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Cheng Xiaochi sat angrily in the corridor to calm down. After calming down, he felt that he had been a little strange recently.

When those people mentioned Zhanlong just now, the first thing he thought of was the emperor's safety, which was very strange.

Logically speaking, the emperor was not very kind to him. He wanted to silence him earlier, and recently asked him to write a suicide note. Apart from praising him for being big, he was satisfied. The reason for the Revolutionary Friendship Circle.

Why do you think about the emperor?nine nine nine xs.

Didn't the emperor just hang himself up and escape?

Wait, he found out what he missed. The emperor must be buried with him when he dies, and his "favorite concubine" must be the first to be buried with him, so he still has to think about the emperor...

It hurts!

In a sense, he and the emperor were really in the same boat.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaochi thought of something again.

Obviously the emperor has admitted that he and he are on the same boat!I should not have to worry about being beheaded at all, so write a ghost suicide note!

Ahhh!Cheng Xiaochi's mind was in a mess before, so he forgot about this, but when he thinks about it now, he regrets it!

Nima!Is the dog emperor waiting for him here?Unexpectedly, the emperor who looks like a dog is actually a scheming boy. He knows people and faces but doesn't know his heart, and he has been fooled again!People are sinister!

The matter of the suicide note was completely forgotten by Cheng Xiaochi, and he walked around the corridor twice, and returned to the room without interest. The emperor was sitting by the window holding a book. Very refreshing.

"Your Majesty, won't you go out for a walk?"

The emperor turned his body sideways, his black hair was not tied up, but part of it was on his shoulders, and part of it was loose behind him to match his cold white skin, creating a visual impact of black and white.

The close-fitting look robe outlines his calves, showing the lines of his inner thighs, which looks quite powerful, and the loose belt ties up the robe, making him look languid and irresistibly sexy.

This posture looks relaxed, but in Cheng Xiaochi's eyes, it is somewhat dangerous, the more beautiful the thing is, the more dangerous it appears.

The emperor didn't intend to answer Cheng Xiaochi's words, and Cheng Xiaochi didn't intend to continue asking, anyway, it was just polite words.The emperor casually asked a few things about the outside world, and he sat next to the emperor, babbling about the gossip he had just heard outside.

The emperor raised his head and looked at the young man full of vigor and chatter, his face was full of enthusiasm and passion, a little thing could make him happy for a long time, when the emperor thought of the big white dog in the palace.

Cheng Xiaochi was talking enthusiastically, his mouth dried up while he was talking, he picked up the water and poured it vigorously, when he put down the water, he saw the emperor looking at him with a smile on his face, Cheng Xiaochi was stunned for a moment, and touched his face : "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

The emperor raised his lips: "You look good."

Cheng Xiaochi: ...

It was visible to the naked eye that Cheng Xiaochi was red from his toes to the back of his ears like waves, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

How can a straight man describe a straight man as good-looking! ?And why is Emperor Mao so calm! !accurate!

He remembered that the emperor said the same thing last time, and he didn't think too much about it then...

At this moment, Cheng Xiaochi's heart was beating violently, and the question was about to come out. His eyes swept wildly, and he asked the question that he had been puzzled all along: "Your Majesty... Caomin has always had a question."

When the emperor heard this, he put down the book, and his expression suddenly became very formal. Cheng Xiaochi was startled, and suddenly shrank.

"What do you want to ask?" The emperor sat upright, face to face with Cheng Xiaochi, it looked like some kind of symposium.

It's also more like a parent-teacher meeting—the teacher confronts the fidgeting students.

"Uh, Your Majesty, you also said last time, so what, we are on the same boat..." Cheng Xiaochi paused, not knowing what to say next, he was a bit difficult to express, he couldn't directly ask the emperor if you like it man?

Emperor: "What?"

"That's it, you treat me..."

Emperor: "Speak clearly."

Cheng Xiaochi's face was flushed, because he didn't know what to say, he exhausted his energy again and again, he was discouraged like a football.

"It's nothing, I just think it's inconvenient for Cao Min to be a man in the harem..."

The emperor frowned, and Cheng Xiaochi's heart skipped a beat.

After a few minutes of silence, just as Cheng Xiaochi's heart was about to explode, the emperor suddenly felt bad and said, "Indeed, men are not in compliance with the rules in the harem."

