Chi Mo looked at Chu Yanqi and then said, "When I combed my master's hair that day, I collected the hair that the master had taken off."

After hearing what Chi Mo said, Sang Changfeng felt relieved. Fortunately, it was just made of hair, and it was not considered a pervert.

"If the master is safe and sound, the soul fire should be brilliant and bright." Chi Mo explained in a low voice, "The situation is much better now than before. I saw that for a while, the master's soul fire was very weak and swaying, and there was a possibility of extinguishing at any time. Therefore, I and Guangchengzi rushed back quickly."

Chu Yanqi understood that during those days, it was when Luo Yulou locked him in the dungeon, which led to his weak soul fire.

Chi Mo didn't even tell Chu Yanqi that although Guang Chengzi was a great cultivator in the Infant Spirit Stage, he still couldn't stand up for a long flight and could not cross the endless sea. Therefore, Chi Mo didn't bring it back in the beast bag.

What's even more outrageous is that Chi Mo is still a road ill. He walked a fork in the road several times and had to release Guang Chengzi out to ask.

"What are you doing for refining this thing?" Chu Yanqi asked.

"If the master is in danger, I will know at any time." Chi Mo explained.

"Sir, is a demon cultivator?" Sang Changfeng asked. When he and Chi Mo fought, Chi Mo pretended very well. He didn't find anything wrong. He even sighed that he had finally broken through the realm of the Holy Infant King and entered the Great Completed King. Unexpectedly, he encountered a pervert as soon as he came out of seclusion.

Unexpectedly, this pervert is still a magic cultivator.

"Yes!" Chi Mo did not deny that Sang Chengfeng had a very high cultivation level, and it was not easy to hide it from him.

"Why did those people catch Yanqi because of their sir?" Sang Changfeng asked. "With Yanqi's cultivation, it is not easy to catch so many young masters and forcefully leave a slave blood contract on them."

"That was not what I did." Chi Mo shook his head apart. He never despised doing these sneaky things.

"That was done by someone else." Chu Yanqi suddenly discovered that at this time, why did Thirteen and Fat Taoist disappear? Theoretically, now that the heads of various sects and sect leaders have retreated, they should have appeared?

"Where is Wuji. Where is Shisan and Fat Taoist?" Chu Yanqi asked, "The Master Yuxu is here, why can't the Fat Taoist come?"

True Man Yuxu is the master of Fat Taoist. He knew very well that True Man Yuxu was invited by Mr. Cang, and it may be because he had some friendship with Fat Taoist that he helped him.

But no matter what, Chu Yanqi was still very grateful, but the problem was that Master Yuxu had been here for a long time. Why did the Fat Taoist disappear?

"The two of them have something to do, and they don't know what to do when they go out." Sang Feilong said hurriedly.

"Oh?" Chu Yanqi agreed without comment. However, he was suspicious. These two people would not go out to cause trouble for those sects, right? The sect leader and the others dared not provoke those sects, but they would find the trouble for their disciples.

"Guangchengzi." Chu Yanqi shouted, "You go out and see what Thirteen and others have done. If they are going to find trouble for some sects, you can take care of them."

"Yes!" Guang Chengzi agreed immediately, turned around and walked outside. He felt aggrieved, after all, he was still in the infancy stage of photography.

People say that beating a dog depends on the owner, so do you also need to beating a slave? Since those people don’t think about their past friendship, don’t blame him for being rude.

"Isn't there any regulations? Can't cultivators above the Infant Spirit Stage take action at will?" Sang Changfeng asked.

"Aren't you taking action today?" Mr. Cang asked back.

"They are all cultivation levels above the Infant Spirit Stage." Sang Changfeng frowned slightly. He took action because they were both sect leaders or real people in the heads of the sect, and Chu Yanqi now asked Guangchengzi to run to find trouble for some sect disciples.

"According to the regulations, they cannot attack Master Chu. As a result, they not only take action, but also join forces to suppress him." Mr. Cang sneered, "If you don't come again, Master Chu will be sentenced to the extreme and seek revenge from their disciples. Do you think it's too much?"

"I never think it's too much." Sang Changfeng smiled, "It's so best, I'm really worried that I can't find the opportunity to cause trouble for them."

"Yes, you are a king of great success. If you don't have this, you really can't find a chance to take action?" Mr. Cang said with a smile.

"Hey" Chu Yanqi suddenly stood up, walked to the door, and shouted at Guangchengzi's back, "I can't beat you and remember to run away, don't be stupid!"

Guangchengzi was so amused that he was amused because it was not the first time Chu Yanqi cared for such words. He immediately hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, master."

I think his prestigious in the Infant Spirit Stage can't run away without fighting?

But as Chu Yanqi ordered, as long as you encounter someone with higher cultivation than you, you can immediately spread your feet and run away. You don’t need to practice any other secret skills, but you must practice the kung fu to escape.

