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Chapter 1621 Aesthetics are different

The first thing Feng Xingying did was to find water to wash her face.

After washing, the whole world became refreshed.

Only the steamed bun with a negative aesthetic level pouted and expressed disgust: "You actually have to wash it off when you draw it so beautifully."

Feng Xingying: "…"

How to communicate with different world views?

After washing his face, Feng Xingying was not idle either. He sat cross-legged on the simple bamboo bed to sense the aura, and he also focused on chatting with the steamed bun to understand some basic rules and conditions of the world.

When Feng Xingying deliberately wants to chat with someone, he will make the other party feel happy and will unconsciously say a lot of things.

For example, now, the childish divine beast Mantou chats happily with Feng Xingying: "The owner I personally chose is different. You are much more interesting than the old and young bored people in this sect."

"That's!"

"But master, do you have spiritual crystals?"

"No..." Feng Xingying has spiritual crystals, and the spiritual crystals piled up into mountains. But they just can't take them out.

"That's so bad, I can't buy delicious food anymore." Mantou cried out: "I want to eat delicious roasted rabbit meat, roasted fish meat, roasted sweet potatoes..."

"Aren't you a sect-protecting beast from the Lingshan Sword Sect? They don't even make some food for you?" Feng Xingying asked curiously.

"They dare!" The steamed bun jumped three feet high, and it was impossible to compromise on the issue of dignity: "What do I want to eat? Of course, they are stupid mortals who have to make it for me to eat."

Now we are back to the era when Lihuang Tianzun Ye Lingxin and Kan Yuntian belonged to Lihuang Tianzun. Except for the many descendants of the gods who awakened their bloodlines in this era, they called the wind and rain on the Great 6. Their strength is far from changing the customs of the general direction.

For example, at this time it was also composed of the country, and their emperor was also called me.

But the difference is that spiritualists are still greedy for power and generally become emperors. Those who call themselves me are all the bloodlines of the gods. For example, Ji Yun from Qinglong Mountain is the emperor of the largest imperial city of Yunxi 6.

The place where Feng Xingying fell was the territory of a small country, Dali Kingdom, and the emperor of such a small country was actually a descendant of the gods.

The descendant of the gods whose emotions awaken their blood here is Dabaicai?

No wonder Mantou likes to call himself me, because every emperor is a very awesome person. They not only have the power to control the life and death of a country's subjects, but also control the various sects of their country.

For example, a large sect like Lingshan Sword Sect has to offer sacrifices to the Dali Kingdom every year.

The Dali Kingdom is a small country, and it is necessary to worship Kowloon City from time to time.

"So the most powerful person in our Great Six is ​​Jiulong Emperor Ji Yun? Isn't it Ye Lingxin?" Feng Xingying came over at the time point, so it would be fine.

"Who is Ye Lingxin?"

"Where is the Divine Phoenix Island?"

"Oh, I remembered it!" Mantou is really a knowledgeable cat: "I used to have a friend who was a little phoenix. She is Ye Lingxin's mount. The woman on Divine Phoenix Island is very powerful.

听闻姬云大帝向叶灵心求婚,被当场揍趴下了,然后她就居高临下地看着姬云大帝,说:‘你这么点实力,也敢说娶我吗?’”

Mantou straightened up and learned from Ye Lingxin's words in his own elegant and beautiful posture.

Unfortunately, it was always a fat cat with round body. This action made Feng Xingying funny.

(End of this chapter)
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