On the third day of unemployment, Chen Yuan was pulled into a group.
Group name: Three Realms Red Envelope Group. The group is full of gods.
He thought it was a prank and casually ordered a red envelope.
Nine-turn golden elixir.
Punch through the wall.
The group exploded. The giant spirit god shouted: How can a mortal grab the elixir?
Chen Yuan did not explain. He handed out a few more red envelopes - spicy strips, liquor, and moon cakes.
Giant Spirit God: What is this? So delicious! Brother Chen, are there any more?
Nezha: Spicy strips are nothing, Brother Chen, your liquor is the best!
Chang'e: Mr. Chen, do you still have the mooncakes you sent last time?
Chen Yuan looked at the screen and fell into deep thought.
After becoming a god, before journeying to the west. The gods of this era have never seen anything in the mortal world.
And he has plenty of them in his hands.
From today on, he has the final say in this group.
