Chapter 727 You Need a Good Father

"It's actually the Master of the Soul Palace!"

"To be able to see the Master of the Soul Palace in my lifetime is really a blessing from the Immortal Emperor."

"I didn't expect that the background of Chishan Sect is the Soul Palace! It's so terrifying!"

The people who went up the mountain were all powerful people, but when they saw the Soul Palace appear, they were like ants on the street, they could only look up.

Especially the emperor in the crowd. He couldn't hold his head up among these people. Now he can see the master of the Soul Palace. He has been lucky for three lifetimes.

The emperor felt that he was very smart. Today he was dressed in a low-key and simple manner. If he wore gold and silver, he would be laughed at if someone asked about his identity.

Yes, being an emperor in the mortal world would be looked down upon by those who cultivate to immortality.

At this time, Duanhun changed his aloof attitude again. After all, he was coming to a third-level immortal cultivation country to take refuge to avoid encountering the god of plague again.

Senior sister, I beg you, don't bring it. I'm really afraid that he will die if he is not careful.

"The Lord of the Palace is here to bring glory to our sect." He Qing complimented. Although the Chishan Sect is not from the Soul Palace on the surface, it has a good relationship with the Guardian of the Soul Palace. This time, he also politely sent an invitation to the Guardian. Post, why is this palace master here?

Doesn't this let everyone know that we, the Scarlet God Sect, are in cahoots with the Soul Palace?

And why he keeps looking around, as if he is worried about something.

"Is the Palace Master looking for someone?"

"No, let's go in first."

"Palace Master, please come inside." He Qing took a deep breath. The Chishan Sect kept a low profile. If a palace master made such a fuss, he would probably not be at peace. If he was approached by the food delivery guy.

When he thought of this, He Qing's heart beat faster and he felt like he had to go talk to Mr. Wei.

In the wedding room on the other side, Si He was already sitting by the mirror, waiting for a good time.

At this time, the maid stopped her from outside.

"Young master, you can't go in before we meet."

"Go away! I think my wife still needs the consent of you, a slut!" As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and the drunk He Zhun walked in, holding a medicine bottle in his hand, taking a sip from time to time. Then the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he had ascended to immortality.

"Little wife, I'm coming." He Zhun looked at the red silhouette and pounced on it.

Si He stood up, and He Zhun fell to the ground, but he was not angry: "My little wife is quite sentimental and naughty~"

"We're not married yet, you should respect yourself." Si He couldn't help but said in a low voice.

"My father said, let's give him a grandson as soon as possible. It's still early, we can do it first." After saying that, he hugged him again, but he couldn't catch him.

But this time He Zhun was angry: "Little wife, if you run away again, I will have your Ziyun Sect destroyed."

Si He wished he could just kill him.

"You have to let me threaten you. Why bother? It hurts your feelings."

"After you get married, you can do whatever you want." Si He said softly, this was his bottom line.

"Hiss, you woman, okay, I will mercifully promise you, but you'd better not play tricks. My father is the head of the Scarlet God Sect. Did you hear the exclamations outside? The master of the Soul Palace is here too. Congratulations to us.”

Master of the Soul Palace!

Si He didn't know that behind the Chishan Sect was the Soul Palace.

After a while, Si He's face turned pale.

"No matter how strong you are in cultivation, it's not as good as being a good father who can protect you from the wind and rain, hahahaha."

"What are you going to do in the bridal chamber tonight? Should I tie your hands first, or tie your feet and hang them up? It's so fun. I can't wait for the bridal chamber." As he said that, He Zhun left the room excitedly.

Leaving behind the helpless Si He, the Master of the Soul Palace...

Xiaochen, please don’t come, don’t offend the Soul Palace for your master.

In Si He's heart, he was sure that Tang Chen would come. Although he didn't know why, he just felt that Tang Chen would come.

So after just proposing to get married, if Tang Chen comes, as a master, I have to protect him, even if he dies.

Therefore, before you die, your body must be clean, at least you must come in clean and leave clean.

After joining the clan, the emperor looked everywhere for He Zhun. Finally, he saw He Zhun, and immediately greeted him with a smile: "Young Master."

The emperor knew that the boss was only shouting in private. In such an occasion, he did not dare to shout for fear that the boss would be angry.

"Here he comes." Sure enough, He Zhun had just pretended to be drunk, but now he was sober.

"Master, this is what I specially prepared for you." The emperor took out an exquisite box. After all, such good things must be handed over by hand and cannot be registered at the door.

He Zhun showed a disdainful look, and the emperor hurriedly explained: "This is a wood tree. I asked the immortal cultivator that it is a top-quality medicinal plant that can refine high-quality elixirs."

"Hahaha, you're interested." Hearing that it was Mu Cheng, He Zhun smiled widely and accepted it without any politeness.

The emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, my three sons were killed, so I ask you to make the decision."

"That's it. I'll just ask He Xiong to go there and have a nice drink." He Zhun patted the emperor's shoulder and left without taking it to heart at all.

The emperor felt it was too perfunctory, but at least he promised himself.

I haven’t even had time to show the portrait to the boss yet, so I’d better wait.

At this time, He Zhun naturally ran to see his father and pay homage to the Master of the Soul Palace.

When we came to the main hall, the master of the hall was indeed sitting on the main seat. Look at his appearance, he was so domineering.

"He Zhun, come and pay homage to the hall master." He Qing saw his son coming and could only call over. Thinking about the status of his company, he actually had to pay homage to this hall master.

"Hello, Lord." He Zhun knelt on the ground and shouted.

Duan Hun nodded: "You are the groom, right?"

"Lord, my son is ignorant, please forgive me." He Qing hurriedly said, lest his son offend him and then ferment the matter, after all, the delivery man likes to join in the fun.

Duan Hun didn't want to say these things at all, he just wanted to hide well, hide until the plague god left, and then come out to show off.

"No problem." Duan Hun waved his hand.

It's a pity that the company looked for Yao Chi, and didn't look for Duan Hun at all. If they had looked for Duan Hun and knew what happened to Duan Hun, they would definitely kick him away and don't come to harm me.

"Since it's your wedding, this is for you." Duan Hun threw a magic weapon casually.

He Zhun was overjoyed: "Thank you for the reward, Lord!"

"You guys go out first." Duan Hun said lightly.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The father and son walked out of the hall, and Mr. Wei was already waiting outside.

"Father, I'll go to greet the guests first."

"Go ahead."

After He Zhun left, President Wei said in a deep voice: "Why did this idiot come?"

"I don't know either."

President Wei was about to curse: "I told you to keep a low profile, now everyone knows about it."

He Qing felt wronged and could only admit his fault.

"President Wei, it won't be such a coincidence. There are thousands of immortals in the world, and there are many interesting things every day."

"Just pray that you don't run into him."

He Qing laughed softly: "President Wei, even if he runs into him, he doesn't know our identities."

President Wei's expression eased a little after hearing this: "Let's finish it quickly, so as not to have more troubles."

"Yes."

As the guests arrived one after another, the wedding ceremony was about to begin. He Zhun liked the feeling of chasing stars and praising the moon, especially since the Soul Palace had come, and those strong men were respectful to him.

So, you have to have a powerful father.