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Three hundred and eleven. The head of Penglai with a heart block

"How can a child's joke represent the whole Penglai? Just playful.  ̄︶︺asんцつ" The head of Penglai kindly touched his white beard and smiled cheerfully. He heard Chu Li and others cursed in their hearts.

"Can you even be a child in your 200s?" Qi Xueer laughed exaggeratedly, with sharp words.

Although the head of Penglai sometimes seems a little foolish, he is still smart: "We cultivators who practice literature at the age of three, and those who practice at the age of five, begin to go into seclusion to comprehend the sword intent after they are fifteen. Understanding the sword intent is a long-term practice, ranging from ten years to a hundred years. Although Ye Yan is 200 years old, he has only been with others for twenty years. How can he understand the sinisterness of human hearts?"

Old guy! It would be fine if you praise your apprentice for being simple, but what if you have to step on them?

"We slept eight hours a day, read eight hours a day, ate two hours a day, and let go for two hours. According to what you said, then we have only been with others for five years. How can we understand the sinister thoughts of people with twenty years of experience?" Qi Xueer reacted quickly and quickly retorted.

"You!" The head of Penglai did not expect that this mortal was so quick to think and actually refuted himself according to his logic, so he had to lower his face and shouted: "The mortal tongue is as good as a singular word. Mortals do nothing and make intrigue all day long; we cultivators understand the great way all day long, and naturally they are not as good as you."

"If you are old but don't practice, you are sophist and rude. In order to compete for resources, cultivators pretend to act on the grounds of cultivating the truth, and oppressing mortals must be grateful. How dare you fight with mortals with intrigue?"

Awesome! Chu Li never knew that Qi Xueer's debate skills were so powerful. No wonder Qin Muyi valued Qi Xueer so much. She was not very good at it and had no farewell to plan. She thought Qin Muyi just wanted her to manage the finances, but she never thought that she still had such skills.

"Xiang Yu, send them back!" He said that he was unreasonable, and the head of Penglai did not intend to make any more trouble. No matter how important Chu Li is now, he has to worry about the safety of her subordinates, and he doesn't need to be controlled by her.

Xiang Yu drew his sword silently and took steps, the threatening intention was self-evident.

"Ahem!" Chu Li's body fell down like a puppet that had lost control.

Qi Xueer was prepared and held Chu Li with one hand. The human race and the people in the Qingyan Palace suddenly changed their faces and looked at the head of Penglai in a roar.

"You actually drew your sword. Look, we Chu Li were all so angry with you!"

Penglai leader:...

This is a bright and shady battle!

As soon as Chu Li fainted, Ao Ziyu and Qin Shisan came soon after.

"Woooo, we Chu Li was recovering from our injuries. Today, the eldest disciple of Qingyan and Penglai made a bet. We Chu Li went to be the guarantor, but who knew that after Penglai lost, he refused to admit his account and even faced us with swords. Then Chu Li fainted in anger..."

Qin Shisan turned his cold face to the head of Penglai, with anger hidden in his eyes. At this time, we must have these troubles and make some bets with others so that Chu Li can pull the raft and act.

"Thirteenth Lord... It's not that we are arrogant. It's really that the demon emperor Chu Li is asking too much." The head of Penglai immediately bent his knees and knelt down, very straightforward when he came into contact with Qin Shisan's cold eyes.

"What does she want?" Ao Ziyu was not worried anymore and asked with interest when she heard Qi Xueer's explanation.

The head of Penglai raised his head, and his hair and beard were all white, and he felt a little aggrieved at this moment: "Half of Penglai."

"Give her." Ao Ziyu made the final decision.

"This matter is very important, and we need to make a long-term plan." Qin Shisan glanced at Ao Ziyu coldly and rejected his order. He turned his head and looked inside. It was strange that in the past, Qin Muyi was in charge of the overall situation. Where did Qin Muyi go today?

He was still a little afraid of Qin Muyi.

Ao Ziyu was not annoyed, and sat on the seat holding a teacup, took a sip, and explained his arrangement in detail: "The west of Penglai Gate is like spring, but the east is extremely empty, and the left and right are empty. It is better to give it to them, so as to save Chu Li, a great hero, from awakening and then "disappearing" frequently."

The Penglai Gate is built on the top of Penglai Mountain, but it is strange to occupy only Penglai Mountain. It is obviously Penglai Mountain, but it is not as spring as Xi Penglai, but it is rainy and thunder.

Due to the bad weather, the fruits and vegetables in Dongpenglai are even more sparse. Wherever they go, they are either bad water or bald stones. What makes Ao Ziyu feel more at ease is that Dongpenglai and Xipenglai are connected together, and the environment changes rapidly across the junction, but they are both protected by the mountain protection formation. Even in Dongpenglai, as long as the mountain protection formation is opened, these people cannot leave.

Qin Shisan naturally understood the reason why Ao Ziyu said this, and after thinking about it, he agreed.

The old face of the head of Penglai was still stiff. He always felt that this demon emperor had other conspiracies. Can't these emperors and the Thirteenth Lords see it? But why didn't they stop it?

He didn't understand that in the eyes of the gods, it didn't matter what chaos arises in Penglai. What's important is that they could hold on to Chu Li and prevent her from causing chaos.

"Ahem!" Sure enough, when Qin Shisan agreed, Chu Li slowly woke up.

Ao Ziyu and Qin Shisan looked at each other and both read it from each other's eyes.

But Chu Li obviously didn't play according to common sense. When she woke up, she shouted, "Long Qi! I want to see him!"

Qin Shisan was stunned, threw down his sleeves hard, and said unhappily: "He betrayed Yu Gu several times and is being punished."

"I'm going to see him!" Chu Li shouted, feeling so excited that the blue veins burst out, and he coughed heavily again, making Ao Ziyu feel heartbroken.

If this continues, you will faint again, right?

Chu Li dragged her seriously ill body toward Qin Shisan, her eyes full of anger. The head of Penglai left cold sweats, and hurriedly grabbed Chu Li and prevented her from pounceing on Qin Shisan.

Qin Shisan avoided coldly, but Chu Li was very strong. He pushed the head of Penglai away and grabbed Qin Shisan's neck. The scene was like a farce.

"Don't you say it, don't say it!" Chu Li pinched Qin Shisan like a female overlord, and he was always cold and frost-like, but he also lost his attitude.

He didn't know that this woman would pounce on her so suddenly. He couldn't use his divine power to shake him away, for fear that no one would deal with the ghosts in the Huangquan Realm.

"Stop!" Qin Shisan could only say these two words, and it was impossible to make him surrender.

Ao Ziyu covered her face and didn't want to watch this farce again: "Just in Penglai, you can find it yourself."

Chu Li rushed out in a flash.

When Ao Ziyu and Qin Shisan left, Chu Li was still searching for it wildly. Qin Shisan stepped onto the sedan chair and felt a little uneasy. Ao Ziyu mocked Qin Shisan's mother and said, "Don't think about it, I'm still looking for Long Qi."

Qin Shisan then felt relieved and entered the sedan chair. The two gods left one by one, and they didn't notice it even when they fell asleep. At the bottom of Ao Ziyu's sweet son who left behind, a white ball was holding tightly.

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