Zhu Gangxi stood outside the peach garden, looking at the peach blossoms in full bloom, but he felt inexplicably irritable. Today was the Queen Mother's Peach Festival. Logically speaking, he should be happy, but for some reason, he always felt that something big was about to happen.
"Marshal Tianpeng, why are you still here?" Fairy Boy's urging voice came from behind, "The Peach Party will begin soon."
"Got it." Zhu Gang replied and straightened his silver armor. As the marshal of the Heavenly Navy Navy, he has always displayed a majestic image, but today this silver armor made him feel particularly heavy.
The moment you step into Yaochi, you will be surrounded by fairy music and auspicious clouds. Immortals from all walks of life have already taken their seats, drinking and drinking among each other, and the atmosphere is full of immortality. Zhu Gangxi was about to walk to his seat when he suddenly heard a clear voice in his mind:
[Ding! The plot prophet system is activated!
