Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Xia Qingchen walked to the high platform and cleaned at will.

"Yo, where are the monks in the world?" Yue Mingzhu leaned against the wooden pile, smiling.

Xia Qingchen said: "Situ Feng nodded and bowed, asking people to serve him. If I didn't appreciate it, he would be hard to be a man."

Linglong squeezed her nose and looked disgusted: "It shouldn't sweep bird droppings anymore, there is so much dignity and identity!"

Xia Qingchen smiled indifferently: "Anyone who strives to make progress, regardless of embarrassment or not, deserves respect."

Work may be distinguished between high and low, but pursuing the heart of martial arts, without distinction.

"Then you sweep, let's watch." Yue Mingzhu sat on the sand, holding the chin in both hands, and looked at Xia Qingchen with a smile.

A pair of eyes that should be full of heaven and earth, but only pretended to be Xia Qingchen's serious back.

A smile that sometimes evokes, like a butterfly in the spring wind, draws a dazzling track.

"My brother Qingchen, sweeping bird droppings is so beautiful." Yue Mingzhu pursed her lips and smiled.

A cup of tea passed.

Sister Zhou patrolled around and was very satisfied with their performance. Basically, all bird droppings nearby were swept away.

She only needs to clean up the sauce mark and she is done.

"Situ Feng, why haven't you finished cleaning yet?" Sister Zhou turned back and found that the area where Situ Feng was responsible for bird droppings was not cleaned.

Situ Feng quickly explained: "Sister Zhou, I'm trying to clean up more, and I'm unconsciously delaying time."

Sister Zhou casually looked at the place where Situ Feng swept, and found that there was only a layer of sauce mark on the sweep, which met her expectations.

She misunderstood that Situ Feng was lazy and frowned: "Have you got the task easily, but stolen and tricked, as you know, how good is it to give the task to the cherished person?"

Situ Feng was full of grievances: "Sister Zhou, I don't have it. I also want to clean it like Xia Qingchen, so I want to try a few more times."

He really didn't understand why Xia Qingchen could understand such a deep skill at a glance, and he couldn't try it repeatedly.

"Really?" With a suspicious look, Sister Zhou looked at Xia Qingchen who was sweeping under the high platform in the distance.

She walked all the way and couldn't help being surprised.

There was no trace of sauce on the way, even cleaner than she did.

"How did you do it?" Sister Zhou came to Xia Qingchen and asked.

Xia Qingchen pretended to be silly: "Isn't Sister Zhou teaching me?"

"Nonsense!" Sister Zhou's eyes became sharper, and he screamed sharply: "Say, did you steal?"

Xia Qingchen was speechless. Do you still have to steal the school to sweep bird droppings?

"No." Xia Qingchen dismissed the excuse and only replied.

Sister Zhou stared at Xia Qingchen with a sharp tone: "Well, you are a white-eyed wolf! I kindly teach you to clean bird droppings, but you want to grab my rice bowl?"

Cleaning up the sauce mark is her exclusive skill that she is proud of and is the only capital that can attract the attention of the big names on stage.

If Xia Qingchen also learned, where would she be in the future?

"Okay, I don't need you here, get out!" Sister Zhou grabbed Xia Qingchen's broom and rushed.

Xia Qingchen's eyebrows frowned, and he swept bird droppings here, which hindered Situ Feng's affection.

It's not about giving Sister Zhou the face.

However, he couldn't commit a fight with the little ones, that's what Linglong said was a loss of identity.

"Sister Zhou, there is something to say, something to say." Situ Feng hurried over and accompanied the smile on the round field: "My brother does not know the rules, please forgive me."

Unexpectedly, Sister Zhou angered at him and squinted: "And you, what kind of friends are you carrying, don't you appear in front of me in the future, otherwise you will not be spared!"

Situ Feng's face was stiff, and his heart was deeper.

After all, Sister Zhou has been on Linlang Island for ten years, and his connections are much stronger than him.

"Not yet?" Sister Zhou turned her face like a book, turned her face fiercely, just like facing an enemy.

At this moment, there was movement on the high platform.

A tiny ray of sunlight pierced the clouds and the sea was about to ebb.

On the stage, an old man who presided over the group eagle meeting said loudly: "The group eagle meeting is about to start. Participants who haven't made it to the stage, please get on the stage quickly.

Sister Zhou, who was angry, had to calm down and listen quietly to the sound from the high platform.

There is one person standing above, all of them need to be there.

Because at least they all have a deep relationship with Shangzun, where can she afford it at the bottom.

In the silence of the Quartet, Xia Qingchen clenched his fists and bowed to Situ Feng: "Then I will go first, and I will have time to recollect old times."

He turned and walked towards the entrance of the high platform.

Situ froze, grabbed him with a cold sweat, and whispered quickly: "Are you crazy? What are you doing to the high platform? Can't you find death?"

Xia Qingchen smiled and patted the back of his hand: "They are calling me up!"

Instead, Situ Feng pinched him tighter and smiled and scolded: "They are calling the contestants, what are you going to do together? Don't look at the people standing above, that is where you can go?"

Linglong, who hadn’t seen it for a long time, patted his **** and stood up, took Xia Qingchen’s arm and walked away: "Master, what are you talking about with them? You’ve done your best."

Yue Mingzhu also sat up and stepped into the staircase entrance of the high platform.

The guard at the entrance bowed respectfully without stopping.

This scene made Situ Feng dumbfounded, unconsciously let go of his hand, and let Ling Long pull Xia Qingchen away.

"Farewell." Xia Qingchen once again clenched his fists and walked up the stairs side by side with Linglong.

The guard at the entrance not only bowed deeply, but also shouted "Adult".

Looking at Xia Qingchen step by step up the stairs, and finally standing on the high platform, Situ Feng raised his neck, feeling that the sky was spinning, and everything around him seemed unreal.

"Am I dreaming?" Situ Feng murmured.

He thinks that he is not as good as his Xia Qingchen, and when he first arrived in Linlang Island, he became a prominent person on the island?

His mood can no longer be described by surprise.

Because of Xia Qingchen's status, the gap between him and his mind is too big and too big for him to understand.

He was only dazed, not surprised.

"Sister... Brother Situ, who... your friend... who is it?" Sister Zhou's voice came from his ear.

Situ Feng glanced sideways and found that Sister Zhou was trembling uncontrollably.

The indifferent face and cold tone on weekdays have all changed dramatically.

Even the appellation was once the cold "Situ Feng", and it became a kind of "Situ Tushi".

Situ Feng shook his head and looked dazed: "A friend from the same hometown, but I don't know what his identity is now."

Sister Zhou suddenly grasped Situ Feng's hands with both hands, and she didn't speak well, squeezing out a very stiff smile: "Sister Si Tu, you and I are all from Beiyuan Jianzun, we are a family."