Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

Guogong Mansion.

"Mr. Qin, please come in!"

Madam Cheng saw Qin Hao's arrival, her eyes brightened. Thanks to Qin Hao, Cheng Chumo now has almost resounded throughout the city of Chang'an, and his fame is no different for a while.

Qin Hao also created all this.

"Madam does not need to be like this, I am just here to say goodbye to you!"

Qin Hao sat on the chair and smiled slightly.

"What? Mr. leaving?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin, who was sitting on the side, was suddenly startled. It was too sudden.

"Yes, although Chang'an City is prosperous, but the world is full of variability, I think it's time to go out and have a look."

Qin Hao sighed and nodded. Since he came to Journey to the West, he has never been out of the Tang Dynasty. In this era of raging monsters, he has no sense of security, but it is different now. The cultivation base of Tianxian Peak, plus Qingping The sword, below the Taiyi Golden Immortal, is fearless.

Even if there is Da Luo Jinxian, he will not move himself in the face of his master.

After all, no fool is willing to offend a saint's disciple, especially the older he lives, the more he takes his life.

"This......"

Cheng Yaojin and the others looked at each other suddenly.

"Sir, you are an immortal aloft. I am only a mortal. If you stop there and find a stable place, let me know if you wait, you will surely step forward!"

Cheng Chumo has experienced these few months of training and has grown a lot. He pondered for a moment and said slowly.

He knew that it was impossible to leave with Qin Hao, at least not now, but it didn't mean it would not be possible in the future.

Although Cheng Chubi and Cheng Chuliang were reluctant to give up, their eyes were firm.

Qin Hao smiled slightly and disappeared.

"You wait and practice hard, you may not be able to meet in the future. If you don't understand or have other important things, just contact me with your mobile phone!"

The voice fell, and Qin Hao was no longer in the hall.

"Hey, Mr. Qin is gone, I feel that Datang will become that lifeless Datang again!"

Madam Cheng sighed with a complicated complexion.

Although Qin Hao had only appeared in just a few months, the influence it had brought to the entire Tang Dynasty was so great that everyone could hardly be separated from Qin Hao's existence.

The novel, Wukong Biography shocked them, Zhu Xian brought them love, hatred and hatred, and cellphones brought them laughter and laughter. Unknowingly, Qin Hao's figure has entered thousands of households.

"Madam, don't be sad, the mobile phone is so convenient now, and we have Mr. Qin's friends, if you miss, you can contact me by video at any time!"

Cheng Yaojin smiled slightly, comforting, if his wife was so sad because of others, he might be furious, but for Qin Hao, it would not.

The hall was filled with sadness for a while.

The people of Datang still breathe at sunset and work at sunrise. Only a few people know that Qin Hao is leaving.

At the gate of the city, Li Shimin dressed in casual clothes, standing beside a group of guards.

Li Shimin looked into the distance and looked at the carriage far away. He leaned forward slightly and bowed deeply.

At this moment, he let go of his emperor's majesty, but thanked Qin Hao for all the changes he made for Datang.

The many guards not far away looked at the carriage in the distance, and then at Li Shimin, who hadn't gotten up for a long time.

Everyone looked at each other, their faces were shocked, and their hearts were shaking.

Who is in that carriage?

How could their Emperor be treated like this?

It was not until the next day that someone was surprised to find that Qin Hao's bookstore was closed. Since then, this legendary bookstore has never been opened, but it is spotless!