Pu Zihuang smiled and shook the feather fan, looking very proud: "Is it a perfect match?"

“No.”

After Nezha said coldly, he raised his foot and walked into the Immortal Palace.

Ruan Ling walked to Pu Zihuang, looked at Nezha's back with him, and asked, "Are you very familiar with him?"

"It's okay, I've fought a few times." Pu Zihuang said, "This kid is too arrogant, so you can't be polite to talk to anyone. Don't pay attention to him."

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "I am a little city god, how can I be qualified to take care of others."

"Don't belittle yourself, just based on your appearance..." Pu Zihuang said, scanning her eyes and coughed lightly, "Of course, I'm talking about your true body. Come on, let's go in and take a look."

Ruan Ling is still very familiar with Kunlun Fairy Palace, but it was her first time visiting the Fairy Palace five hundred years ago.

Compared with the outside, the inside is even more peaceful and warm, with cranes and flowers everywhere. The beautiful fairy girl shuttles with delicious food and wine.

It's really a fairy-like style.

Ruan Ling was overwhelmed with sight.

She had to remember what she looked like here so that when she went back in the future, she would forget how the fairy world was once prosperous when she saw the dilapidated Kunlun Palace.

At this time, a team of palace maids came over with fruits.

Pu Zihuang waved to them to stop, took a bunch of grapes from a palace maid, and smiled gently, "Thank you little fairy."

He is charming and handsome, with natural tender eyes and gentle words, making several palace maids blush on their cheeks.

Ruan Ling pinched a grape from his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. Looking at the graceful figure of the palace maids, he said, "Zi Huangjun is really a true peacock, picking flowers and grass everywhere. Look at the little fairy's face is red."

"Women are all delicate flowers, and they should be pityed." Pu Zihuang said softly.

At this time, another fairy came over and said respectfully: "Please follow me, Zi Huangjun."

She led Pu Zihuang to the banquet.

Ruan Ling admired the beautiful scenery of the Immortal Palace all the way, observed the passing gods, and thought about what Meng Po’s sister would look like.

She asked Pu Zihuang: "Do you know the goddess of Xiangjiang?"

"Know."

"Will she come today?"

"Yes, I saw her last time." Pu Zihuang said carelessly, "What did you ask her?"

"I just heard about her name for a long time and felt curious." Ruan Ling smiled, "When I see her later, can you point it to me?"

"no problem."

Pu Zihuang stepped into a hall with a smile.

There are several long rows of seats inside, which are already full of gods and gods.

Pu Zihuang stepped in with her green clothes and immediately attracted countless eyes.

Ruan Ling followed him silently as a green leaf, setting off his beauty.

Along the way, she could see that Pu Zihuang was simply a socialite among the gods, and there was no one he didn't know, or anyone he didn't know.

"I wonder, are you just doing nothing all day long and visiting people everywhere?"

After Pu Zihuang greeted the 38th god, Ruan Ling finally couldn't help asking.

Pu Zihuang smiled: "I lived in the heavens for a while when I was a child, so I knew some gods from all walks of life."

"You have lived in the heaven?" Ruan Ling was surprised, "I can become more and more curious about your identity now."

"It's nothing, I'll tell you in the future." Pu Zihuang smiled indifferently, "Come on, find a seat first."
Chapter completed!