Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard

  Chapter 22 The Disciple of Cultivating the Immortal Plane Obediently

   In a daze, she seemed to be dreaming of the days in the Imperial Palace again.

   "Qianzui, come quickly and play a song for me." The woman in a navy blue robe said to a figure in the distance.

   "Here we come." The person in the distance said with a depressed face, but he also walked over holding the piano.

  The woman chuckled and continued drinking.

  The person holding the piano sat down sullenly, and then played the piano on his own.

  …

  At dawn, when Mo Chen woke up, his expression was still in a daze.

   When he regained his senses, he found that the person in his arms was staring at him with a smile on his face, "Brother Huang, don't you have any plans for my younger brother?"

  Mo Chen didn't want to talk to him, let go of his arm as if nothing had happened, and then got up, "When will you return to the capital?"

  Gong Yeming raised his eyebrows, "When will the emperor go back? Why don't you give me a ride." He sat up and didn't mention what happened just now.

  Mo Chen rolled his eyes, but he didn't object, "Let's leave after breakfast." He said and sat down at the table.

  Hua Qianzui raised her eyebrows, turned over hurriedly, and smelled of alcohol all over her body, "Brother Huang, didn't you give me a bath?"

  It was only then that Mo Chen remembered last night, she only remembered that she took a shower, and rubbed her nose embarrassingly, "I forgot."

   Besides, she is not really a man.

  Gong Yeming "..."

  Don't want to talk more with Mo Chen, he just strode away and went to take a shower.

  Looking at his leaving figure, the corners of Mo Chen's mouth slightly raised, and then he drank his tea to himself. As for how the person who was taking a bath complained about her, it was not her concern.

  In my mind, I still think about the dream I had last night. It has been thousands of years, how can I still have such a dream.

   Laughed lightly, waved away the dream in his mind.

  After the meal, the two left in the same carriage. Gong Yeming lazily leaned on the carriage, enjoying himself, "Tsk tsk tsk, it is indeed the emperor's carriage, so comfortable."

  Mo Chen didn't want to talk to him, he opened the curtain, looked at the receding scenery outside, stared at the outside in a daze, it was clearly an illusion, but why he was reluctant to leave.

  Suddenly, he felt a dangerous breath coming, and before he could react, he was brought into his arms by Gong Yeming.

   "Zheng" an arrow was stably inserted into the carriage.

   "Protect the emperor." Only the sound of fighting outside could be heard.

  Mo Chen crawled out of Gong Yeming's arms, straightened his clothes, "Thank you, brother." Then he opened the curtain of the carriage and got out of the carriage, joining the fight.

  Gong Yeming curled his lips, felt the temperature in his arms, got off the carriage, and then joined the fight. The opponent seemed to have not expected that there would be more Gong Yeming and his men joining, and was quickly defeated.

Gong Yeming looked at the retreating people, and chuckled, "So weak, it's obviously a dead man pretending to be a guard." A dead man must either complete the task or die, "I'm really curious that it's the man who doesn't have eyesight, So stupid."

   Mo Chen's mouth twitched, and he glanced at him, a little helpless, "Let's go, hurry back to the capital."

Gong Yeming pursed his lips, but also got into the carriage. Afterwards, the journey speeded up, and there were many people who came to assassinate them, but they were all dealt with. When they entered the capital, Gong Yeming couldn't help but be speechless, "Brother Huang, This is too cruel, and I almost lost my life when I went out with you."

  Mo Chen rolled his eyes, "You are the one who wants to hitch a ride."

Gong Yeming raised his eyebrows, but remained silent. He really wanted to be with him, "It's also fortunate that I'm with you this time, otherwise you would be in trouble. If you were to face those guards and killers by yourself, Dead man or something, tsk tsk, the consequences are unimaginable." As he spoke, he seemed to have expected the result, and shook his head sighing.

   The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, "You can't wait for your brother to be bad, right?"

