Yan Qingchen cooked the meal and went into the room with it.

Miyuning's meditative face instantly regained her smile.

She slowly got up and went to Yan Qingchen.

Yan Qingchen puts the food on the table and reaches for MI Youning.

The latter put his hand in his, "it smells good."

Yan Qingchen light smile, "simply do some, you try to see."

In fact, when Yan Qingchen was in heaven, he didn't have to eat.

However, his tongue has already been tasted by various places and delicacies.

They were all confessed to the divine world.

As the emperor of the divine world, he was the first to taste delicious food every time.

It's not jade dew, but it has a different taste.

Some of them are picky eaters.

Miyuning sat down and scanned the dishes at the table.

"Boom..."

As soon as I was about to say something, I heard a roaring sound outside the yard.

The voice is so familiar.

Just like yesterday, the thunder of her life.

"Bang..."

Another bang.

Yan Qingchen just ready to sit down, also stopped.

He frowned and turned to look out the door.

I saw a familiar red figure.

The figure fell to the ground, which was the final loud noise.

Miyuning looked up and saw it.

See Yan Qingchen has gone out, she got up to follow up.

"Yunhe, Meiji, do you know the crime of disturbing the emperor without permission?"

When Yan Qingchen and MI Youning came out of the door, they heard the majestic voice.

Looking up from the voice, I saw a silver light in the sky.

Yes, it's silver.

In the void, there is a general who can't see the edge.

These people are floating in the air.

On the ground, however, there was a man of five big and three rough, and a "woman" in red.

They are Yunhe and Meiji.

Just yesterday, when they brought their master to the world of cultivating immortals, they exposed themselves.

After a day and a night of pursuit, he did not escape.

Now it is directly thrown into the yard of the master.

They were all in a mess and were seriously injured.

When Yan Qingchen saw those generals, what flashed in his mind.

His handsome face was cold and alienated.

No one could see what he was thinking.

But those dark eyes, like a whirlpool, kept changing.

Yan Qingchen didn't even look at mi you Ning.

He raised his feet and walked towards Yunhe and Meiji.

See cloud he mouth bleeding, charm Ji can't get up of the body, Yan Qingchen's face cold a few minutes.

At this moment, Yan Qingchen released low pressure all over his body.

He looked down at the people on the ground with gloomy eyes.

Word by word, he said coldly, "when can my people be hurt by others?"

Although the tone is cold, it even exudes displeasure.

But after the voice fell to the ground, people around them felt a strong sense of killing.

Yan Qingchen suddenly raised his head and looked at the heavenly soldiers and generals in the void.

Especially the men who take the lead and wear armor.

He knew this man. He was the right hand of the king of God, the Dharma king of the red sky.

The red sky Dharma king heard Yan Qingchen's displeased voice and felt the killing intention from him.

It is also a bit timid, but strong resistance to the pressure, righteous words way: "see the dust emperor, God sent me and others, come to pick you up."

"Ha ha..." Yan Qingchen laughed in a low voice.

The voice mocked and disdained.