"What the hell!"
> "Where's my chair? It's such a big chair. I haven't taken it out much during this time. Why is it missing?"
"I wonder if my storage bag is leaking?"
Ye Qingyun found that the solid gold Taishi chair he loved so much was missing.
I searched for a long time but couldn't find it.
This made Ye Qingyun wonder if there was a thief in this fairy court who stole his chair.
But then I thought about it, my chair was just made of pure gold, and there was nothing special about it other than that.
This fairy garden is full of gods. Who would be interested in a golden chair?
Seeing Ye Qingyun sweating profusely as he dug out his storage bag, Da Mao lying next to him felt guilty, his eyes wandering around, and he pretended not to notice.
It wasn't until Huikong came back that Ye Qingyun forgot about the golden chair.
"Why did you just come back? I'm afraid I can't stay in this fairy court anymore. It's too chaotic. Let's go back to Fuyun Mountain quickly!"
As Ye Qingyun spoke, he was busy packing things into his storage bag.
"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, the water is still pouring outside, and it will flood my forest soon."
Huikong smiled slightly.
"Holy Son, the chaos in Immortal Court has been settled."
"What?"
"Donor Hao Wuji has succeeded and ascended to the position of Immortal Lord. Today's Immortal Court will soon have a new atmosphere."
"What the hell???"
Ye Qingyun was completely shocked.
My jaw almost dropped to the ground.
"Is that boy really an immortal?"
Huikong nodded.
"How dare the young monk deceive the Holy Son? This matter will soon spread throughout the entire Immortal Court and even all the major Immortal Domains."
"Fuck!!!"
Ye Qingyun jumped up immediately.
"Then you have to run away quickly!"
"I tortured this kid severely before, and now that he has become an immortal, why should he torture me to death?"
"Run!"
Chapter completed!