The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Chapter 195 I don’t know

Meng Chun leaned in her arms with a smile on his face, gazing at the bright moonlight, and whispered, "The moonlight is like a wash, the spiritual mist is like the sea, the most beautiful thing is nothing more than this."

Emperor Qi followed his gaze and saw the cold moonlight echoing with the spiritual mist halfway up the mountain, giving it a sense of Zen-like tranquility.

However, the bright moonlight cannot compare to the beauty of the beloved in my arms.

Although she doesn't have a stunning appearance or a charming figure, it's just because she likes Meng Chun and she loves Meng Chun.

That's why she feels that everything in this world is just a decoration for her beloved. Without him, the brilliance of the world will be dimmed.

After a long time, they left the place and returned to the ground.

The others had already returned to the tent to rest. Feng Qian and Chang Jing, who were on night watch, were fiddling with the fire out of boredom.

When Feng Qian saw the two people coming back, he stood up and saluted immediately.

"Master, my Lord."

"Senior." Chang Jing also saluted Emperor Xu.

Meng Chun is younger than him and not as strong, so he naturally doesn't need to salute him.

Emperor Xuan looked at the two of them, nodded slightly, and took Meng Chun to sit next to the fire, handing Meng Chun a spiritual fruit.

Feng Qian took out some fresh animal meat and started roasting it. Chang Jing was shocked when he saw the spiritual fruit that Meng Chun was eating.

Top-grade Xuanyu Fruit? !

Doesn't this spiritual fruit have a vine that grows once every hundred years and a fruit that grows once every thousand years?!

Isn't this kind of natural treasure extremely rare?!

Chang Jing shifted his gaze to Di Qi, secretly wondering about this man's origins.

But no matter how hard he thought about it, he would never have imagined that the woman in front of him with a cold temperament and decisiveness in killing was the young master he had been looking for.

Dizaka had noticed his gaze for a long time and thought he would look away after just one glance, but the boy kept looking at her.

She felt a little unhappy in her heart, frowned slightly, looked up at Chang Jing, and said indifferently: "What are you looking at?"

Chang Jing was stunned. He didn't expect that he was so immersed in his thoughts! He quickly turned his eyes away and explained, "No, I didn't see anything."

He coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

Meng Chun looked at him doubtfully, and when he saw that everything was fine, he handed the fruit core in his hand to Di Qie.

Chang Jing caught a glimpse of his movements out of the corner of his eye, and with an idea in mind, he opened his mouth to ask for the fruit core, but the next moment it was taken away by Di Zha.

Afraid of being discovered again, he had no choice but to lower his head and fiddle with the flint in front of him with a look of loss.

"Are you going back to the Biluo God Clan now?"

He suddenly heard what Dizha said, looked up and asked, "Senior, is there anything you need our help with?"

Di Qi wiped Meng Chun's hand that was stained with juice and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I just have an old friend who is also a member of the Biluo God Clan."

Chang Jing thought she was going to say something else, but she ended up saying this.

He asked, "Senior, are you acquainted with my people?"

Teizaka: “Yeah.”

"Then I wonder who the old friend you mentioned is? Perhaps I know him."

Chang Jing appears to be well-intentioned, but he doesn't really think that way.

When Emperor Taizong heard his words, he chuckled and said, "You don't know him, but you will know him when you return to your clan."

Her tone was calm, but Chang Jing heard more than just what she said.

Rather, she had a grudge against someone in her family, but she didn't want to reveal her intentions too early.

That's why I say this to confuse myself. Yes! That must be the case!

Chang Jing, who thought he had guessed the other party's intentions, suddenly forgot all the kindness she had shown him.

Even his vigilance against Dizaka and his companions instantly reached its maximum!

He said cautiously, "I forgot to answer your question just now. Since we are out here to gain experience, we naturally cannot return empty-handed."

Emperor Qian raised his eyes and said indifferently: "So?"

"So we won't be going back anytime soon." Chang Jing continued with a determined look in his eyes, "Besides, this is already the outskirts of the Valley of Despair. We'll have to go somewhere else for training after daybreak."

"is it?"

"Yes, so I have no choice but to say goodbye to you tomorrow."

Chang Jing looked at the other person's calm and indifferent eyes, and felt a chill down his spine, so he decisively decided to run away.

He stood up, bowed to the emperor, and said, "It's already late at night. I'm going to rest first."

After he finished speaking, he immediately walked towards the tent without waiting for Emperor Zhao to speak.

Looking at his tense back, Meng Chun chuckled, "Senior, look at how scared you made me."

Emperor Yan simply said honestly, "I didn't lie. As a junior, he has never met or known me, the Young Master."

"Yes, yes, senior is tens of thousands of years older than me." Meng Chun tried to suppress the smile on his face and teased.

Emperor Zhao was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly and said no more.

Just looking at Meng Chun's forced smile, he felt helpless and thought that he was indeed too old.

Just at this time, Feng Qian handed the roasted meat to the two of them.

"Master, when will we go back?"

"It will be tomorrow."

Dizha took the barbecue from his hand and placed it in front of Meng Chun.

After a night passed and the day was just getting light, Chang Jing and his men immediately proposed to leave.

Emperor Zhao didn't want to bother with them, so Chang Jing immediately took a few people away.

After they left, Emperor Qi took out the map drawn by the system and headed towards the base of the Biluo God Clan.

The clouds in the sky were changing, and not far from a huge stone tablet, many people were fighting.

There were constant sounds of cheers and applause all around, and some people sat lazily on high places, looking at the arena below with disgust.

"These people are really getting worse with each generation." said a tough-looking man.

A feminine-looking man beside him said, "The era when all kinds of geniuses competed for supremacy is long gone.

Although they may not be as good as we were back then, they are still good seedlings of this batch."

He said in a scolding tone, "You are too picky. A top-grade spiritual root is enough."

"Hmph, you're quite careless." The man said in a bad tone, even with a hint of disdain, "Now such a mere top-grade item is enough to catch your eye. No wonder you haven't made any progress after so many years."

"Fang Tian! What do you mean?!" the feminine-looking man said angrily.

Fang Tian just glanced at him with disdain, "What can I mean? Of course it means literally.

If you hadn't been the first to lose to that person, how could such a frustrating thing have happened later?!"

The feminine man's face flushed red, and just as he was about to retort, he suddenly felt a powerful energy wave spreading from afar.

Fang Tian blocked the energy fluctuations and stared at the source of the power.

So familiar!

Such a familiar aura of power brought back memories of when he was being beaten by that man.

The feminine man next to him was about to speak when he suddenly heard someone shouting.

"Look! The name number one on the Tianji Stele is actually lit up!!!"