The emperor... lost!

Chen Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard the news.

But... this is a world of cultivation!

It’s not a big deal if the emperor is lost?

Even if he is in the position, most of the things he does depend on the face of the cultivator.

Look, these secular people around you should eat and drink.

It is just an interesting thing to think that the emperor is lost.

This emperor is also pitiful!

"If you lose it, just lose it!"

Chen Tian said without hesitation: "How much can he do for us? You are not the only one who cultivators can find any more."

"This is nothing wrong with it."

Zhao Qing nodded with a lip and kowtowed to Guazi, "How did you say the emperor lost it? Are you disobedient?"

According to rumors circulating in the market, several secular emperors once wanted to change.

Then it disappeared for no reason.

Chen Tian also knew, but most of these were the products of conspiracy theories.

Many places don't make sense, so I don't care.

But Zhao Qing obviously liked this conspiracy theory very much, and he thought of the emperor as he was killed.

"maybe!"

Chen Tian did not refute Zhao Qing's conspiracy theory ideas, so he easily became arguing.

He was too lazy to argue with Zhao Qing, mainly because he was worried that the word Kuang Mo around him would anger him.

He even joked: "You go home after dinner, maybe you can see the emperor sitting in your house."

"go!"

Zhao Qing gave Chen Tian a speechless look and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you crow."

The emperor's appearance at his home is not a good thing for this conspiracy theory person.

If the cultivator thinks that he is in the same group as the emperor, it will be a bad thing.

Chen Tianxiao didn't say anything more.

At the same time, the guy served his meal.

Zhao Qing went to the kitchen to urge him to eat, and he did not disturb Chen Tian anymore.

"Did you think the emperor is really lost?"

Chen Tian was eating and asked Kuang Mo curiously.

He was quite curious about the reason for this matter, and there was a cultivator beside him, so he simply asked.

Of course, he also observed that Kuang Mo was not very concerned about the emperor's loss, and knew that he would not get angry.

"Um..."

Kuang Mo was slightly stunned and pondered.

He was just observing the unity of Chen Tian's words and deeds, and was able to chat with secular people so naturally and harmoniously.

Although he listened to Chen Tian's words, as a fusion monk, he had the ability to control the life and death of most people.

If you want to treat weak people with an equal attitude, you can still do it.

This is a question of mentality. Then, Kuang Mo shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

Chen Tian didn't care, and lowered his head and said, "Let's have a meal!"

From time to time, he looked up at the direction leading to the store.

Judging from time, Mengqiu and the others should have arrived!

......In front of Wanqiao Pavilion!

Qingfeng and his men had already arrived here, and he was still holding a few Qi training disciples who were trapped in his dreams.

There was no one in the store.

"How long will we have to wait here?"

Qingfeng's face was not very good-looking, and she asked angrily.

They actually had plans to go in first, but as soon as they stepped in, they felt the hostile gaze of the six sculptures on the shelf.

If that's all, he can still accept it.

What he couldn't accept was that he was the only one who stopped these six sculptures.

Su Tinghe, Hang Qing and Mu Leyu could understand it if they didn't stop him.

More come!

But why don’t you stop Guijian?

Just look at me having a problem?

Qingfeng becomes more angry the more he thinks, but he can't force himself to break through.

Not to mention whether he would offend Chen Tian, ​​Gui Jian next to him always looks like he is blocking him.

"Don't worry! Fellow Daohe has already passed on her disciples."

Gui Jian soothes the angry Qingfeng and gestures to Su Tinghe for a look.

OK!

Stop teasing him!

Let your disciples come out quickly!

Seeing this, Su Tinghe pinched her hands and sent a message to the backyard.

Soon, Zong Mengqiu and Jian Chi came out.

The four of them were planning to go to see the master for dinner, but when they went out, they saw Qingfeng coming.

Then he received a message from Su Tinghe, asking them to come out after seeing the situation.

As for the breath, there was a sword of return beside him for a moment.

From this we can see that Qingfeng is somewhat unpopular.

"Senior Guijian, Senior Mihe, Senior Hang Qing..."

Zong Mengqiu came to the door and greeted several seniors and walked into the store.

Qingfeng's face became a little darker again, and he didn't hear his name from Zong Mengqiu's mouth.

As a good-for-nostalgic senior, he felt very uncomfortable!

But behind them were several disciples who were trapped in dreams.

He could not ask Zong Mengqiu for questioning him.

Good, you little girl!

Come and play with me, a thousand-year-old senior!

Qingfeng secretly wrote down Zong Mengqiu's name.

Then, a few people came to the house.

"Senior, please sit down and wait for a moment!"

Zong Mengqiu explained: The master is out for dinner and will be back soon.

Jian Chi was going to prepare tea and put it in front of Gui Jian and the others.

This time I didn’t deliberately ignore Qingfeng. It would be enough once or twice. If it was too much, it would be easier to appear petty.

"It's okay!"

Gui Jian smiled and said, "We are mainly looking for you this time."

"Look for me!"

When Zong Mengqiu saw several disciples behind Qingfeng, she probably had guessed the purpose of her arrival, but still pretended to be confused: "The disciple is low in strength, what can I do for my seniors?"

Qingfeng saw that she was pretending to be confused and said bluntly: "I just want you to relieve the dream of these disciples."

"Ah! Do I still have the ability to get in touch with dreams?"

Zong Mengqiu frowned in confusion, looked at Jian Chi, and asked, "Junior brother! Do I have this ability?"

"No!"
To be continued...