  Gong Yeming opened the folding fan with a swipe, and shook the folding fan with a sullen face, "You can't say that, your surname is Yuan, and my surname is Hua. We are not related by blood."

Mo Chen was speechless, there was still this problem, she always thought that the two were brothers, she was a little puzzled, but she raised her eyebrows and said, "Even if you and I are not brothers, you are my subject, but I have heard that, The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die."

  Gong Yeming raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, danger flashed across his amorous eyes, and then he calmed down, "Is the emperor willing?"

  Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, reluctant to part with it, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed in an illusion for such a long time, and didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, the carriage had already stopped, presumably it had already arrived.

  Suddenly the carriage shook violently, Mo Chen pursed his lips, it was time to go.

   "Hey! What's going on?" Gong Yeming watched the carriage sway left and right, and then subconsciously hugged Mo Chen in his arms.

  Mo Chen froze for a moment, then looked up at him, then closed his eyes, she had already sent someone to assassinate Gu Shiling, presumably she had died in the illusion.

   If I guessed right, the person who was sent to assassinate her these days was Gu Shiling. She was worried that she was a real person, so she didn't dare to do it herself, but what she didn't expect was her identity in the illusion.

  In other words, the stronger the strength, the higher the status in the illusion. Gu Shiling's strength is actually an oiran in the illusion, but being so famous is inseparable from the halo of the heroine.

  Just now when I left the illusion, I heard Chu Yufeng's voice, "Junior Sister, are you okay?" There was deep worry in his tone.

   "Brother, I'm fine." He said and began to meditate and adjust his breath.

   Mo Chen stood up, glanced at the formation and thought that Ming'er had already refined the fire lotus, just as he was thinking, Gong Yeming walked out, "Master."

  Mo Chen nodded, "How about it, but what difficulties did you encounter?"

  Yeming shook his head, "I was just forcibly pulled into the phantom formation during refining, but it broke through before I started breaking the formation." Some doubts, who broke the formation?

  Mo Chen thought for a while, "I think you are in the same phantom formation with me, I'm already broken."

  Yeming froze for a moment, really, what a pity.

   "Do you have no memory inside?"

  Ye Ming nodded innocently, "Master has his own memory inside, right?"

   Mo Chen did not deny it.

  Ye Ming's expression flickered, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

  The two came to sit next to the disciples of Zixuanzong, protecting the Dharma for them, some of them were advancing, and some were still in the illusion.

People in the palace gradually woke up one after another. Mo Chen took Yeming to the center of the palace, mobilized his spiritual power, and activated the teleportation array, "Everyone, enter the teleportation array." The teleportation array ten years ago was a mystery. opened.

  Every time the secret realm of Misty Peak is opened, a person will come to open the teleportation array for them and send them out of the secret realm of fantasy.

   After everyone left, Mo Chen set up an eternal teleportation array for a while, so that when he came to the Huanyao Secret Realm, he didn't need to open the teleportation array again, and led Yeming into the teleportation array.

  Walking out of the secret realm of Huanyao, people from various sects and factions came up to greet their disciples.

  Of course Jiyue ran away when he saw Mo Chen, and if he didn't run at this time, it would be better to wait.

  Mochen also found Jiyue, but thinking that his disciple no longer needed that magic weapon, he stopped chasing Jiyue and walked away directly with Gong Yeming.

   Then Jiyue became the first person who Miaoli asked for a gift but didn't bring it out.

  As soon as she entered Misty Peak, Mi'er told her that the seals of the Demon Realm and the Immortal Cultivation Realm were loose.

   Before he had time to rest for a while, Mo Chen was about to go out again, "Ming'er, the disciple recruitment ceremony in the sect is coming soon. I told you, Senior Brother Yang, that you will be in charge of the ceremony. You can make good arrangements in the next few days."

   "En." Seeing Gong Yeming nodding obediently, Mo Chen patted his head before leaving.

  (end of this chapter)