Chapter 906 Gossip

"He rose from the Nine Heavens Realm, fought all the way to the Middle Three Realms, and won the title of the Undefeated God of War. His glory is boundless. Because of him, the Holy Maiden was even awarded the Quasi-Spirit Emperor."

"He came to the Ice Spirit Clan to propose a marriage. The King of Ling thought that he was too good, so he gave him a choice. Either choose the saint, or get out."

"Jiang Chen's choice is just as you can see..."

Yun Shou shook his head and sighed, his face was full of regret, as if he felt sorry for Xueer.

"Auntie, turn it off."

Jiang Chen wanted to hear the voice again in his dreams, and the howling cold wind couldn't cover it up.

Yun Shou waved his hand, and the mirror disappeared.

"I'm going to practice."

The woman turned and went into the mountains, as if she had not been affected in any way.

………

When Jiang Chen woke up, he saw his bride sitting in front of the dressing table, combing her messy hair due to last night's madness.

The hair is like a waterfall, and the skin is white, but elastic and smooth as silk.

The side face that was half facing her was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

She was wearing a very thin coat, and her slender thighs seemed to be the most beautiful curves in the world. Yuzu is like a work of art, without the slightest blemish, the nails are like chips, and the toes are like pearls.

"you're awake?"

She paused in combing her hair, then turned around, it was the Ice Spirit Tribe saintess!

Lingzi, a spiritual girl, was born in a spirit clan with extraordinary spiritual roots. The spirit clan carefully cultivated them and sent them to all walks of life to avoid the action of cutting seedlings.

As for the saintess, it is also decided upon birth, the daughter of the Spirit King is the saintess.

"Can you comb my hair?" The saint smiled slightly.

Jiang Chen sat up, supported his forehead, and said, "I told you that I am a divine body, and I am not a real disciple of Emperor Wu."

"I know." The saint said indifferently.

"and you……"

"As long as you don't tell me, and I don't tell you, others will never know. I believe you can break the curse of the divine body," said the saint.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen was very moved. She said this lightly, but it required great courage.

"It's useless, a conspiracy is surrounding me, the rumors about the divine body were just to create momentum, and it will soon..." Jiang Chen said.

"Can you comb my hair?" The saint interrupted him and handed over the comb.

Looking at that flawless cheek again, there was no worry at all, which made Jiang Chen stunned.

He stretched out his hand and took the comb made of Xuanbing, but it was the size of a palm, exquisite and compact.

Jiang Chen stood up, walked behind the saint, and happened to see the two people in the mirror.

One is sitting, the other is standing.

The saint pursed her lips and smiled slightly, her eyes looking forward to him through the mirror.

Jiang Chen's heart moved, and he stepped forward.

All of a sudden, he froze in place, staring at the mirror intently, his eyes frightening.

"What's wrong?" The saint was stunned, not knowing why.

"Is this necessary?"

Jiang Chen's eyes were scarlet, and he punched the mirror.

The saint stepped back and was about to ask a question, when she saw brilliance from the broken gap in the mirror, revealing countless spirit patterns.

"Is this necessary?!" Jiang Chen threw away the comb and walked out of the wedding room.

"I don't know...really."

The saint's face was ashen, of course she knew what was going on with this mirror, and what the two of them did last night was passed on to that person.

Jiang Chen put on his clothes and came to the gate of the main hall of the Ice Palace.

"Groom officer, what do you want to do?"

General Wei was not surprised and stopped him at the door.

"I want to see the Spirit King, get out!"

Jiang Chen could accept the sacrifice, but he couldn't accept that he was misunderstood by his senior sister, making his senior sister sad.

"Jiang Chen, you're done having fun, what else do you want? You're really heartless." General Wei sneered.

But when Jiang Chen looked at it, he immediately restrained his smile, and said, "Spirit King accepted your elixir, and went to retreat."

"I want to see Yun Shou!" Jiang Chen said again.

"Yun Shou is not here, she is responsible for the spirit girl, so she doesn't need to stay in the ice palace."

Jiang Chen understood that no one would appear in front of him now.

He left the ice palace and walked in a daze in the snow.

When you come, you are mentally prepared, even if it is the worst situation, you can accept it.

But when he really came to this step, Jiang Chen realized that he couldn't let go.

Walking, he came to another city from the ice palace.

He didn't seem to notice, just kept walking forward like this, when he passed by a restaurant, he stopped for a while and went in.

Jiang Chen has always disliked drinking strong alcohol, thinking that it is not a gentleman.

He likes to drink slightly drunk, but today, he wants to get really drunk.

In this city full of spirit races, the appearance of such a strange person naturally attracted attention.

"Isn't that Jiang Chen? Didn't he enter the bridal chamber last night? Why did you come here to get drunk?"

"What the hell happened?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, not knowing why.

From the morning, Jiang Chen continued to drink until the evening, even his spiritual body couldn't bear it, and he was as drunk as mud.

Finally, the Ice Spirit Tribe saintess came with soldiers and took him away.

Now everyone knows the relationship between the two, and they can't help talking about it.

On the second day, someone saw Jiang Chen walking in the snow-capped mountains again, and all the way he passed were empty wine jugs.

This time, it caused a lot of discussion among the Ice Spirit Clan.

And this situation has been maintained all the time. Every day after Jiang Chen fell down from drinking, the saintess took him back regardless of the weird gazes from outsiders.

At the same time, there are more and more rumors about Jiang Chen being a god in the outside world.

People who didn't take it seriously didn't know where they heard the doubts.

For example, if Jiang Chen wasn't a divine body, why would he be able to head-to-head with the Earth Spirit Race?

Why can there be such a terrifying physical performance when competing for the undefeated God of War?

Most importantly, how did he withstand the power of strange fire and thunder?

There were more and more doubts, and people began to read the information about the divine body, and indeed found that it was very consistent.

Especially Ning Haotian, who came from the same world as Jiang Chen, declared that the essence and blood of the divine body are comparable to magic medicine, and it is precisely because of the exchange of essence and blood with Jiang Chen that he has made rapid progress today.

This time, people exploded and felt very credible.

Regarding this, Jiang Chen didn't know anything about it, and he was almost inseparable from alcohol.

On this day, the saintesses of the Ice Spirit Tribe were called into the main hall.

She vaguely guessed something, her eyes were full of complexity.

"Look at what you have become. You are a saintess of the Ice Spirit Tribe, and now you are almost becoming a joke of the Ice Spirit Tribe." The Ice Spirit King said dissatisfied.

Because of Jiang Chen, there were a lot of gossip about the saintess.

The saint was silent and did not respond.

"Let's get down to business, now that there are rumors from the outside world, do you know the inside story?" Bingling King said again.

"I don't know," said the saint.

"But I haven't said what the rumors are about."

Hearing this, the face of the saint changed drastically. The more she pretended to be normal, the bigger her flaws were revealed.

Suddenly, she felt that her mind was swallowed by the vast ocean, and everything about her was flipped through.

"Sher! You let me down!"

After realizing what they wanted, the Ice Spirit Clan finally showed anger.