nashuaworldcup Chapter 194 They are still waiting
Chapter 194 They are still waiting
Diqi reached out and took the barbecue from his hand, without any ripples in his heart caused by what had just happened.
The grilled meat was golden in color, crispy on the surface and tender inside. She just took a light bite and fed the rest to Meng Chun.
"Senior, do you know those people just now?" Meng Chun asked curiously while chewing barbecue.
"do not know."
Emperor Taisho wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and continued feeding him.
Meng Chun ate obediently, but became a little worried when he heard her words. "Will that have any impact on the seniors? They seem to be quite influential."
"It doesn't matter. If they dare to come here, I will make sure they never come back." Emperor Qi spoke to himself without stopping his hands.
Meng Chun was caught off guard when she stuffed him with a piece of delicious barbecue. His cheeks puffed slightly and he muttered, "I'm full...I don't want to eat anymore."
Dizha then stopped feeding him. Looking at his puffed face and slightly resentful eyes, she just thought Meng Chun was so cute.
It's obviously a small creature, but when it gets angry it looks like a puffed-up rabbit, and apart from being cute, it has no killing power at all.
Seeing that she was still smiling, and even looking at him as if she was admiring a masterpiece, Meng Chun immediately became angry.
But the next moment, he saw Emperor Zhao eat up all the remaining barbecue.
Seeing that he was angry, Diqian reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and finally said very pertinently: "It tastes good."
I don't know if it was a hidden meaning or just referring to barbecue.
Anyway, when Meng Chun heard her words, and she didn't look disgusted with him, his face immediately turned red.
But after just a moment, Emperor Zhao handed Lai another spiritual fruit, "It will relieve your greasiness."
Meng Chun looked at the crisp and refreshing spiritual fruit in her hand, thought about it and took it, but slowly moved towards Feng Qian and the others.
Emperor Xuan felt helpless, but he didn't say anything more. He just watched his little movements quietly.
When Chang Jing and others came back, they had returned to their original state.
Because Dizha's attack just now was too brutal, they all had a great trauma in their eyes at this moment, so they sat back by the fire and kept a distance from her.
Meng Chun saw their actions and looked up at Di Zha with a hint of smile in his eyes.
It seems to be saying, who told you to be so fierce just now? Now you have scared your own kids, right?
Diqian raised his eyebrows slightly and responded, Chun'er is blaming me?
Tsk~Who cares about you?
Meng Chun turned his head and stopped talking.
Only then did Dizha put away the smile in his eyes and looked at Chang Jing and others.
The latter felt a chill down their spines when they saw her, and some of the timid ones were even swallowing nervously.
Di Qi retracted his gaze and asked, "Which family did that person just now belong to?"
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Chang Jing and the others suppressed their panic and replied, "Senior, he is a disciple of the Yuhuang Divine Clan..."
Dizaka frowned slightly, "Do you have any grudge against them?"
"Yes." Chang Jing blocked several disciples behind him and continued, "After the disappearance of our young master, the young master of their Yuhuang Divine Clan made rapid progress in strength and led the Yuhuang Divine Clan to become the largest family."
Emperor Zhao pondered, "How long has your young master been missing?"
Chang Jing lowered his eyes and whispered, "I heard from the ancestors that it has been tens of thousands of years..."
He was not afraid to reveal anything more to the person in front of him. After all, with the other party's strength, as long as he wanted to know, he would have countless means and methods.
Rather than being tortured, he might as well tell the truth, which might prevent the other party from killing them.
When Emperor Taizong heard his words, he said with a hint of self-mockery, "He's been missing for tens of thousands of years. Maybe he's really dead, just like what he said?"
Chang Jing retorted, “No!”
Diqi raised his eyes and met his gaze. "How do you know she's not dead? What if she's already perished and you just didn't know?"
Her tone was particularly flat, and her cold eyes were full of doubts towards Chang Jing.
Chang Jing looked into her eyes, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.
Yes, they never thought about whether the young master who was once gifted was still alive.
I never even thought about it. If she was still alive, why didn't she come back after tens of thousands of years?
Why do they think that the young master is still alive?
"Of course the young master is not dead! Her Heart Soul Lamp has always been fine! How could something go wrong?!"
Another disciple interrupted Chang Jing's thoughts, and even looked at Di Qi with a hint of hostility.
Dizha ignored the emotion in his eyes and chuckled softly when he thought of the soul lamp that was coaxed into being lit by his grandfather, the clan leader, when he was young.
"So you've been looking for your young master all these years?"
Chang Jing suppressed the emotion in his eyes and replied firmly, "Yes, in these tens of thousands of years, we have never given up on finding the young master."
Perhaps seeing the determination in his eyes, Meng Chun couldn't help but ask, "So that's why Fang Yuan just said that if there's any unusual movement, you should all go there?"
"Well, our family elders have always told us that if we encounter any strange movements during training, we must investigate thoroughly."
"If we can find the young master, that would be the best. If not, then we'll just do a good deed."
After Chang Jing said this, the dejection in the eyes of several disciples was clearly visible.
Meng Chun looked at Di Zha somewhat embarrassedly, but saw that the other party had his eyes lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The evening breeze blew by, carrying the warmth and aroma of barbecue into the distance.
Chang Jing and others ate the barbecue in silence without saying anything more.
Di Qie took Meng Chun away at some point. The two flew to a mountain on their swords and jumped off the magic sword after finding a suitable location.
The two of them sat on a flat stone. In front of them was a bright moon, and around the moon were only a few stars.
"Senior, are you unhappy?" Meng Chun leaned into Di Qi's arms and asked in a low voice.
The latter just sighed softly and said, "I'm not unhappy, I just feel that I, as the young master, am not doing my job responsibly."
She looked at the bright moon in the sky, her tone tinged with sadness, "Ever since I woke up, I've always believed that they had already appointed a new Young Master, and that I, the previous Young Master who neglected my duties, was naturally forgotten by the tribe."
Meng Chun had never seen her look like this before, and he felt extremely distressed.
He put his arm around God's neck, nuzzled her in his arms, and comforted her, "But they didn't think so. They have been waiting for their wife to come back."
Emperor Zhao felt much clearer as he held him in his arms.
She had not thought that they would wait for her to come back, and what had always supported her to come back was the deep obsession with her enemy.
"Chun'er, we will return to the clan tomorrow. I will take you to see the clan leader, okay?"
Meng Chun leaned in her arms, his aura restrained, and he looked unusually obedient.
"I always listen to my seniors."
Emperor Zhao frowned slightly, "Why don't you continue to call me wife?"
"Because we haven't gotten married yet, wouldn't it be impolite to keep calling you my wife?"
Emperor Xuan was speechless for a moment. Meng Chun in his arms was looking at her with bright eyes, looking innocent, well-behaved and adorable.
But the corner of his mouth that he could barely suppress betrayed him.
Diqian curled his lips and smiled softly, his eyes full of doting, "Then let's get married when we get back."