Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 943

Qin An weakly expressed doubts: "Gu Gu...Gu...brother, isn't it because...isn't it because...the teacher wants to teach you all the tricks?"

Gu Yunce: "..." It was so embarrassing to be exposed on the spot.

Chong Xiao's condensed gaze slowly swept across the four of them, and pointed to the chair beside him, "You guys sit there, I'll give you an hour to think about it. Master Yue is going to do something against the world, if you are willing If you don't want to sign a blood contract, don't force it. But from now on, I will no longer be a disciple of Master Yue."

"Today, there is no teacher and no Ah Man. In order to save Ah Man, the teacher risked his life again and again. The teacher's great kindness to Ah Man, Ah Man will never repay in his lifetime. No matter what the teacher wants to do, Ah Man will do everything. Can't say a single word." As soon as the words fell, Ah Man knelt down and kowtowed a few times.

But Chong Xiao ignored her, walked into the room with Yue Qingmo in his arms, and cast a barrier with a wave of his hand.

"What are you doing? It's not good to sign a blood contract, is it?" The blood contract was signed with the servants. Except for Chen Zhengming, the three people are still trustworthy. Would it be too unhuman to ask them to sign it?
Those were her fellow apprentices, not slaves.

What's more, the blood contract is not signed just because you want to sign it. If you sign too much and you can't control it, you will suffer backlash.

If it is not really difficult to control, there is no need to do so.

"Do you know how Princess Youyue will scold you?" Chong Xiao stood in front of the hourglass to carefully record the time, and looked up at her, "She will say that you are a woman who is so benevolent that mud cannot support a wall."

Yue Qingmo curled her lips, "Even if there was no such thing, I would not be able to support the wall with mud." After all, there is still a difference between the head of a clan and an ordinary head of the family, and she is naturally not as decisive as You Yue.

Chong Xiao sighed helplessly, "Nowadays, of course, there is no need to sign a blood contract, but... since you have someone make lightning rods for you, do you want to make something else?"

"Other?" Yue Qingmo's heart skipped a beat.

"Don't you still want Gu Yunce to refine something for you... What kind of tank is that called? Can he do it alone? Maybe Ah Man and that stammer can help?"

Yue Qingmo lowered his head and thought for a long time, and finally said weakly, "Well...how about we drag Tiangong Dao into the water."

It's a good idea to drag the whole Tiangong Dao into the water, let the whole Tiangong Dao refine spirit weapons for her to fight the Tiandao League, but...

Chong Xiao could only look at her speechlessly, "Do you think you are Wang Ergou?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and raised his head to look at her, "But Wang Ergou will serve you as master now, won't he?"

"Really?" Yue Qingmo herself was puzzled.

Because Wang Qi made it clear that she is only loyal to the Holy Emperor on behalf of blind Wang, so it is hard to say whether Wang Ergou can invite the whole Tiangong Dao.

Well, anyway, the matter is already like this, she might as well just go straight to the point with Wang Ergou.

"This matter is a bit big, I'll talk to Er Gouzi..." Yue Qingmo said and ran out in a hurry.

There is also a statue of the ancestor of Tiangong on the fairy island, which is on the first floor of the Tiangong trial tower.

The majestic statue of the patriarch, holding a pen in one hand and holding a stove in the other, really looks like that.

On the table in front of him was an ever-burning oil lamp, and the incense was constantly burning. Unfortunately, the tributes were all pastries, melons and fruits with clear soup and little water.

According to the boy guarding the pagoda, as soon as he heard the name Wang Wuming, he knew that Patriarch Tianji was indifferent to fame and wealth, and he was definitely not a greedy person...

(End of this chapter)