Mingyu is the new god emperor named Huanyue Shenjun. I have been friends with you for a long time. When I saw you today, the name of Shenjun is indeed well-deserved!"

Ziyuan-jun was taken aback for a moment, his gray-white eyes moved.

In Huanyue Shenjun's words, there were two words that he captured sensitively.

"Ming Yu?"

Then, he turned his head and slowly looked at the protagonist of today's banquet.

The next moment, his pupils shrank violently.

The trembling feeling from the soul instantly hit the whole body!

"Ming Yu?"

"Yes, next is Mingyu."

Huanyue Shenjun had a spring-like smile on his face, and in his hand was a folding fan that mortal sons always keep.

This is his magic weapon, the Three Thousand Troubles Fan. When he is not fighting, he uses this fan for decoration.

If he didn't have a heart, he would definitely be beating a drum at this moment.

No one knows how hard and cruel it is to be alone and wait for nearly ten thousand years!
Mingyu crawled to his feet, grabbed his legs, grabbed his robe with her sharp little claws and climbed up his calves.

Mr. Ziyuan was so excited, it was an indescribable feeling when the old man came back.
He was immersed in a state of lost and recovered.

Both hands firmly grasped the loose hand of Huanyue Shenjun, and stared at him firmly under his surprised eyes, as if he wanted to firmly engrave his appearance in his heart.

finally--

Mingyu climbed onto his chest.

Panting and grabbing his chest, she turned her head with some difficulty.

next moment!
Her eyes suddenly widened.

this this this!!!
Isn't he the man in the master's painting?

Yes, Huanyue Shenjun was exactly the same as the man in the painting she saw in Ziyuan Shenjun's room that day.

"Come with me!"

Ziyuan Shenjun's eyes were fixed on Huanyue Shenjun, and his hands were firmly grasping his, lest he disappear from his eyes.

Everyone present was stunned by Mr. Ziyuan who lost his composure!

Never before has God seen so many complicated expressions on Ziyuan-jun's face.

Today, because of this heart-warming God Lord Huanyue, the former Lord Purple Fate, who was like a statue enshrined in a Buddhist hall, unexpectedly showed such a humane expression.

Huanyue Shenjun was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Shenjun Ziyuan, please let go first, the god emperor is hosting a banquet today, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you and me to leave the banquet, why don't we sit down and talk about something after the banquet is over?"

Huanyue Shenjun nodded and apologized to the surrounding gods while speaking.

After hearing the words, Mr. Ziyuan nodded reluctantly after a while.

Huanyue Shenjun smiled at him, turned around and returned to his position.

From the beginning to the end, Mr. Ziyuan didn't take his eyes off him.

So much so that he didn't even know when the little turtle climbed onto his body.

Mingyu saw that the master who was usually very sensitive to the slightest movement, but now because of a man who was out of his mind, she didn't notice it after coming here for a long time, and a trace of grievance slipped in her heart for no reason.

"master?"

Her voice was muffled and astringent, with a hint of obvious grievance and dissatisfaction.

Lord Zi Yuan acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and his eyes were still looking at Huanyue Shenjun sitting opposite him with a smile without blinking. ,

"master!"

Mingyu angrily scratched his chest with her claws.

Xuanwu's claws were very sharp, and she scratched very hard this time, Mr. Ziyuan finally came back to his senses, and looked at his chest.

(End of this chapter)