Wanzun Sword Emperor

Chapter 356 The Minimum Commitment
Everyone was stunned for a moment, they didn't expect that Qing Lie would actually open the enchantment for Li Yisheng himself.

Many people looked at Zhou Tong and five people with some pity, and shook their heads one after another.

Such a good opportunity, it is really unwise for the other party to give up.

Zhou Tong's face was also slightly flushed because of the eyes of everyone, and he always felt that there was something ironic in the eyes of those people.

He really couldn't figure out why Master Qingluo would invite Li Yisheng, a person from Zhongtian Continent.

The eyes of Yan Sen and others behind Zhou Tong also flickered, not daring to look at Li Yisheng.

Even if they are stronger than Li Yisheng, but Master Qingluo likes them, even if there is any grievance between them, it is impossible to make things difficult for each other at this moment.

"Bah, little boy." Zhou Tong whispered, and left with his people to inspect the other side.

In Zhou Tong's mind, the only thing Li Yisheng could make Lord Qingluo look at was his face!

Although Zhou Tong's words were small, everyone listened to them. They couldn't help but looked at Li Yisheng in amazement, and nodded in agreement.

Qing Mo, who didn't take it seriously at first, frowned slightly when he heard Zhou Tong's words.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

He began to re-examine Li Yisheng.

If Miss Qingluo really has any hobbies, he must stop them, and then wipe out Li Yisheng.

"Mr. Li, please." Qing Lie turned his head to look at the backs of Zhou Tong and the others, shook his head lightly, and then said to Li Yisheng.

Li Yisheng nodded, and stepped into the city calmly.

"You don't seem to be angry?" Qing Lie asked while leading the way.

"Why be angry?" Li Yisheng said lightly, "Do I still have to prove it to him?"

Qing Lie smiled, "That's right."

As long as it doesn't get in the way, just let him call.

A group of people flew over the city and soon arrived at the central area.

Those high-ranking imperial powers were also curious about the appearance of Li Yiyi and the others, especially when Li Yiyi and the others landed in Qingluo's courtyard, their eyes were even more surprised.

You know, Qing Luo refused even their visits.

What is the origin of that white-clothed man, who was able to directly enter Qingluo's courtyard?

The air twisted slightly, and a group of people appeared in the courtyard.

When Li Yisheng caught his eye, he saw a group of women in purple sitting cross-legged in a pavilion in the courtyard with their backs to him.

In front of the woman, mist rose from the teacup, and bursts of fragrance swept the courtyard.

That tea is the best tea, rare in the world.

"My lord, please sit down." Seemingly aware of Li Yisheng's arrival, Qingluo grabbed the teapot and poured some tea into the cup.

Li Yiyi noticed that Qingluo didn't call him an adult like Qingxin did.

But this is also understandable. Although the rules of the Youth League still exist, there are still many young people.

Which young man doesn't want to be competitive, doesn't want to be the number one in the world and prove the throne?
Li Yisheng walked over and sat down in front of Qingluo.

Compared with Qingxin, Qingluo's appearance is much inferior, but her temperament is easy to remember.

It looks warm, but in fact it is proud.

"Youth League, the seventh sequence Qingluo." Qingluo picked up the teacup and gestured towards Li Yisheng.

"Li Yisheng." Li Yisheng picked up his teacup and took a sip, "Good tea."

That tea, just one sip, has an endless aftertaste, and the tea in the cup is more like drinking endlessly, no need to add.

"I heard that the person who took the inheritance of the ancient Heavenly Phoenix has some connection with you?" Qing Luo asked, turning the teacup in her hand.

Inside the tea cup, there is no tea, only the mist is constantly spreading, like a fairy mist from a spiritual spring.

"She used to be my maid." Li Yisheng said lightly.

"It used to be?" Qingluo grasped the key words, "What about now?"

"Now, just like you, the party in power." Li Yisheng thought for a while and said.

"How can a mere Saint Sea Sect be compared with Miss Qingluo?" Qing Mo said in a cold voice immediately after hearing that, "It's just that an ignorant servant was lucky enough to get the inheritance!"

"The inheritance of the Phoenix, we will take it back sooner or later!"

Qing Mo's words were a little fierce, and he was deeply impressed by Zhou Tong's "little boy".

Li Yisheng is a person who has no background, even Qingluo has never met, why invite him like this?

Li Yisheng glanced at Qing Mo, "Your servant is so casual?"

Li Yisheng's voice was indifferent, but the meaning was extremely obvious.

That is to blame the other party for talking too much.

As a servant, you should act like a servant!
Hearing that Li Yisheng actually regarded him as a servant, Qing Mo's face turned cold.

After all, he is also a person who can run for the thirteenth sequence, but he was called a servant by a 'little boy', and was even blamed by the other party in front of Qingluo?
Qing Mo took a step ahead, but when he left, Qing Luo said softly, "Qing Mo, step back."

Li Yisheng's status is so special that even the top executives of the Youth League have to treat him with courtesy when they meet him, and he is likely to become the leader of the Youth League. This is not something that Qing Mo can be rude to.

Qing Mo never thought that Qing Luo would actually stop him, which made him look at Li Yisheng even more coldly.

However, Qing Mo was not impulsive in the end, but looked at Li Yisheng coldly.

"I don't know what your identity is." Qingluo looked at Li Yisheng and said, "But since you can write that formula, our Youth League will help you."

Saying that, Qing Luo stood up and walked two steps, "Our Youth League will help you, but the strength of this help depends on how good your performance is."

"It is impossible for the Youth League to do its best for a person who only knows formulas but has no skills."

"Then how far can the Youth League help me?" Li Yisheng raised his eyes and asked.

"The minimum level of assistance from the Youth League is to help you establish a high-level dynasty and rule one side." Qing Luo said.

Hearing Qing Luo's words, Lei Ying's delicate body in the yard was shocked.

What kind of power is the Youth League?
How could he help someone establish a dynasty just by saying something?
Or high dynasty?

Lei Ying knows how difficult it is to establish a dynasty!

Their Shengzun dynasty is only a middle-lower dynasty, and its territory is already so vast that it needs nine commanders to rule a corner.

If it is a high-level dynasty, its strength is even more terrifying. There are at least two people in the Human Sovereign Realm!

And now, what kind of Youth League has promised a high-level dynasty so easily?

How did their Shengzun Dynasty get involved with Li Yisheng?

Lei Ying suddenly felt that the complexity inside was far beyond her imagination.

But what followed, Li Yisheng's words made Lei Ying feel that the world had become a little crazy again.

In other words, Li Yisheng made her feel crazy.

"A high-ranking dynasty is not enough." I saw that Li Yiyi's tone was flat, but it was taken for granted.

(End of this chapter)