Cheng Xiaochi's eyes widened immediately, with a look of hope, and he nodded repeatedly, thinking that the dog emperor has finally become smarter! !Whoooo!

"That……"

The emperor seemed a bit embarrassed: "The harem is mostly eunuchs..."

The emperor has an expression of your certainty... (￣￣￣￣)...(—___—) His eyes suddenly moved down, and Cheng Xiaochi's hopeful eyes suddenly turned into horror, and he felt a chill down below!

He immediately shrank like a caterpillar!Block the emperor's line of sight, as if that line of sight is a knife.

Cheng Xiaochi: Can I pretend that I didn't say that just now! ! QAQ.

He hurriedly made amends, "Actually, actually... I'm just talking about it casually. I usually don't go out in the pavilion, and it won't affect the harem. Actually, uh, what..."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

No, hey! !Cheng Xiaochi would rather the chrysanthemum remains...

Wait, why did I take this option into consideration! !

But think about it, among the two options of no Xiaojiu and no guarantee for Chrysanthemum, the latter is actually not bad!And I heard that number zero is actually quite emotional.

He can't help but think of his own comics, he draws comics, but he usually has the kind of brotherhood that is deeper, but not so explicit, so generally there will be no such explosive content, but as long as you open his super words, comments...

Numerous little fans, all kinds of big touches, will leave a message in it, and create a second time...

He once watched for a while, his face flushed red, and he almost had a nosebleed. After he finished watching, he asked the gay friend who abducted him into going astray, is number zero really that cool?Why do the people in the comics burst into tears and drool, it's just...

Jiyou rubbed his chin, "According to theory, number zero will be more refreshing than number one. The refreshing feeling of number one comes mostly from the desire to conquer, and number zero will be more comfortable and dry than number one physically."

Cheng Xiaochi was shocked, pointed at him and asked, "You are so researched!"

Jiyou chuckled: "As a writer, I must at least check all the information! I will share it with you and send you a website, and all my information comes from here..."

When he opened the website as Xiaochi, he almost put his eyes on himself, and blackmailed his friends in place, and it took a week before he was released.

Your sister, why do you treat his eyes like this!

Later...Cheng Xiaochi still sneaked a look at it in the dead of night, every time he wanted to put his eyes in, but he would peek through his fingers...

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Why do I, a straight man, do such a thing!

Fortunately, the topic was stopped by Cheng Xiaochi. He quickly cleared the teacups on the table, said that he would make a cup of good tea for the emperor, and left the room in a hurry.

Looking at the background of Cheng Xiaochi's crap, the emperor couldn't help clenching his fists to his lips, and chuckled a few times.

When the meal was over, the emperor still didn't come out, so Gu Yun brought it in for him to eat, Cheng Xiaochi was happy and quiet, and halfway through the meal, the three middle-aged and second-year-olds unexpectedly appeared again.

"Boss, have a pot of spiritual wine."

"A plate of fire phoenix meat, three taels of copper beef tendon meat."

"Three bowls of spiritual valley!"

Xiaoer was not surprised, "Okay, just wait a moment!"

Cheng Xiaochi: ⊙▽⊙Shocked, what's going on?

He took a few mouthfuls of food, couldn't help but put all his attention on it, and thought to himself, isn't it just a few young people in the second year of middle school?Is there really any spirit wine, phoenix meat and spirit grain?

About 10 minutes later, Xiao Er brought up everything they asked for, and Cheng Xiaochi stretched his head to see that it was ordinary chicken, sauced beef, rice wine, and rice.

Cheng Xiaochi called Xiaoer to stop, and asked in a low voice, "What are those people calling, why have I never heard of it?"

Xiao Er chuckled: "It's white-cut chicken and sauced beef, the wine is our restaurant's signature wine, and the rice is ordinary rice."

Cheng Koike black line, "Then why did they give them those names."

Xiao Er: "Hey, you can call them whatever you want, as long as you are happy, don't you think, those three guests have been here several times, and I basically know what they want,"

At this time, there were not many people in the hall, the rain was still continuous, it was dark, and people were unwilling to go out, so Cheng Xiaochi changed his seat, moved to their side, and got close.

"Hey, three brothers, I heard you chatting yesterday. I didn't eavesdrop on purpose. I overheard it by accident. What is the real dragon you are talking about?"

