Zhou Hongye stared at his master blankly, and wanted to speak, but he didn't know where to start.

"Kneel down, or you leave!" Guangchengzi spoke, and it seemed that it was not an easy task to find Chu Yanqi to wipe out the slave blood contract.

Zhou Hongye looked at Guangchengzi and couldn't help but look up at Chu Yanqi. Chu Yanqi had already ordered Wuji to change into a wine glass, burn the hot wine, and ask for fresh side dishes to continue drinking.

Sang Feilong wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know where to start. Anyway, Chu Yanqi wanted to drink, and Mr. Cang was there, so they had no choice but to accompany him. After drinking a drink for about half an hour, Chi Mo was still a little angry when he looked at Chu Yanqi, afraid that he would get drunk, so he persuaded Wuji to give up.

Mr. Cang winked at Wuji and signaled Wuji to support Chu Yanqi back to the room first.

Wuji naturally understood and helped Chi Mo to help Chu Yanqi, who was drunk, go back to the room to rest.

Then Mr. Cang walked up to Guangchengzi, squatted down, and sighed with him, "You are going to come to see him, why bother to send someone a post?"

Guang Chengzi's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say. He knew that Chu Yanqi was drinking in Qiyue Tower, so he asked Zhou Hongye to send a post. This is the East Wilderness, not the Fusang Secret Realm. Not to mention Chu Yanqi, even the lord of Cangwu City Sang Changfeng would give him some face and would definitely not refuse to see him.

However, he really never thought that Zhou Hongye would put spiritual patterns on the posts cleverly, angering Chu Yanqi and forcing him to show up.

If Chu Yanqi was not angry today and had made an appointment with him, then the bells would not be messed up, and he would not appear in Qiyue Tower.

"Make a post and let him go over to see you? Let's put a picture of your seventh-level Heavenly Cultivator in the Infant Spirit Stage?" Mr. Cang smiled sarcastically. "Is that right?"

"Yes!" Guang Chengzi nodded honestly. He had a cultivation level of 70% of the Infant Spirit Stage. He was considered to be the top level of the Infant Spirit Stage. In the entire Eastern Wilderness, it was enough for him to show off his skills.

"Okay, you want to make a spell. I understand, but you also have to look at the object of the spell?" Mr. Cang really couldn't understand his thinking and asked, "You don't know - at least so far. He has the power to seize life and death for you, so are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Guangchengzi didn't know what to say.

"You can just show off your character. You still have a spiritual pattern on the post. Are you looking for death?" Mr. Cang couldn't stand it and sneered, "Even if you have been following him for a short time, as a qualified slave, you will still think about your master's likes and dislikes, otherwise you deserve it."

"That spiritual pattern. I didn't do it." Guangchengzi took a deep breath, looked up at Mr. Cang and asked, "Who are you?" He was sure of the breath revealed from Mr. Cang. This man was at least a master in the Infant Spirit Stage, and his cultivation level was not inferior to him.

"My surname is Cang." Mr. Cang sneered, "Congratulations, I have accepted a treacherous apprentice." As he said, he stood up and said, "What am I going to tell you? The seal of the Fusang Secret Realm has been broken. Her Majesty the Queen can come to Donghuang to visit him at any time, you can do it yourself."

As he said that, he looked at Guangchengzi and suddenly felt that this person was really pitiful. He probably had been locked up by Alice for a long time and his head was a little bad. He immediately said, "Don't kneel here, think about it yourself, but I advise you that it is better not to turn against the Queen of Fusang if you are not in the realm of a great success king. Humph!"

There is another saying that Mr. Cang didn't say, even if you reach the realm of a great success, it's best not to turn against Mr. Chu. The few slaves around him have too high cultivation.

Not to mention Xiaonu, Longnu and others, they were the one who came out with Chu Yanqi. Chu Yanqi still disliked him in all kinds of ways, but his cultivation is really high and unfathomable.

Seeing Sang Feilong and others still there, Mr. Cang said again: "What are you all doing here? Watch the fun?"

Sang Feilong originally wanted to ask what was going on? Why did Chu Yanqi say that a great cultivator with the infancy spirit stage who was on the photogenic stage kneeled on the ground, waiting for him to drink slowly. After he finished drinking, he went back to the room to sleep without saying a word, and left Guangchengzi.

But now, seeing Mr. Cang seemingly angry, he was busy showing off his salute, and then quickly retreated with Sang Haoran and others.

Guangchengzi and the others could not afford to offend Mr. Cang and the others could not afford to offend him even more.

Wuji directly supported Chu Yanqi, moved back to the room, then helped him sit down on the chair, and sighed, "Can you drink less?"

"I feel a little hurt on my head. What kind of wine is that? Why is it so powerful?" Chu Yanqi asked with a frown on his head.

"That's Qiyuelou's signature wine." Wuji didn't know what he wanted to say, so he immediately said, "It's the Mixian wine brewed with Mixian Fruit, which is specially sold to immortal cultivators."

