"Chen Jiu, is that too much? Didn't I tell you? Now I am the horse of the immortal emperor. Your magnificent commander of the immortal prints can't do such things as robbing people's wives and households, can I? The devil warned badly, and his face was arrogant and proud.

"What do you care about me? I want to marry a Chinese princess!" Chen Jiu solemnly preached.

"My wife is the Princess of Chinese, and the Emperor promised to marry her to me!" The magician was straightforward and looked at the immortal emperor, hoping that he would come forward to confirm it.

"This..." The Immortal Emperor Khan Yan, he quickly explained:...