"It's here, Brother Xuan. ”

Standing under the huge plaque, Qin Xuan looked up and found that the three big characters 'Kunlun Dong' were written on it in the words unique to the Demon Painter.

After looking at the torii again, I saw that it was like a door, open in a huge barrier.

If you look down from the sky, the entire ancient town of Kunlun is shrouded in a fog, only four corners of the south, south, west, and northwest, and a memorial arch is opened as the entrance and exit of the enchantment.

And this entrance and exit was like a door, Qin Xuan could see that the sun was shining inside, there was no feeling of being shrouded in thick fog, and people came and went, and it was very lively.

"This is the ancient town of Kunlun?"

Qin Xuan asked curiously, and Shi Qingmeng said, "Yes, this is my hometown, Kunlun Ancient Town." ”

"Alright, stop standing outside, come in quickly. ”

Shi Qingmeng is a native of Kunlun, I saw her walk forward, but found that the door was not open, so she looked inside and looked at the baby, but found that the two big men guarding the door were leaning on the pillars of the archway, one left and one right, dozing off symmetrically.

These two people are very burly, they are bare-chested, the explosive muscles, from the chest to the back, Qin Xuan, who is looking straight at it, has wide eyes, and his face is incredible.

Anyway, aren't all demon painters polite, and there are such horizontal practitioners?

"Taihang Wangwu, you two fools, go to work now, doze off here for me!!"

However, without waiting for Qin Xuan to ask, Shi Qingmeng scolded angrily.

"Ahh

"Who, who's shouting?"

Two big men and one spirit, like a mouse seeing a cat, trembled violently and jumped up.

The alert looking around, as if he would jump out if he found something, was really funny.

"It turned out to be a light dream. ”

"I was shocked, I thought it was Xiaoman. ”

"Don't think that only Xiaoman will make a small report," Shi Qingmeng hugged his hand: "I'm not happy, I'll still go to Grandma!"

"Don't, don't. ”

"No, we just slept late last night and took a nap, as for it?!"

"Then don't open the door quickly, I have an important guest here, people have been waiting for a long time, be careful that I beat you!"

An important guest?

When the two heard Shi Qingmeng say this, they immediately set their eyes on Qin Xuan behind her.

I saw that this was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt, dressed like a person in the world of demon painters.

"This is ... ”

"Big shots?"

"How big?"

"It doesn't look like much. ”

Listening to the two singing and harmonizing, Shi Qingmeng's fingers of her hand jumped slightly, she was a little angry, so she went up and punched.

"Whew!"

"Oh!"

The two burly men knelt on their knees, bowed their stomachs, and Qin Xuan felt funny about their pitiful appearance: "As for it?"

"These two guys are too embarrassing for us Kunlun. ”

Shi Qingmeng said: "This is the emperor, do you know the emperor, the future emperor wins, and I am the co-master of the demon master!"

"The legendary savior?"

"The one that has been reporting on solo riding lately?"

At this moment, not only Taihang and Wangwu, but even the residents who were closer to the entrance of the memorial arch in the town looked at this side.

"Who did they just say?"

"Emperor?"

"The emperor is the emperor, the heir of the winning emperor?"

"Oh my God, is it really fake?

"Quick, let's take a look, let's go see. ”

Soon, a large number of people surrounded her, Shi Qingmeng was a little embarrassed, she looked at Qin Xuan behind her, who smiled indifferently and said it didn't matter.

To be honest, this was the first time Qin Xuan had been recognized, and it was recognized by so many people at one time.

Other times, wherever he goes, he is like a little transparent, like now, three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounded by so many demon painters, and the excited eyes are not watching the play, but really looking forward to him as a celebrity.

"So young. ”

"It looks very mild. ”

"This is the next generation of Emperor Win, I feel like a good person, I will become a good emperor, right?"

“。。。。。。 ”

The residents of the town did not have malicious intentions, and their words were not point-in-hand and point-in-cheek, but they were really talking about Qin Xuan's affairs and expressing their opinions on the next generation of Emperor Win.

It's just that this also makes Qin Xuan quite strange.

Because as far as Qin Xuan knew, there had been at least six thousand years of the human demon painter who had not won the emperor, why did the people here in Kunlun Ancient Town still attach so much importance to it, and even faintly excited?

You must know that in other distributions, even if it is Buddha City, Bao Jiaxian has special respect for Qin Xuan.

Others, calling him an emperor is to look up to him, and ignoring it is the mainstream.

"Alright, alright everybody, let's go. ”

Shi Qingmeng blocked in front of Qin Xuan, and then waved her hands, she didn't use any force, after all, all the people here were the old folks who watched her grow up since childhood: "The emperor comes to us, he will live for a while, on the premise of not disturbing the emperor, you can visit, as long as the emperor is willing." ”

"Anyway, there is time, don't worry. ”

As soon as Shi Qingmeng's words fell, the residents became excited.

"Do you hear, the emperor wants to live with us. ”

"Glory to the ancestors, glory to the ancestors!"

"Where will he live?"

"Live with me, my family is an inn. ”

"Don't mention your inn, what kind of identity is the emperor, with his identity, the inn will not live at all if it is less than nine stars, and the food must be cooked by the chef of Chinatown, there are no hundreds of beautiful women like clouds around him, how dare you let him live!"

"Yes, is that so?"

The one who opened the inn lowered his head in frustration, but the next moment, he stared at Qin Xuan with blazing eyes: "Emperor, it's so powerful!"

“。。。。。。 ”

Qin Xuan was a little stunned, saying that he had heard the words just now, and he had heard them all.

What the hell is that nine-star inn?

The chef of Chinatown, Sister Rabbit can barely be counted, but hundreds of beautiful women like clouds, does he usually live such a chic life in the wine pond and meat forest?

"That... ”

Qin Xuan patted Shi Qingmeng's shoulder from behind and asked, "You Kunlun, are the specifications so high?"

"Small place, let's just take a moment. ”

Shi Qingmeng also seemed to think that what that person said was right, Qin Xuan should live such a life.

But the problem is that their Kunlun Ancient Town is not so high-end!

"Well, it's fine, I don't mind. ”

However, Shi Qingmeng's expression was a little bitter, and she said, "I'm sorry for you." ”

What the?

Qin Xuan was puzzled, what was the dilemma?

Isn't it difficult to live without this?

"The others are a little hard, but the words of the beautiful ... ”

Shi Qingmeng gave Qin Xuan a look and smiled: "I think my posture is okay." ”