Old Ancestor, she's back again

Chapter 885 The Emperor in Red!

"Dijun seems to get along well with her?"

After Qingzhu heard it, it was as if she had heard some big joke: "Get along? Don't be kidding, you must have never heard of the legend about Haotian Temple before."

After Qingzhu finished speaking, it seemed as if she had touched some huge taboo, she hurriedly squeezed her mouth tightly.

Qing Hong glanced quietly at the location of Haotian Palace, then turned his head and left with Qingzhu.

The yard was in a mess again, Qianji felt that he still prefers to reincarnate, so he went to Qingzhu to confirm the location of the reincarnation platform.

"Where is that place? Don't ask me, I'm afraid I'll make a taboo."

Qianji: "For someone like you who is afraid of making taboos, you will definitely not have the chance to go to Samsara Taiwan in this life. Good Qingzhu, just tell me!"

Qingzhu: "For a lazy person like you, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach the stage of reincarnation so far away?"

"So, you know the location of the Samsara Station." She immediately found the point.

"That's for sure, the Samsara Station is here..."

Why are not you talking?
"The aggressive method is useless to me. If you have that time, you might as well go and clean the Haotian Palace as soon as possible. I heard that you were lazy yesterday and didn't clean it."

"Apart from cleaning every day, can't I do other things?" She was a little annoyed.

Who would have thought that Qingzhu would take it for granted and say: "Sure, think about it, your job is to clean Haotian Palace, what else do you want to do besides this?"

"If you have the spirit of struggle, you might as well think about how to clean Haotian Palace more cleanly."

After Qingzhu finished speaking, she shook her head and left.

"Qianji, can I call you Qianji?" Qing Hong's voice sounded from behind her.

"can."

Qing Hong seemed aggrieved and said, "Why don't you ask me what my name is?"

Qianji: "Your immortal rank must be higher than mine, so I'll call you immortal!"

"My name is Qinghong."

"Okay, enter Qing Hongxian."

"Let me clean it for you!"

"No, you are the emperor's apprentice, how can you clean with me, you should go to practice!"

She is a person who wants to sleep whenever she gets a chance, how can she bring a follower by her side.

Did she find the wrong partner?Her master is Dijun, why not pester him?

"Immortal, I really don't need it, how can I ask you to clean it? The emperor will definitely blame me if he knows."

Qing Hong slowly retracted his hand.

"Then I'll watch you clean, and if you need help, just say so."

"All right!"

Does this person not understand what she means?Forget it, if she wants to watch, just watch!
Suddenly a red figure came out from Haotian Palace, with a strong momentum, she and Qing Hong flew backwards.

"what's the situation?"

After hitting the wall, she fell heavily to the ground.

Qing Hong was really powerful, he was able to stabilize his body, he only took a few steps back, and did not hit the wall.

Unexpectedly, the envy was only three seconds.

The emperor was dressed in red, holding a divine sword, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Appearing in front of Qing Hong in the blink of an eye, the Excalibur was already on her neck.

She drew a sharp breath.

Will the apprentice be killed just one day after he arrives?

Why does Qing Hongxian look so pitiful?

Qing Hong came to his senses and immediately knelt on the ground.

"Emperor forgive me!"

Emperor Jiuhua's face was gloomy, and the Excalibur still hadn't been taken off Qinghong's neck.

"who are you?"

Qing Hong said in a panic, "The disciple is Qing Hong."

Dijun repeated the word Qinghong in his heart.

"You are the one sent by Fuyi yesterday."

"Yes."

Qing Hong knelt on the ground, and she also knelt on the ground even if she was tired, otherwise it would be too conspicuous.

"Who told you to let her in?"

A voice of reprimand suddenly came from above her head.

Shouldn't you be talking to her?
How can you say that Qing Hong is also his apprentice, so he doesn't look at the monk's face, but his own face?
(End of this chapter)