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Chapter 895 Don't be rude

At the exchange meeting of the three continents, young geniuses mainly fought. These powerful people with cultivation above the Heavenly Venerable Realm should experience the world while protecting the safety of these young geniuses.

It's equivalent to escort.

So, there are only 357 young geniuses going to fight.

The sect's eyes paused and announced: "There are a total of ten spiritual boats here, and each spiritual boat can be accommodated at seventy people. You can choose which spiritual boat to board independently."

"The road is long, I hope you make a serious choice."

When everyone heard this, they subconsciously raised their eyes and looked at the ten huge spiritual boats floating in the air. All the spiritual boats were the same and there was no difference.

The young geniuses were full of thoughts. It didn’t matter which spiritual boat they boarded. The most important thing was the people sent by the top major forces.

Suddenly, Huangfu Xiangwei looked up at the Emperor, her heartbeats like a drumbeat. She pretended to be calm and asked: "Emperor, which spiritual boat do you want to board?"

As soon as these words were said, almost everyone's attention was focused on Huangfu Xiangwei and Emperor Shuogong.

Seeing this, Huangfu Hao frowned and said coldly: "Weier, don't be rude."

Huangfu Xiangwei smiled openly and said, "I am happy with the Emperor. I will go to the spiritual boat that the Emperor is on."

The words sounded, which changed the expressions of the people present.

She was so bold to show her love to the Emperor?!

The old man with a national face in the Tian Clan stroked his beard, showed an admiration, and laughed: "Haha, Miss Huangfu, dare to love and hate."

At this moment, Qingfeng glared at Huangfu Xiangwei coldly. The Emperor was the Emperor's Empress's man!

His gaze quickly moved to Yun Zheng, and she saw her smiling, as if watching the fun. But Qingfeng knew in his heart that the Emperor was in danger.

Everyone was looking forward to the Emperor's expression and what he would say next.

The Emperor looked cold and his thin lips opened lightly: "Please respect yourself."

Huangfu Xiangwei's confident and generous expression was instantly defeated, and a hint of disbelief appeared in her eyes, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.

Someone couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, Huangfu Xiangwei still wants to use this method to attract the Emperor's attention. I'm afraid the Emperor doesn't know who she is, right?"

"Huangfu Xiangwei thought she was, and even her father dared not talk to the Emperor like this, but she mistakenly thought that she was special and different."

When Huangfu Hao saw his eldest daughter hit a wall, he was not good to say anything to the Emperor. In order to save Huangfu Xiangwei's face, he could only say to everyone in a deep voice: "Silent!"

Due to his majesty, everyone closed their mouths, but a sarcastic smile appeared on their faces.

Huangfu Xiangwei bit her lip, endured the shame, staring at the high emperor with red eyes, and her tone was indescribable:

"Imperial Lord, it's Weier who is abrupt."

The Emperor didn't look at her.

The Xianghuang team surrounded Huangfu Xiangwei and comforted Huangfu Xiangwei in a low voice, as if the Emperor of Shuo Palace was a ruthless and unfaithful man.

The sect's people did not see this scene and looked at Huangfu Xiangwei deeply. The love, hate, anger and ignorance of the world are always difficult to eliminate. I hope she will not harm others because of her own desires.

The sect’s people are no longer serious, “You guys choose quickly.”

With Huangfu Xiangwei's example, no one dared to ask anything, and then jumped into the huge spiritual boat floating in the air in two or three companions.

Yun Zheng glanced at Huangfu Xiangwei who was still stopping, then withdrew her gaze and said to her friends: "Let's go up."

"good."

The Fengyun Team jumped into the "Doutian Spirit Boat" that marked No. 6.

When they got on the spiritual boat, they found that the spiritual boat was much larger than they thought. The deck alone could accommodate about 200 people, and it would not be a problem to practice here.

"Junior Sister Yun!"

With a shout, Yun Zheng's attention was pulled over.

She turned to look over and saw Si Kouyuan running towards her quickly, then suddenly opened her arms and hugged her tightly.

Si Kouyuan rubbed Yun Zheng's face with her face, and she couldn't express her joy, "Little Junior Sister, I haven't had a close contact with you for a long time."

Feng Xinglan and others looked at them with surprise.

Yun Zheng was almost breathless after being strangled. She raised her hand and pushed Si Kouyuan away slowly, and shouted with laughter and cry: "Senior Sister Si, you are too enthusiastic."

Si Kouyuan stared at Yun Zheng's face and thought to herself that the youngest sister was so beautiful and soft. Why did her waste master not get rid of the youngest sister to the master's sect?

Truely irritating.

"By the way." Si Kouyuan suddenly remembered something. She quickly took out three large sacks from the storage space and slammed them on the deck with a 'clang'.

She pointed to the three colorful sacks and said to Yun Zheng with a smile:

"Little junior sister, this is a goodbye."

Yun Zheng: "..." Golden steamed bun!

She declined, "Thank you, Senior Sister Si. This gift is too expensive, so I don't want it."

"No! This is yours, I saved it for you."

Si Kouyuan said, stuffing the collars of the three large sacks into her hands, and said in a tone like coaxing a child: "Listen to senior sister, you have to accept it."

Yun Zheng: "..."

In the end, she couldn't resist Senior Sister Si, so she had to take down the three colorful sacks.

Then she introduced Feng Xinglan and the seven men to Si Kouyuan. When Si Kouyuan faced Feng Xinglan and other men, her expression was faint, as if she was really a qualified senior sister. When she saw Nangong Qingqing, she couldn't help but appreciate and like her in her eyes.

She carried a large sack of golden steamed buns and then sent them to Nangong Qingqing.

"Junior Sister Qingqing, I'll give you a gift for your meeting."

Nangong Qingqing was stunned: "...Thank you, senior sister."

Although Feng Xinglan and the others couldn't see what was in this colorful sack, they felt that the weight should not be light.

Seeing them staring at the sack, Si Kouyuan seemed to think about it, with a little confused expression. She reluctantly took out six golden steamed buns and stuffed them to Feng Xinglan and the other two.

One piece of golden steamed bun for each person.

Seeing them looking at them with confusion, Si Kouyuan immediately said with a vigilant look, "I don't have steamed buns anymore!"

Feng Xinglan and the other six spoke, and finally said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Si."



More and more people came up on this No. 6 spiritual boat.

Yun Zheng saw several acquaintances on the deck, Huangfu Xiangyao, Rong Ming, Sima Xun...

She suddenly remembered that when she was in the demon world before, Huangfu Ling asked her to hand over a box to Huangfu Hao. She walked to the edge of the deck, looked down at everything, and her eyes fell on the middle-aged man in a mysterious clothes in the distance.

Her eyes condensed, and she might as well wait until she finds a suitable opportunity before handing it to him.

Because she cannot reveal the existence of the demon world.
Chapter completed!
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