Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 1024 Every King Fights (4)

"Why Qianlongjiao is weeping blood, what is the third son Su's intention, if you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to explain." The storyteller bowed and left the stage, and came to the backstage with a dissatisfied expression.

The manager behind the scenes greeted him with a smile, "What's the matter, Mr. Yuan, the youngest Su is the successor of the Nagasawa Dynasty, and his deeds are not attractive enough?"

"They're all of the same level and high level. They don't want to listen to how heroic Su Laosan is, but his moves and temperament." Mr. Yuan flipped through a bunch of manuscripts about Su Laosan, and they were all Praise-oriented, "Aren't all the manuscripts received in the building related to those companies?"

"The heroes of Nanjiang and the heroes of Nagasawa have started to fight in the ring. I guess I bought a writer and contributed articles to the building. They want to use us to make a name for themselves." With two mustaches, he looked like a very pedantic old pedant, and he spoke slowly, shaking his head.

Mr. Yuan asked him, "Old Du, it's your turn for the next round. What are you going to say?"

Mr. Du smiled slightly, "No hurry, no hurry."

The regular audience all know that Mr. Yuan is talking about the series of Mr. Su, and the session ended this morning, and it will be resumed in the afternoon, and some of them left.

There are people going in the hall, and people will come naturally, and half of the new faces have been replaced.The new faces sighed again when they saw the purple-clothed monk surrounded by beauties in the front row.

There were also some monks who recognized the origin of the man in purple, surprised and hesitant, and quickly went to ask for the VIP card.

Shangyu is purely here to pass the time, and listen to some noteworthy domain names by the way. Unfortunately, the story told by the storyteller is too long, and it takes half an hour to tell the things that can be summed up in two or three sentences. It had to be useful to her, and she regretted letting those two half-demons go away more and more.

Just as she was thinking, she slightly paused the hand holding the wine, and saw a person walking towards her.

There are many monks who like to wear white clothes, but their temperaments are different. The body wears white clothes, which is hailed as the scenery of Jiyue. The exiled immortals are alive, and the generals wear white clothes. They still can't hide their murderous aura. But in the monastic world, few people wear white clothes. A sense of mourning.

Like wandering catkins.

He looks like a young man, with delicate features and a slender figure, as if he could be broken by a storm, "Respected guest Wanan, I am the shopkeeper of the next restaurant, Miao, I saw that you have retreated, and I am here to ask if there is any dissatisfaction." , they are ignorant, and I will plead guilty for the next generation."

Shang Yu smiled, "It's okay, my comrades are used to being single, and I can't stand someone getting too close. I'm sorry for the shopkeeper."

It was the first time for Miao to hear this reason, and he took a closer look at the 14 people. Although their expressions and behaviors were different, they were all sitting in the posture of a big horse with a golden knife, showing a bold style in their bones.

He bowed and said, "Then I won't bother you, I hope you all enjoy yourself."

Afterwards, he asked the waiter to give everyone a plate of spiritual fruit.

Yingjun said quietly, "Boss, we are all for your own good. How can you fall into the world of mortals with such a righteous heart, but this shopkeeper does not look simple, and he is as handsome as me."

"You can shut up for me." When Shang Yu raised his eyes, he saw two people he knew again, and his boring mood finally became a little more lively.

At this time, Gongsun Mang and a blue-clothed monk were silently confronting each other in front of a chair. Both of them wanted the VIP seat, and they both wanted the seat next to Ji Chaoyue. Their self-cultivation did not allow them to compete for it. There was a fight.

The blue-clothed monk frowned, and said gently, "I am the family of the pregnant family, you are a fellow Taoist?"

He thought that if he reported his name, this person should retire, but in fact, Gongsun Mang didn't think much about it, "My surname is Gongsun, and my single name is Mang. Fellow Daoist, there is still a seat next to me."

Luan Jia laughed angrily, "I appreciate the kindness of friend Daoist."

He pushed Gongsun Mang a step away with his dark strength, and sat down directly.

Ji Chaoyue's attendant hurried over, "My fellow Taoist, my Taoist priest is not used to getting close to people, and the three seats here have already been bought, please go to the side."

"I'm sorry." Luan Jia's face froze. When she stood up, she saw that Gongsun Mang had already sat down in the seat next to her. She glanced at herself with a smile. A surge of hostility suddenly surged in her heart, and she managed to find an empty seat. .

Ji Chaoyue bought three seats. She sat in the middle, surrounded by beauties, and Gongsun Mang was actually just one seat away from her.

The broad chair was wide enough to accommodate three people. Gongsun Mang and a nun sat together, seeming very intimate.

This female cultivator is not Long Shu from before, but a woman in pink, with a weird smile.

Gongsun Mang first smiled at her gratefully, she understood, and exclaimed, "Brother, there are half-demons here, it's so scary, didn't the restaurant we entered before secretly bully the half-demons in every possible way, forcing them to serve as guests?" For fun, how can there be here.”

"Don't talk nonsense, this is a well-known big restaurant, it is impossible for such dirty things to happen."

They didn't set up a barrier, and if they wanted to, they could listen to everything they said.

Shang Yu glanced at the group of half-demons beside Ji Chaoyue, and saw that many half-demons froze.

This Gongsun Mang has a good heart, but he is a little silly.

She picked up a bunch of grape-like red pearls, and listened to him singing and singing with the people around him, telling all about the miserable situation of the half-demon.

Xu Shi spoke too sweetly, and tears welled up in the eyes of one or two half-monsters. This made Gongsun Mang, who had been paying attention to them all the time, more sure of his guess and determined to seek justice for them.

Ji Chaoyue could hear what he said, but it was just for fun, but the half-demons around her seemed to be affected by the mood, and even played a wrong tune, which blocked her mood.

"Go and call him."

"Yes."

Gongsun Mang was prepared, and walked over with his clothes full. Before he could speak, Ji Chaoyue, who was leaning on the high pillow, said, "Tell me your purpose."

If there is no purpose, it's just a brain twitch. I insist on discussing this matter openly in this place.

Gongsun Mang has a big heart, but his intuition is very accurate. He didn't hide it, and replied obediently, "The half-demon is in a difficult situation. We are doing the right way. We can't sit idly by. I don't ask you to intervene, but please allow me to tell them a few words."

Ji Chaoyue waved his hand, "Go to the side."

The half-demons panicked, how dare they make the guest unhappy.

A cat demon hurriedly saluted, and then said to Gongsun Mang, "Guest, you are too worried. The shopkeeper treats us very well and won't force us to do anything. We rely on the shopkeeper's relief to survive."

Gongsun Mang didn't quite believe it, and said loudly, "Don't be afraid, the strong men are here, and they won't make things difficult for you."

He stared closely at one of the dog monsters with a strange expression.

The dog demon waved his hand and said, "We have suffered bad things before, but with the protection of the shopkeeper, everything is fine. The guests really misunderstood."

Gongsun Mang tried his best to distinguish the truth from what they said. In this regard, his intuition seemed to be failing.

(End of this chapter)