People are in the heavens, the chief of the knight bureau

Chapter 197 Today's futon, I will distribute it!

Zhou Yu looked at the three of them amusedly.

This is Sanqing.

The current Sanqing has a very good relationship, but it's a pity that they turned into that bear in the end.

The current Yuanyuan is not as black-bellied and despicable as the follow-up said.

Hongjun disappeared with a swipe.

Zhou Yu: "..."

Why are you running?
Want to have a brilliant appearance?
cut!
Zhou Yu also got off the futon and looked at Sanqing.

These three, go away and work for me.

"This fellow Taoist!"

Entering Zixiao Palace, seeing Zhou Yu, Sanqing cupped his hands and said.

Zhou Yu nodded slightly, "Fellow Daoist Sanqing, I have admired you for a long time too!"

Sanqing smiled slightly, have the names of the three of us spread throughout the prehistoric world?
"I don't know who my friend is?" Tong Tian asked with a smile.

"My name is Zhou Yu!" Zhou Yu smiled slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou Yu, there are futons here, why don't you sit on them?"

Originally asked in surprise.

Zhou Yu was about to say something when Haotian and Yaochi came out, bowed their hands to Sanqing, and said, "Everyone, you can sit down and chat when you come, but don't make any noise!"

"Wait until the sage master comes out to preach!"

Haotian and Yaochi said with a smile.

"Yes!" Sanqing all bowed their hands in return.

"Sit down."

Zhou Yu pointed to the futon and said, "This futon is very particular. Some people can sit down, but some people can't! You three sit down!"

"Is it important?"

Sanqing was slightly taken aback.

Tong Tian asked directly, "Fellow Daoist, can we sit?"

"I said you can sit if you can."

Zhou Yu laughed, and pulled Tongtian to sit down directly, "If Hongjun won't let you sit down, I'll beat him up!"

Samcheong:"……"

This is the saint dojo, Hongjun is a saint.

You're talking about beating him up here.

Aren't you afraid that Hongjun will come out and kill you?

Sanqing stared at the depths of Zixiao Palace in bewilderment, wondering why the saint Hongjun didn't show up?
unless……

The three took a deep breath.

Could it be that this person has also been sanctified, at the same level as Saint Hongjun?

If this is not the case, I am afraid that insulting the saint will be difficult!
In the depths of Zixiao Palace, Hongjun looked depressed.

I know you are awesome.

But can you save me some face?

Anyway, I'm going to preach.

"sit down!"

Zhou Yu directly pressed Tongtian on the third futon.

"Come on, Yuanyuan, you take the second seat."

Zhou Yu pointed to the second futon, then to the first futon, "Taiqing, sit here."

Lao Tzu and Yuan Yuan looked at each other and nodded.

Perhaps this person is here to assign seats.

Saint Hongjun might not be able to offend him.

Zhou Yu smiled lightly, Hong Yun.

This time, let me save your life.

It's rare to have such a kind person like you in the prehistoric world.

Don't sit on this futon.

After a while, more and more people entered the square, and many famous people came!

Twelve ancestor witches, ten ancestor witches, tall and mighty.

The ancestor witch Xuanming, who is as cold as ice all over, looks very beautiful, with that expression, it looks like I want to smash someone to death!

Zhou Yu: "..."

Xuan Ming will never get married in this life.

That's right, Xuanming himself didn't get married, after all, he died after fighting the Lich.

This time, I'm here.

However, you will definitely not be able to get married.

There is another one, the ancestral witch in yellow clothes, the Houtu ancestral witch!

Unlike other ancestral witches, she is not belligerent at all, but very gentle, with a peaceful face!

There are more and more people.

Zhou Yu looked at a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl and smiled slightly.

The girl wore a white gauze dress, which gave people a holy feeling.

That is, there is a snake tail on her lower body, and beside her, there is a man in his 20s who also has a snake tail and a resolute face.

It should be Nuwa and Fuxi!
Everyone looked at Zhou Yu and Sanqing.

Sanqing sat on the futon, and Zhou Yu stood behind Sanqing, seemingly guarding the futon.

"Nvwa."

Zhou Yu looked at Nuwa and smiled slightly, "Nuwa, come and sit on this futon!"

"Thank you buddy."

Nuwa was a little stunned, cupped her hands at Zhou Yu, and sat down.

Fuxi nodded lightly, his sister sat down, and he didn't need it!

Seeing Zhou Yu distributing futons, everyone hesitated, not knowing whether to step forward and sit down.

After all, this is Zixiao Palace!

Kunpeng, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, Minghe Patriarch and other great powers have all come.

They were all figures who shook the Great Desolate Continent, but in Zixiao Palace, no one dared to do anything wrong.

"Dare to ask my friend, who can sit down on this futon?"

Di Jun was not yet the Emperor of Heaven at this time, but there was a faint coercion of the Emperor of Heaven on his body, and he cupped his hands at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu waved his hand, "Heaven is destined. No need to ask!"

Di Jun nodded slightly, and everyone nodded too.

Is the way of heaven destined?
That being the case, that's all.

At this moment, Zhou Yu was pinching his chin and thinking...

To whom should the seat be given.

In the original plot, it should be Zhunti and Yingying, because Luo Hu shattered the spiritual vein of the West, making the barren West even more barren.

But now, Luo Hu didn't blow up the spirit veins, he was killed by himself.

Therefore, there is no need to give permission and reception.

Who is that for?
Zhou Yu's eyes flickered, he looked around and looked at Houtu.

Later, the body of the earth turned into reincarnation, and it was said in the follow-up that he became an authentic saint.

But now Zhou Yu can feel it, fart!
There is no primordial spirit in the Houtu, once the body is reincarnated, it will be completely dead.

There is no such thing as the so-called Pingxin Empress.

Therefore, Houtu must be given a place.

At this time, two more people appeared, and they looked like they were in their 30s!

One person has a smile on his face, giving people the feeling of a tiger with a smile on his face, and the other person has a painful expression on his face, as if he is very worried!

The smiling tiger should be ready to mention it, and the one with the miserable face should be the one who has received it!
"Fellow Taoist, please give us two senior brothers, okay?"

When they came here, they heard everyone discussing that Zhou Yu was assigning seats.

Jie Yin hastily said, "My brothers and sisters came from the west to listen to the sermon, but they didn't have a seat. It's a shame."

"How about asking Fellow Daoist to give me a position? If not, the two of us might as well be dead!"

Zhunti also spoke.

Zhou Yu: "..."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the chaos outside the sky, "If you want to die, go outside!"

I'm not used to your problems.

If you have the feeling, you will kill yourself!
The quasi-mention and reception face twitched.

I'm going, I'm just talking, why not.

If you want to commit suicide, you will definitely not commit suicide!
In Zixiao Palace, Daoist Hongjun suddenly smiled, "Fellow Zhou Yu is also very narrow-minded. In other words, the Dao of Heaven, there is no need to give guidance and appointment to the holy position!"

"Houtu, sit down."

Zhou Yu smiled slightly, pointed to the fifth futon, and said to Houtu.

Hou Tu was slightly taken aback, he still has a seat?

She cupped her hands to Zhou Yu, "Thank you!"

She goes and sits down.

The people around were suddenly disappointed.

There is only one futon left.

(End of this chapter)