Fatty distributed some recovery elixirs to his disciples, then gave them some pointers on their cultivation, and told them about the Heavenly Tribulation in detail. Perhaps because they had personally experienced the pressure of heaven and earth, there was a hint of respect in their eyes. Due to their years of cultivation, they had unconsciously developed a sense of superiority, which unexpectedly dissipated a lot.
If these three maintained their original intentions, it was not impossible for them to become great Grandmasters in the future. Lonemoon nodded in satisfaction, then let Fatty bring them away. Thinking that there were still two little bastards waiting to be dealt with in the rear hall, he walked back.
Only to find that Hong Meng, who should have been thousands of miles away, had appeared out of nowhere and was sitting inside.
"Why are you here?" Lonemoon glared at him. "You left Rabbit there alone?"
"Don't worry, Lord Lonemoon, Brother Rabbit is knowledgeable and eloquent, and most of those divine beings are already meditating, it will be fine alone." Hong Meng laughed. "What's more, I have nothing to do in Purple Night Palace, I'm really bored, the only thing I can help is at most to pass Brother Rabbit some carrots."
"We've already done your work, of course you're fine!" Lonemoon looked at him disdainfully. "I really don't know how you managed to become an ancient god, no wonder the plane was destroyed by you guys previously!"
Hong Meng felt like he was about to spit out blood, how could he not stab him? He felt so wronged he wanted to cry, but he had to maintain a smile. "Hehehe … You're right, Lord, isn't this all thanks to your help? I'm here specially to thank you for rebuilding the Heavenly Dao! "
Lonemoon narrowed his eyes and scanned him from head to toe. "Do all your planes come empty-handed to express their gratitude?"
Hong Meng stiffened, faintly feeling another stab in his chest. He had even moved his house and mountain over, what else did he want? What happened to being friends? This stab after stab was so heart-wrenching.
"You came all the way here just for this?" Lonemoon glanced at him suspiciously.
"Er …" Hong Meng rubbed his hands, his eyes drifting, and after a while, he said tentatively, "It's like this, now that the Heavenly Dao has been established. The plane crisis can be considered completely resolved, but the different races living together is after all not conducive to the plane's development. So, it's better to treat them separately. It's a pity that my magic power is weak. Moreover, I heard that the Heavenly Dao was born because of Lord Lonemoon, so could you please help … "
"Scram!" Before he could finish speaking, Lonemoon slammed the word into his face.
"Eh?" Hong Meng was stunned. Why wasn't he playing by the rules?
"If you want to divide the world, do it yourself." I don't want to care about the matters of your plane. "You don't even pay me a salary. Why should I indulge you?"
"Father Niu …" Yi Qing could not help but take a step forward as well. He pulled Lonemoon over and whispered, "You're the manager of this plane now. If you don't do anything about it, this plane will collapse." While Hong Meng did not know about this, it was good to make him work for him.
"Heh heh." Lonemoon smacked him in the face. "You two master and disciple tricked me into accepting it, and now you're blaming me?"
Yi Qing: "…" Master, I've tried my best.
Shen Ying could only carry the plate of pastries and move over, squeezing into their private chat circle. "Father Niu, this matter is already settled. What's more, this company is already yours. You're already the boss. Naturally, there won't be any salary. "
Lonemoon's eyes narrowed. His eyes were filled with the light of wisdom that saw through all the traps. "You mean, I don't have to work for you anymore?"
"Oh, that's not it." He still had to continue raising his daughter.
"Then what the hell are you talking about!" At the end of the day, he was still the one who worked himself to death. It was bad enough that he had to raise two little rascals in the past. Now, even Hong Meng was involved. What the hell was this? He even brought along the burden of an entire plane.
"…" Father Niu, who had changed his business model, was too difficult to fool. They suddenly understood the feelings of those who had been tricked by him before.
"Sigh!" Shen Ying sighed. Suddenly, she turned and stuffed the plate of pastries in her hands to Chef. She took a deep breath and reached out to grab his sleeve. Something on her body instantly dispersed. She blinked her eyes and bit her lower lip, revealing a crying expression. Her voice instantly rose and said with a hint of cuteness, "Father Niu … Are you really not going to take it?"
"Of course not …" Lonemoon subconsciously turned back. The words that were about to come out of his mouth were instantly stuck in his throat. He vaguely felt as if his heart had been hit by a huge object called "cuteness". He could not control his hands. He wanted to throw away his integrity. After trembling for a long time, he barely managed to control himself. "Shit! Don't think of using the same method that you used on Shen Jing to deal with me! "He was someone who had been cuter than Little Ying after all. He … could bear it! His head held up. He could not nod.
"Alright!" Shen Ying once again released all the laziness in her body. She kept "Shen Meng" back. "If you really don't want to take it, then forget it."
"Master …" Yi Qing was also shocked by Shen Ying's sudden action just now. He immediately sobered up and spoke up a little anxiously.
"Forget it, Chef. Don't force Father Niu." Shen Ying gave a long sigh. She tilted her head and muttered in a seemingly unintentional manner, "But I've already transferred this plane. I have to find someone to take it. It's not easy to get the plane's recognition. Other than Father Niu, I can't find anyone else. Why don't I just throw it to my big sister to manage? This place is also close to my side. She can still drop by from time to time … "
Lonemoon and Yi Qing's faces turned pale. They only felt a chill coming from the bottom of their hearts. They hurriedly interrupted her. "Alright, I'll take it!" He would take it, alright? Don't invite that big demon king over.
"Really?"
"Really!" Did he have any other choice?
"You're not forcing it?"
"… Not forcing it!" It would be strange. But forcing it was still better than being beaten to death by the big demon king!
He gritted his teeth!
"Alright, Father Niu. Thank you for your hard work, Father Niu!" Father Niu's promotion was thus happily decided. Shen Ying patted his shoulder. She took the pastries from Chef's hands. "Want some?"
"Get lost!"
"Alright."
Only then did the three of them reach a consensus. They ended the meeting and turned to return to the table. Yet they found Hong Meng looking at Shen Ying with a dazed expression. Although he couldn't hear anything, he obviously saw something. He looked like he was swept by the moe light wave tail.
What was that just now? He suddenly felt his heart beating so fast. What was with this urge to rub something? His eyes subconsciously turned to look at Shen Ying.
"What are you looking at!" The two protective friends and relatives shouted back fiercely at the same time. "What has it got to do with you?"
"No … I …" I don't know what's going on either?
"Holy shit, you dare to have a nosebleed?!"
"Master, can I kill him?!"
Shen Ying: "…"
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