Chapter 1247: The Little Man in the Black Robe
"Heh," the short and small man chuckled, "I didn't expect that the emperor of the dignified Donglin Kingdom, the Ninety-Five Emperor, turned out to be a demon cultivator!"
The emperor's hand suddenly grasped the dragon head carving on the armrest of the dragon chair under the grip. The Yin Owl's gaze shot at the two of them: "Who are you?"
"Yo, this is angry?hehe, it seems that it was said right!" the little man in the black robe smiled.
The voice...... It seems to be a child? Why does it sound a little familiar? It seems, where have you heard it? The emperor couldn't help frowning. After exploring the cultivation of the two, I was shocked!
The emperor was a sixth-order Great Spirit Master, and he could originally see through the cultivation of this son, who was only one order higher than himself. It's just that since the beginning of the Four Nations Competition, Xiao Yuchen didn't know what secret method he used to hide his cultivation. And the jade bracelet on Feng Qianyan's hand also hides cultivation.
Therefore, the emperor couldn't see through who the two of them were, and his first reaction was that the other party was at least two orders higher than himself! Although there are many secret guards around, and there are also Lingzun in the palace, the word "demon cultivation" said by the little man made the emperor jealous.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Even though his heart was already turbulent at this time, on his face, the emperor tried his best to maintain a calm and calm look, and flatly denied it.
"Hehe, don't admit it, it's okay!" the little man folded his arms, "Ten second-order great spirit masters, seven third-order great spirit masters......"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the emperor: "Enough!"
The number of people and cultivation in the mouth of the little man is exactly the situation of the secret guards distributed around the imperial study.
"That's enough?" the little man shook his head, "Of course it's not enough! Hmm, there's also a third-order Spirit Venerable!"
Rao is the king of a country, and he couldn't help but gasp! He was able to detect the existence of a third-order spirit venerable?! What kind of cultivation is this little man?!
The emperor's vigilant look could hardly be hidden, his plain and majestic face showed a slight distortion, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.
"What's the matter, scared?" the little man stretched out his hand, and a delicate little jade box appeared in the palm of his hand, and he said unhurriedly while tossing it lightly, "If you don't know, you can't do it unless you don't do it." In this world, there is no impermeable wall!"
The brocade box that jumped up and down, the emperor was very familiar with, it was used to hold the elixir refined by the national teacher!
His eyes hurriedly swept over the dragon case, only to see that the brocade box that had fallen on it when he went to cultivate was gone. The fleeting panic quickly crossed in his eyes, with a little anger, and said coldly to the kid: "Return the jade box." ”
"Give it back to you?" the little man shook the jade box in his hand, "What's the benefit?"
"I, spare you from dying. The fierce restraint of anger was mixed with fierceness.
"Heh!" the little man sneered, "Since I dare to come, I am not afraid of death! Besides, if this thing is returned to the emperor, I am afraid that we will die faster, right?"
"Then what do you want?" said the emperor.
"I don't want how. The little man said, throwing the brocade box casually and throwing it at the emperor, "This trip is to save people." It's just that I don't know if that person wants to die or live?"
The emperor didn't expect that the request would not be successful, but the little man suddenly took the initiative to throw the jade box over, grabbed it out of thin air, and put the jade box into his hand.