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The fourth sister nodded. She felt that what the fifth sister said made sense, and she agreed: "Second sister, you think too highly of that damn girl Qinghu. If she can invite the owner of this cannon to be a helper, I will take off my clothes in front of everyone and run around Qingqiu naked!"

She dared to make such a bet because she was sure that Qinghu would never find such a powerful helper. She would rather believe that a sow can climb a tree than believe that the damn girl Qinghu could have such good luck and find such a powerful helper!

"Count me in. I don't believe that Qinghu has the ability to find such a powerful helper. Apart from anything else, it costs a lot to find a helper. Can she afford it? Besides, does she have as wide a network of contacts as us? We can't invite such a powerful helper, let alone Qinghu!" The eldest sister said self-righteously. She would never believe that the owner of the cannon was actually the helper found by Qinghu.

The third sister also didn't believe it, and sneered, "If Qinghu could really find such a strong helper, he should have arrived here long ago. He wouldn't have waited until now and there was no one here. This is obviously not in line with common sense!"

The fifth sister guessed randomly, "Could that girl be lost and can't find the place? I have advised her not to fight with us, but she didn't listen. Now she can't find the way. She might be crying in anxiety. I feel relieved just thinking about it!"

Qinghu's sisters can't stand Qinghu's good, and they don't want Qinghu to compete with them for the position of the saint. They hope that Qinghu will get into trouble.

But this time they are destined to disappoint their sisters.

Just when these sisters were discussing the cannon and Qinghu, the black-robed quasi-emperor remained silent, staring at Su Changge's Tianlong giant cannon with his eyes, never moving away.

A discerning person can see that the black-robed quasi-emperor is very interested in this Tianlong giant cannon. He stared at the giant cannon greedily, and his eyeballs almost fell out of his eye sockets.

The black-robed quasi-emperor really wanted this Tianlong giant cannon. He had never seen such a big cannon before. He thought this cannon was too magical, it was simply a divine object. If he could own it, it would definitely be a huge fortune.

No, this was not something that could be measured by gold, silver, or jewelry. The black-robed quasi-emperor thought this was a priceless treasure. If he could get this cannon, he would wake up with laughter in his dreams.

He wanted to own this cannon so much that he couldn't hold back his inner feelings. He walked to the front of the Tianlong giant cannon and looked at this treasure carefully. He was even not satisfied. He directly ignored his cold image as a quasi-emperor and climbed onto the Tianlong giant cannon. He kept stroking the Tianlong giant cannon with both hands and couldn't let it go!

To be honest, he wanted to take the cannon for himself, but he didn't dare to, because he guessed that the strong man who owned the cannon was most likely the one who killed two emperors at the same time, but he was the one who disdained to pick up treasures. He didn't dare to provoke such an existence. After all, the gap between his strength and that existence was too big, and the other party could kill him with just one finger.

The black-robed quasi-emperor knew very well that his strength might be very strong in front of those fox sisters, but compared with that existence, it was simply the difference between an ant and an elephant. How could he dare to provoke that person?

Another point is that he wanted to take the Tianlong giant cannon for himself, but he couldn't take it away. He couldn't even shake a bit of the cannon, so how could he take it away? Therefore, even if he wanted it again, it could only be said to be an empty dream.

The black-robed quasi-emperor lay on the Tianlong giant cannon, and was reluctant to come down. He was afraid that he would miss this village and there would be no such shop. At the same time, he was very curious why the real owner of the cannon had not appeared yet?

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At this moment, footsteps and voices came from not far away.

The black-robed quasi-emperor thought that the strong man had come and wanted to get down from the cannon. He was afraid of making the other party unhappy.

But before he could get down, he heard a low voice: "What are you doing climbing up there?"

The man was an old man in purple clothes, half black and half white hair, over 60 years old, with a pair of hooked noses and sharp eyes. He looked difficult to get along with and not easy to mess with.

Behind the old man were several middle-aged men and a young girl in a white dress. The woman had a pretty face and looked like she was participating in the Saint Maiden Competition. These people were probably the helpers invited by the girl.

The black-robed quasi-emperor mistakenly thought that the old man in purple robes was the master of the cannon. He was shocked and quickly explained: "Senior, you... don't misunderstand, I just admire it, and I don't mean anything else."

He was afraid of offending the purple-robed old man, and was afraid that the other party would slap him to death if he was unhappy.

The purple-robed old man was puzzled and said calmly: "How long you want to stay there is up to you. What do you want to say to me?"

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