"You girl dare to insult me?" The man was obviously angry, his voice rising octave.

Cao Wan'er then reacted, "Oh, it turns out that your name is me. Sorry, I didn't expect that there would be such a strange name in the cultivation world."

Luo Gan held his forehead with one hand and smiled speechlessly: "I am a title. It is a synonym for those emperors when monks had not yet appeared in ancient times. It is not a name. I said, can't you read more books in normal times?"

Cao Wan'er's face cleared, "Who said I don't usually study? It's just that we are monks, and I only read all kinds of magic tricks."

"Stop lying." Mu Wen mocked, "Also study? I have been in the classics room for so many years, and I can count the time I see you at all."

"I won't go to your level. Besides, why do you pay attention to me every day, but what do you think of me?" After saying that, Cao Wan'er glanced at Mu Wen with contempt.

"I have a yarn about your washboard." Mu Wen was anxious, "I just wanted to prove that I am better than you, of course I have to pay attention to your movements at any time."

Cao Wan'er didn't know if she heard it, so she smiled, "Ha, pervert."

"I'm not a pervert, you..." Mu Wen felt that if this continues, he would definitely be misunderstood. Now he feels that the elder brother and the elder sister Hao Lei look at him in the wrong way.

"The topic you are talking about seems interesting, but as a guest, Isn't it rude to ignore the master on his territory?" the man said with anger beside him.

At the same time, the man picked up the bun and walked to everyone through the thick fog. At this time, everyone had time to look at the person who was most likely the real mastermind in front of him.

I have to say that although this man is not a handsome and handsome type, he has a full heaven, a square pavilion, a lip like a knife, and a nose like a clay sculpture, and a powerful look without anger. He is very imposing.

His figure is very tall, about seven feet long, and now most people are in the cultivation world below six feet. He is wearing a bright yellow robe. If Luo Gan remembers correctly, in ancient books, this robe seems to be called a dragon robe, but depending on the country, each dragon robe looks different. But they all have one thing in common, that is, the legendary creature, dragon, is embroidered on it.

As I said before, no one has seen a creature like a dragon, just like a phoenix, and there has been controversy as to whether it exists. The two five-clawed golden dragons on the man's cuffs are quite vivid, making people feel that "it turns out that the dragon looks like this."

The cuffs are dragons, and the body is a monster that Luo Gan doesn't recognize. It is said that each kingdom has its own different totems, and they will tattoo the totem on their dragon robe. However, it has been too long, and it is unknown whether that kind of monster still exists now. The shoulders and back are sun, moon, stars, which means carrying the sun, moon, and carrying the stars.

Such a delicate dragon robe was worn on the man, which naturally gave everyone an invisible sense of oppression.

"I think you should be the culprit of these corpses." Luo Gan said, pointing to the high platform in the depths of the thick fog.

The man's expression remained unchanged and said lightly: "These creatures destroy our country and kill our people. No matter how many deaths are, they will not be enough to offset their sins."

"You are too much. It's natural for monsters to provoke you and kill them, but don't you feel cruel to kill some cubs who have no power to fight back?" Cao Wan'er couldn't help but question.

"Cruel? Haha" the man laughed disdainfully, "Then aren't they cruel when they massacred my people? I just used his own way to govern him. You monks don't kill these monsters that threaten human survival, but instead ask me, "It's true that the false benevolence, righteousness and hypocrisy are extremely hypocritical."

"I think you should be the king of this place 20,000 years ago, right?" By this time, Luo Gan couldn't guess who he was, but he was really a fool.

"That's right, I am the emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, Zhao Xuan. It's been 20,000 years, and it's understandable that you don't know my name."

"Impossible, since you are the emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, shouldn't you have died under the iron hoof of the green horse? Moreover, even if you don't die, how could you live for 20,000 years if you are not a monk?" Mu Wen shouted in disbelief.

"There are always some ways you can't think of for a pride like me." Zhao Xuan seemed unwilling to talk about this topic and casually passed it over easily.

Seeing that there was a hidden inside, but Zhao Xuan didn't say anything, everyone could do anything. Luo Gan had to continue asking, "We know the harm caused by the Qingjing Horse to your country, and we can understand your hatred. But you have killed so many monks, I think you need to give us a reasonable explanation."

"Hahahahaha" Zhao Xuan suddenly laughed to the sky, "Explanation? As the king of a country, when should I explain to others when I do things. You monks are always so arrogant that they can easily arouse my murderous intention. Do you think that the identity of monks in this world is naturally superior to others? But sorry, there are no monks in my era. If you want to show off your power in front of me, it seems that you have found the wrong person."

"We don't mean this way." Luo Gan said calmly, "Monks and mortals have always been complementary. I don't think monks can be born from mortals. We accept their respect and they seek protection from us. This is just a very ordinary equivalent exchange. Moreover, under the limitation of the power of cause and effect, we cannot attack mortals."

"You little guy's idea is quite special." Zhao Xuan glanced at Luo Gan, "If the guys before had your idea, I would have saved their lives."

"Sure enough, you killed all the monks before." Cao Wan'er immediately took an attacking attitude when she heard Zhao Xuan's words.

"Why, this is not the time when you monks have the power of life and death for us mortals? Cultivators are also humans, and they will die if they are humans. You don't care about the life and death of mortals in a country. If you die a few similar people, you will become so excited. It's indeed some selfish guys." Zhao Xuan's tone was full of mockery.

Everyone was very excited when they heard Zhao Xuan's words, but Luo Gan heard something different, "From what you mean, there were monks in your country twenty thousand years ago?"

"Do you think monks all jump out of stones? Suddenly one day, people in this world will practice?" Zhao Xuan asked as expected.

"If you don't mind, can we hear your story?"

Zhao Xuan looked at Luo Gan for a few seconds and suddenly laughed, "Okay, I'm idle anyway."
Chapter completed!