Quick Transmigration: The host is super good!

The corners of Chen Yuan's mouth twitched fiercely twice, and he suppressed the urge to roll his eyes, and said in a bad tone: "With the demon army approaching the world, it is hard to say whether the fairy world can still exist. You are instigating me at this time, aren't you really trying to get rid of a mess?"

Dehai looked embarrassed, he really didn't have such an idea, he was just extremely disappointed with the Emperor and wanted to change someone, but he forgot about the current situation of the fairy world.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm old now and can't care about so many things. Let everything take its course..." he said dejectedly.

Chen Yuan chuckled and did not respond, only saying: "Thank you Immortal Venerable for speaking for me in the palace before. If I can be of any use in the future, I will do my best to help you."

"What do my little words mean?" Immortal Dehai shook his head. "It has no impact on the situation, and it can't bring you justice. It's better not to mention it."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk more, Shen Yuan stopped the topic and said that some things should be kept in mind.

"The Immortal Master is closed in the palace. I will not disturb you any longer. Goodbye."

"Where are you going?" Immortal Dehai called her.

"Of course I'm going back to my Temple of War God." Chen Yuan said.

Temple of War

In stark contrast to its domineering name, the Temple of War God looks ordinary and there is nothing special about it.

It is neither as magnificent and majestic as the legend says, nor does it give people a sense of solemnity and inviolability.

It is just an ordinary house, with some lush vegetation and a quiet environment.

This place was not originally called the Temple of War God. Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Lord led the demons to attack the fairyland. For a time, no one could stop him, even the Emperor was defeated by him.

It was Chen Yuan who suddenly appeared and defeated the Demon Lord and his four demon generals, forcing the demons to retreat back to the demon world.

After the war, the Emperor rewarded her for her merits and named her the God of War in the Immortal Realm. Naturally, her residence was changed to the Temple of the God of War.

It was very strange that it was so ordinary and inconspicuous. When I lived here before, I didn’t feel it was very comfortable. After leaving for thousands of years and coming back, Chen Yuan couldn’t help but feel a sour feeling in his heart.

Is this what others mean when they say, a nest of gold or silver is not as good as your own doghouse?

Chen Yuan pondered and walked inside. As soon as he stepped into the palace door, he heard a cry for mercy.

"Fairy Lingyu, I was wrong, please forgive me this time!"

Lingyu? The one that Hongzhen and Mingxuan both like?

Hearing the familiar name, Shen Yuan suddenly became interested, turned around and walked towards the direction where the voice came from.

Turning around the corridor, I saw two women, one standing and one kneeling. The kneeling one was obviously the one who begged for mercy before. She was wearing the clothes of a maid in the Temple of War God.

Looking at her face again, Shen Yuan still had some impression of her, and slowly dug it out from his mind. She was one of the maids who followed her in the early days.

Shen Yuan's face darkened. She didn't like being made to kneel down to others, and had long since abolished these red tapes.

Lingyu was just a little fairy who was taken in later, but she was so powerful that even the maid who had followed her for many years had to bow her head and beg her!

Ling Yu had no idea that there was a pair of eyes behind her. She crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows, and looked arrogant. "Hmph! Useless thing! You can't even handle such a small matter. Why should I keep you?"

The maid trembled and lowered her head, not daring to look her in the eye: "Fairy Lingyu, it's not that I don't try my best, but..."

Ling Yu didn't wait for her to finish. She whipped out a whip with her left hand, raised her hand and lashed her with the whip, cursing: "You still dare to quibble. It's useless. You don't have to leave if you don't want to. Take fifty lashes from me. If you don't die, this fairy will let you stay."

The whip hit the maid right in the face and she screamed "Ah!". Half of her face was covered in blood, which looked extremely scary.

Ling Yu was not afraid at all. A hint of blood-thirsty excitement flashed in her eyes. She licked her lips with the tip of her tongue and said with a smile, "Do you want to continue?"

Chen Yuan was a little surprised. This person didn't look as weak and innocent as Immortal Dehai said. The little thing actually had two faces.

The maid covered her bleeding face, her body trembling with fear, but she said resolutely: "I will not leave, I will stay here and wait for His Highness the God of War to come back."

"God of War?" Ling Yu sneered, "Do you think Chen Yuan can come back?"

"What do you mean?" The maid who had just accepted her fate and waited for punishment suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of hostility, "What do you know? His Highness' disappearance has something to do with you, right?"

"Ah!" Lingyu covered her lips in a panic, then put down her hand after a moment and laughed wantonly, "You found out! But so what? What can you do now that you know?"

"Like those people before, shouting and killing me, but none of them could beat me, and in the end they all..." She scratched her neck and made a tongue-sticking and glaring expression.

"You..." The maid was so angry that she was shaking all over, "You did it, you killed them..."

Lingyu tilted her head and nodded innocently: "Yes!"

"Let me count them. There are Zixuan, Jinghan, Menghua..."

With every name she said, the hatred in the maid's eyes increased. When she had counted seven or eight names, her eyes became bloodshot and turned completely red.

"I will kill you!" She roared, the long sword in her sleeve fell into her palm, she turned her wrist, and swept it across Lingyu's chest.

But Lingyu seemed to be prepared. She took a step back lightly and dodged. She moved her arm slightly, and the long whip wrapped around her sword like a snake. She lifted it lightly, and the sword was taken away. It turned into scrap metal when it fell to the ground.

"A petty trick!" Lingyu sneered and walked towards the pale-faced maid with a whip in her hand. Just as she was about to break her neck, her expression suddenly changed slightly.

She quickly retracted the whip to defend herself and flew backwards, narrowly avoiding the sneak attack from the silver needles. Looking at the rapidly corroding ground, she broke out in a cold sweat.

The maid didn't expect that she could escape under such circumstances. She closed her eyes in despair, and then flew towards her resolutely.

"You want to hold me and explode again?" Ling Yu dodged easily and sneered, "Can't you be more creative? Why do you keep using the same trick over and over again?"

Chen Yuan couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and with a cold snort, he came out from his hidden corner, pinched the maid to interrupt her self-explosion, and at the same time, he slapped Ling Yu with his other hand.

Lingyu was startled and wanted to hide, but then she found that her energy was tightly locked and she couldn't even move.

She was horrified, but in the face of absolute strength, she was helpless and could only watch as the palm, which seemed light but actually contained infinite murderous intent, got closer and closer to her.

Is she going to die here today? Lingyu widened her eyes unwillingly.

"Shen Yuan!"