Anyway, if you meet someone with higher cultivation than you, and you still take action and don’t know how to run away, you must be a fool. When he comes back, he will be the master, and he will greet all your eighteen generations of ancestors.

In fact, Chu Yanqi, the master, is famous for protecting his shortcomings. He really doesn't want them to go out and fight for him.

Guangchengzi didn't know much about his thoughts, and he even vaguely felt that Chu Yanqi opposed them to rob him, not because he was afraid of offending the major sects in the East Wilderness, but because he was worried that they would accidentally kick the iron plate and lose their lives.

Therefore, he would rather pay to support them than slaves go out and rob them easily.

Waiting for Guangchengzi to leave, Chu Yanqi walked back again, sat on the chair, and when he leaned against the back of the chair, he touched the scars. He frowned slightly in pain and asked, "Chi Mo"

"Here, Your Majesty!" Chi Mo agreed honestly.

"I have told you many times, don't call me Your Majesty." Chu Yanqi said, "I am not the supreme emperor and cannot be called this title."

"It would be okay if my son wants to be the emperor of any country." Sang Changfeng said.

Mr. Cang coughed gently, what nonsense? Could it be that Chu Yanqi was interested in the throne of the Cangyu Dynasty, and could he want to rob it?

Chu Yanqi just smiled and said, "City Lord, I have no interest in being an emperor. It is not easy to support those who have many people."

"Uh?" Sang Changfeng asked in a daze, "Aren't those people supporting them?"

"As an emperor, it is necessary for the people to be able to live and work in peace and contentment, so that they can talk about other things and support me?" Chu Yanqi shook his head. He could support himself, so why bother to find others to support me?

"It's a problem if there are too many slaves." Chu Yanqi said, "especially some uneasy slaves."

Chi Mo lowered his head and said nothing. It was obvious that he was the unconscious slave.

"Chi Mo, do you know the soul-locking needle?" Chu Yanqi asked.

"I..." Chi Mo stopped talking, and he wanted to find a place to sit and stare blankly.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yanqi asked. He was desperate. Even Sang Changfeng was at a loss at the soul-locking needle. Could it be that he let the soul-locking needle seal his sea of ​​consciousness? The question is that he still can't control whether this damn soul-locking needle will devour others' anger.

The enemy is fine, but what if it is your own person? For example, Wuji, Shisan, Jiuhou and others, they all have a good relationship with him and sit together to talk about something. If you can't control it, wouldn't there be endless troubles?

"Report to Your Majesty, I know how to lock the soul needle." Chi Mo suddenly knelt down on the ground and said honestly.

"Oh?" Chu Yanqi was overjoyed when he heard this and shouted, "Since you know how to lock the soul needle, I think there is a way to help me get it out, right?"

"Yes!" Chi Mo agreed. He naturally had a way to take it out. This was just a slight effort. The reason why Sang Changfeng didn't dare to do it was because he didn't understand.

They are spiritual practitioners, and he is spiritual practitioners. The soul-locking needle is a magic weapon specifically targeting spiritual practitioners. How can he not know?

"Take it out quickly!" Chu Yanqi said, "Do you want to watch me and be blocked from the sea of ​​consciousness?"

"Your Majesty..." Chi Mo wanted to speak but stopped.

"Hey, don't you be so mother-in-law, okay?" Chu Yanqi was really anxious. This damn soul-locking needle was tortured to death, but he had no way to do it yet.

"Please move your Majesty and let's go to the room to talk, how about it?" Chi Mo said.

"Okay!" Chu Yanqi didn't care, so he stood up immediately, got up and walked towards the room.

"Tsk, do you think I want to steal the sect? I don't care." Sang Changfeng shook his head and said.

"The city lord misunderstood!" Mr. Cang shook his head, "He is not such a person. He is hesitant and does not want to say it, just because he is afraid there is something else."

After he said this, Sang Changfeng suddenly became worried and was busy following him.

"His cultivation is not inferior to you. If you want to eavesdrop, you are afraid that you can't hide it from him." Mr. Cang said, "Forget it, he shouldn't hurt the son. But I really can't understand what you are thinking?"

"What do I think?" Sang Changfeng felt that he was confused again. He probably had been closed for a long time. After practicing for a long time, his mind became a little unsatisfied.

"Mr. Chu is really your son?" asked Mr. Cang.

"I am the lord of Cangwu City, and I can't recognize my son indiscriminately." Sang Changfeng said, "Besides, I am rich in Cangwu, and I have to recognize my son indiscriminately?"

"It's hard to say!" Mr. Cang smiled, "Everyone knows that your Sang family has too much money and people are stupid. You may be stupid too. You like to recognize your son randomly if you have nothing to do."

Sang Changfeng was stunned and asked, "Who said that the Sang family is so rich that people are stupid? I'm going to beat him up so hard that he doesn't recognize him. Lao Lang, we are familiar with each other, so you can't talk nonsense."

"We have been in love for thousands of years. I don't know when you got married and had children, so I have to doubt it." Mr. Cang said.
Chapter completed!