"Oh...didn't you say it earlier..." Chu Yanqi leaned on the chair, feeling her whole body was soft and a little stuffy, so she reached out to start pulling her clothes.

Chi Mo followed him in, helped him take off his robe outside, and said, "Your Majesty, let's sleep for a while, don't move around, it will be bad if you get drunk."

"Why are you still following me..." Chu Yanqi looked at Chi Mo and helped him lie on the bed, frowned and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I have no place to go." Chi Mo knew that he had drunk a little, so he didn't care. He helped him lie down. Wuji came over. He reached out to borrow it, applied cold water with a towel, and wiped his face.

Wuji knew that he wanted to use his spiritual power to help Chu Yanqi dispel the smell of alcohol, so he immediately reached out and pressed it on his hand, and said in a voice transmission: "Forget it, let him sleep for a while."

Chi Mo thought about it, looked at Chu Yanqi, nodded immediately, watched him sleep with his eyes closed, and then stopped acting.

Guangchengzi held the wall on one side and slowly stood up from the ground. Zhou Hongye wanted to help him, but he refused.

"You go!" Guangchengzi looked at Zhou Hongye and said coldly.

"Master...Master..." Zhou Hongye stammered, "Where did you ask me to go?"

"Go wherever you like." Guangchengzi said coldly without expression, "For the sake of your master and apprentice, I won't kill you."

"Master, do you want me anymore?" Zhou Hongye asked anxiously. In Qingyun Mountain, these disciples who were originally Guangchengzi were not doing well. Other tributaries were supported by their masters, and only they were, and no one was in charge of anything.

Moreover, since their original Guangchengzi people were not as good as the ancestors of the Infant Spirit Stage, they were just dying in Qingyun Mountain for many years.

So, this time, when he heard that Guangchengzi was still in the upper level of the Infant Spirit Stage, Zhou Hongye and others immediately became proud, thinking that after waiting for so many years, they finally had the opportunity.

The attitude of the head sect's real person towards them changed in an instant. He rewarded them with some spirit stone elixirs and asked them to welcome Guangchengzi to Qingyun Mountain. In Qingyun Mountain, the head sect's real person had already set aside the territory. After Guangchengzi returned, he would practice the palace and cave for him to practice.

When Zhou Hongye came to Yunmeng City, he was really happy. He had been very happy all these days. He felt that he was always walking with the wind, and he always held his head up and his chest whenever he saw him.

He didn't even take those little disciples of the Sang family into consideration. What was Chu Yanqi? He was just a useless person who married into the Sang family. Did the master look at him differently?

"Why did you set up spiritual patterns on that post?" Guangchengzi asked.

"I..." Zhou Hongye didn't know how to explain, so he wanted to see Chu Yanqi make a fool of himself in public. He was such an ordinary person who could not and was not worthy of letting his master look at him differently, so he was very dissatisfied.

"I want to see him make a fool of himself?" asked Guangchengzi, "Is that true?"

"Yes..." Zhou Hongye replied, thinking for a while, and then said again, "Master, that man Chu Yanqi is too presumptuous. What is he? Even if he is the young master of the Sang family, he cannot treat you like this. Why do you..."

Guangchengzi raised his hand and slapped Zhou Hongye in the face. Then, he turned around and left. The young master of the Sang family was indeed not qualified to treat him like this. However, Chu Yanqi was his master, not as simple as the young master of the Sang family.

Has the seal of the Fusang Secret Realm actually touched? Can Alice come out? That means that he will never be able to return to his body of freedom.

There was indeed a little chance, but this opportunity was destroyed by his damn disciple Zhou Hongye. If he had known this, he would not have accepted disciples back then.

Thinking of this, Guang Chengzi was also talking, got up, moved out, and went straight to Chu Yanqi's room.

Wuji wrapped up the Yueying Building in Qiyue Tower. Yueying Building was built by the water. On the night of the full moon, the bright moon in the sky and the moon shadow in the water shine together, and the scenery was extremely beautiful.

Mr. Cang's room was opposite Chu Yanqi, and there was a flower hall in the middle, which was placed in various flowers. Now, Mr. Cang is leaning against a chair inside the flower hall.

Wuji cooked new tea and carefully gave it to him: "Old ancestor, drink some tea and wake up."

Mr. Cang reached out to take it and suddenly sighed softly.

"What's wrong with the ancestor?" Wuji asked hurriedly.

"When I was in the Ten Directions Ghost Realm, although I was a prisoner at the ranks, I had to be much simpler. However, when I arrived in the Eastern Wilderness, I had to be annoyed with some things." Mr. Cang said with emotion, "Have your master gone to bed?"

"Yeah!" Wu Ji nodded and said, "I have drunk a little. I didn't use my spiritual power to dispel the alcohol and let him sleep for a while. Is the ancestor worried about Guangchengzi's affairs?"

"Can I not worry?" Mr. Cang shook his head, "I really don't understand why he accepted such a stupid apprentice?"
Chapter completed!