The three of them immediately looked at him, and Cheng Xiaochi was taken aback. The eyes of these three didn't look like a second-degree illness at all.

The eyes of the older ones are very righteous, the gentleness of the middle age is full of smiles, and the youngest one looks a little green, just like a senior brother in life.

"I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist? My junior Yuhua, junior brother Yuyuan, and junior junior brother Yutou," said the oldest person.

Taro?Taro?Ziliu, hungry.

"It's making a pool!"

"Cheng Daoyou, do you know that there is an abnormality in Japan Town today?"

Cheng Xiaochi's brain turned and he had a flash of inspiration: "Is everyone talking about the torrential rain in the past few days!"

The expressions on the faces of these people were a little indifferent to Cheng Xiaochi's accusation, but now they heard Cheng Xiaochi's words, and immediately became energetic, "Fellow Daoist, do you also feel it!?"

Cheng Xiaochi's heart was agitated, regardless of whether he was a sophomore in front of him or not, he began to enter the drama: "My magic power is low, I can't feel it, I just feel a little uneasy."

"Sure enough! The aura in this world is so thin that even bigu is difficult to complete. Don't worry fellow daoists, I calculated it by observing the sky at night!"

Cheng Xiaochi: ...?

It's raining every day recently, how can there be any celestial phenomena?

"The sun has been covered by dark clouds for the past few days. Obviously something big is going to happen, maybe it has something to do with the real dragon! I'm afraid something will happen to the real dragon!"

Hey, didn't these three say they wanted to slay the dragon a few days ago?

"What is a real dragon!?" Cheng Xiaochi hurriedly asked his doubts.

The older man showed a dignified expression: "The real dragon in the world must be the emperor."

"Then you all said yesterday that you want to kill the dragon, what's going on? Are you going to..."

The man waved his hand: "Haha, my little brother was joking that day. I waited until I arrived in this mortal world lacking spiritual energy, and I couldn't interfere with anything."

Cheng Xiaochi felt worried, and asked again: "Can you tell me in detail what is going on with this real dragon?"

"My senior brother, I saw that a real dragon appeared in the town recently, and the real dragon might be in danger, but when I saw it, I felt that the real dragon would be a blessing in disguise, and the purple energy would come from the east, fulfilling my long-cherished wish."

what……?

Isn't that a good thing?

"Isn't this a good thing? Why are fellow Taoists distressed?" Cheng Xiaochi asked whatever came to his mind.

"No, it's not. If a real dragon obtains a wish, there will be a loss if there is a gain. The aura in this world is exhausted. I can't figure out what the loss is."

He was worried just now, and now he started to worry again.Emotions are like a roller coaster, going up and down for a while, and even brought into a haunted house.

Several people chatted for a while, Yuhua said: "I don't know which sect you belong to, how could you end up here? And... I don't care that you have no trace of cultivation..."

Cheng Xiaochi shuddered, "It's like this...it's a long story!"

After a few words left and right, Cheng Xiaochi thought up his words, and he probably gave an example to several people, meaning that he came to this world very early, not directly from the body, but from the soul, so he has the realm of thought, no Traces on the flesh.

Several people suddenly realized, "So that's how it is!"

After chatting with them, Cheng Xiaochi almost regarded them as real cultivators, thinking that this world is really magical, if there were ghosts, gods, fish, vampires and so on that day, he didn't have to panic.

After chatting for a while, Cheng Xiaochi knew that they had accidentally strayed into the secret realm, and they traveled to this world because they had no spiritual power and could not step through the void.

"The void realm of this world cannot be torn apart at all, even if I return to my prime."

"I don't know what kind of cultivation was Daoyou in its heyday?"

Yuhua nodded: "Late Transformation God!"

Cheng Xiaochi is in awe!Late Transformation God!Definitely a big boss, I didn't expect him to actually meet such a big boss!

However, Cheng Xiaochi felt that it was a pity that these three in this world could not display their abilities, "Everyone, you must not be able to use spiritual power in this world. You have to learn a way to earn money to live."

I thought these few people were very down and out, after all they seemed to have nothing to do, but after asking, I found out that they would actually perform in Dongcheng, and occasionally pick up jobs and walk darts. Although they have no spiritual power, they are still proficient in sword moves.

Be willing to bow down! ┗|｀O′|┛

After chatting for a while, they said they had work to do, and they bid farewell to Cheng Xiaochi.

