Seeing the old man who was overturned to the ground, the two beautiful women who ran out of the house suddenly screamed.

"Ah!!! the emperor! Your Majesty, what's wrong with you, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, wake up, are you okay?"

Zhao Qiankun stood aside, his expression was: OvO???

[Your Majesty, which emperor? Could it be that this old man is the third lord of our mansion?

After nearly a year in the Night King's Mansion, Zhao Qiankun also knew that the white-haired young man who raised moths was one of the three lords of the Night King's Mansion. Counting the young mansion master, he had already seen two of the three, but he had never seen the third mansion master, but he didn't expect to meet in such a situation today.

[Didn't you say that the women in the palace belonged to the emperor? Then why did he even peek? This guy has a sick brain, right?]

Just as Zhao Qiankun was thinking this, Ning Wudao's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Master?"

At the same time that he was looking for Ning Wudao, Ning Wudao was also looking for him. The wicks are inducted into each other, and it is not difficult to find them.

However, at this time, Ning Wudao's attention was not on Zhao Qiankun's body, but came to the old man's side: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

[Master?Is this old man the master of Bajie!?] Zhao Qiankun was taken aback, this guy is so obscene, and he still has a pit in his brain, he won't teach Ning Wudao badly, right?

As if hearing Ning Wudao's call, the old man slowly opened his eyes: "Ah~ Wudao, it seems that my life will not be long for Shi, and I actually saw your phantom." ”

"It's not a phantom, it's really me. ”

"Huh?" The old man stretched out his hand and touched Ning Wudao, and was immediately overjoyed, "Oh, my good boy! I thought you had forgotten about me, a bad old man, because I didn't come to see it for months, and I was so lonely because I was wet!"

Ning Wudao looked at him: "I don't know the way, if you don't come to me, Master, I can't find you." ”

"Uh...... It seems to be too. ”

"Why didn't Shizun come to me?"

"This ...... That ......," the old man stammered a little, "for the sake of being an emperor, he is also very busy, you can be considerate." ”

"Busy watching girls take a bath?" At this time, Zhao Qiankun interjected.

The old man suddenly burst into a rage.

"Sex is not good! You kid know what sex is!"

"Is it wrong for me to watch my wife take a bath at home!?

"Ouch, my old waist, why are your feet so black, if I hadn't practiced it when I was young, I might have a herniated disc in my lumbar spine by now. ”

Zhao Qiankun thought for a while, and took out a cigarette from his pocket: "Don't be angry, come, just a cigarette." ”

Seeing this, the old man took the cigarette and sniffed: "The new product of the Liuli Society? ”

"Hey, you smoke, you smoke. Zhao Qiankun looked at the old man expectantly.

Although he felt that his expression was strange, the old man lit the cigarette and smoked it.

"I still have a wide fall here, can you drink it?" Zhao Qiankun took out another glass jar.

The old man looked at him vigilantly: "Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief, what kind of calculation did you kid make?"

"Hehe," Zhao Qiankun smiled a little shyly, "I heard that the emperor is the biggest in this country, and he enjoys coming from all directions, so you must have a lot of tribute cigarettes here." ”

"Okay, you boy, wait for me here!" The emperor understood, and Zhao Qiankun wanted to use a cigarette to trick his treasured tribute cigarettes!

"You smoked my cigarette, adults can't bully children. Zhao Qiankun began to play tricks.

The old man suddenly smiled strangely: "Okay, if you want to pay tribute, go and get it, I have put it there." ”

"Where?"

"The reward of the chief disciple of the Night King's Mansion. ”

"Chief Disciple?" Zhao Qiankun's eyes lit up, "Who is the Chief Disciple?"

"Ahem!ahem!" The old man choked directly on the cigarette, "Can you kid not be so gangster! Although we are demons, we should also talk about the basic law! You haven't thought about the possibility of becoming the chief disciple?"

"But I'm only 13 years old. Zhao Qiankun was a little shy.

Ning Wudao poked him on the side: "It's 14 in a few days." ”

"Gee, I know, the birthday present is ready for you. ”

The old man said to Zhao Qiankun: "The chief disciple doesn't look at the means according to his age, as long as he wins all the inner disciples in the year-end competition, you are the chief!"

"It's only April now, isn't it? It's been a long time since the end of the year. ”

"You don't understand, in our Night King's Mansion, this time period is the end of the year. The old man suddenly said mysteriously.

"Oh, in that case, wouldn't I be able to become the chief disciple right away?" Zhao Qiankun felt that he was stable.

Since the formation of Qiankun Wudao, his cultivation speed has skyrocketed, soaring from the 3rd stage of the ground level to the 7th stage in 4 months, and Ning Wudao has even reached the peak of the ground level, and he may break through to the heavenly level at any time. The key is that whether it is his Heavenly Annihilation Sword Intent or Ning Wudao's Daoless Demon Sword, they are all existences that can give Jindan bosses a headache, the two of them join forces, and only the elder-level combination can go all out to suppress them, otherwise how could they let these two little devils make trouble in the inner gate.

"It's easy not to do it. The old man tried to smile kindly, but there was always a smack of obscenity.

"I read a lot, don't lie to me. ”

"I didn't lie to you, I said it with my conscience. The old man said, and his left and right hands touched the consciences of the two concubines.

"Oh well. Zhao Qiankun said that he planned to take Ning Wudao to sign up for the chief competition.

But the old man suddenly stopped them again: "Wait, wait, wait, don't hurry, it's not easy, I'll ask the imperial chef to cook you something delicious." ”

......

After a delicious meal in the palace, the two of them went back to the Yewang Mansion to report their names.

3 days later.

The year-end competition officially began.

The three hall masters sat at the top of the Tianwu Palace.

"Then, the disciple who participated in the chief battle stepped forward. The old man of the emperor said.

Swish!

Except for Qiankun Wudao, all the other inner disciples took a step back in unison.

The two of them walked forward stupidly, and then looked left and right with a confused expression.

"Huh?"

Zhao Qiankun was still looking behind strangely, and the emperor above spoke again.

"That's good, after a fierce competition, the chief disciple of our Night King Hall for the next ten years is...... There is no way!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Zhao Qiankun shouted, "Nervous ghost! fierce you are big! Old man! Which eye can you see!?

The old man smiled lewdly: "Don't care about those details, in short, you two will be the chief disciples of my Night King's Mansion in the future." ”

"This ...... Is it so casual?" Zhao Qiankun was dumbfounded.