Cheng Xiaochi was alone in the corridor for a while, and he became a little worried. Yuhua counted that there was a real dragon in the world, and the emperor really came. It means that the calculation is accurate, so the emperor will be in danger?And save the day?And then it was a blessing in disguise! ?

But this also made him uneasy, because maybe something went wrong in the middle, and the emperor died accidentally...

It was a bit late, Gu Yun came to invite Cheng Xiaochi back to the room, Cheng Xiaochi felt that he had been sitting there for an hour.

Back in the room, he smelled a fishy smell again, this time it was particularly strong, unlike the previous few times, and he felt that he had smelled it wrong before, it was obviously bloody smell...

But soon, the smell was blown away by the cool wind coming in from the window, and it felt a bit chilly. When he slept at night, Cheng Xiaochi shrank tightly, and when he woke up, he was once again entangled with the emperor.

"Uh... Your Majesty is sorry."

Cheng Xiaochi forcibly suppressed his physical problems. The emperor didn't say anything, but just stared at Cheng Xiaochi as if he was looking at some food.

Cheng Xiaochi felt cold, so he quickly got up and fled from the guest room.

While eating breakfast, Cheng Xiaochi thought of a possibility, the real dragon does not mean the real dragon! ?It's that kind of long dragon. Could the emperor be a dragon?

He was shocked by his own thought...!

The emperor also washed up, the clouds are thick today, it seems that there is still rain coming, but they don't have much time, Gu Yun told Cheng Xiaochi the next itinerary.

"We will go to the nearby towns for a while, go around and go home."

Cheng Xiaochi had no objection, he just went out for a trip before departure and quietly took back his own set of mahjong.

It's just a pity that he has to leave so soon, after all, he just met a fellow cultivator...

He only heard about the world of self-cultivation from comics and novels, but he hadn't really seen it, so he wanted to ask more.

Wait, Cheng Xiaochi chewed slowly, and he thought of a very strange point.

Why is there no difference between the real cultivation world and the cultivation world created in the novel?Why do they call each other Dao friends, not spirit friends, not sword friends?

Why is it the stage of becoming a god, not the stage of becoming a god...or some other stage.

Think carefully and be terrified! ! !

Could it be that consciousness determines the objective existence of this world?Cheng Koike's own consciousness to construct the blueprint...?

Undecided, Quantum Mechanics, Consciousness Determines Objective Existence?

However, this kind of thinking only existed in Cheng Xiaochi's mind for 5 minutes, and he soon put it behind him. If he could really determine the objective existence with consciousness, the emperor would have died a hundred times.

Before going out, Cheng Xiaochi also specifically asked Gu Yun to protect the emperor carefully, Gu Yun looked weird, and said that he would save his life without his mother's words.

After giving instructions, Cheng Xiaochi turned his head and saw the emperor looking at him with a smile on his face. Cheng Xiaochi felt a little bit caught, and lowered his head into the carriage.

The nearby towns are not far away, but they are much smaller than the main town, so in one day, they went to three towns and surveyed four dams.

Until very late, the group decided to stay overnight. It happened that not far away, there was a little fire in the lonely forest, as if there was an inn.

"Your Majesty, you can stay overnight."

"Ah."

Cheng Xiaochi looked from the window, the inn looked small and a bit shabby, but sleeping in a bed was better than a carriage.

Soon, they got out of the carriage and entered the inn. There was almost no one in the inn, but the waiter looked quite energetic, and the proprietress was a little older, but she looked very charming.

The emperor ordered a few bowls of clear soup, some beef and side dishes, and the rice was also a small bowl. I don't know if he is not used to eating it. He didn't move his chopsticks much.

Cheng Xiaochi didn't care so much, he picked up the food quickly, and didn't even see Gu Yun's movement to stop him.

When he raised his head to pick up the food, he saw Gu Yun looking at him strangely, and the emperor couldn't help but curl his fist and cover his lips, and smiled.

Cheng Xiaochi felt bored, and Cheng Xiaochi who took another sip of hot soup finally realized something was wrong.

He thought it was because of motion sickness that he felt uncomfortable, but now the discomfort has been magnified infinitely——He was hot all over, and he felt dizzy and nauseous at first, but now his vision turned pale, as if his blood had poured into him. Lead, hard to move all over.

With this posture, have they encountered a black shop...?