Finally, under Yanyan's persuasion, the deputy host went to the small wing where Di Qing was imprisoned.
The clear and bright emperor's son has changed little from when he was first imprisoned.
The expression on his face still hasn't changed much, and the clothes on his body are relatively clean.
The deputy landlord laughed and said, "It seems that Mr. Emperor is living quite well in our place."
Di Qing's eyes fell on the deputy building owner, and after a moment's hesitation he said, "Uncle has surrounded Jiuhuan Mountain."
The deputy landlord raised his eyebrows, "Well, so what?"
"The fighting power of the Gods is not as simple as you think." Di Qing said calmly, "Uncle and the others are standing still at the foot of Jiuhuan Mountain. Are you not worried at all?"
"The seal array arranged by my Lord is indeed very powerful, but those seals are of great use against you ordinary human cultivators."
"But now you are facing tens of thousands of armies of gods."
"How long do you think it can resist?"
The deputy landlord pulled a stool and sat down in front of Di Qing, and smiled at him, "Master Di, what do you want to say?"
"I can help you talk to your uncle."
The deputy landlord almost laughed out loud, then shook his head, "I can't agree to this. After all, you were kidnapped by our landlord. No one can let you go on his own initiative except the landlord."
Di Qing took a deep breath, "Then when will your host arrive?"
The auxiliary building team looked him up and down, holding his chin and laughing, "I thought Mr. Emperor was quite calm. He never cried or made trouble or said anything these days. So his patience has run out."
Di Qing glanced at him with an indifferent expression, "I want to save you."
The deputy landlord waved his hands with a nonchalant expression on his face, "Mr. Emperor, you really don't understand our little landlord."
The little poster is usually quite good at throwing his hands away, but he is also really considerate when things happen.
With such a big thing happening in Jiuhuan Mountain, maybe the little poster is rushing here.
The deputy landlord smiled and said, "Don't worry, we have to wait and see what the situation will be like."
The little poster is rushing back, so why doesn’t the Lord of the Gods rush back with him?
"Maybe it's an internal dispute among your God Clan? We, the best in the world, can still be waving flags, shouting, applauding and watching the excitement!"
Di Qing's eyebrows were deeply furrowed.
This is exactly what he doesn't want to see.
His original intention was to ask the deputy landlord to talk to his uncle together. It would be best to persuade his uncle to go back before Jiang Si came back.
But now this is the case.
It seems that the deputy landlord himself knows what might happen next.
The deputy landlord seems quite... happy to see the outcome.
Also, it would be nice to watch the Gods fight against each other while they watch from the sidelines.
At most, we can lend them the venue at the foot of Jiuhuan Mountain to play, which is easy.
Di Qing pursed his lips and said, "Actually, you are not from Gujiang, so there is no need to wade through this muddy water."
The deputy host rolled his eyes and felt that there was no need to continue the conversation. He stood up and said, "We only recognize the host, no matter if she is the host or Empress Gu Jiang. After entering the first building in the world, she will be alive or alive."
Even if they die, they are all our little landlord’s people.”
Di Qing's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter. He stared at the deputy landlord's exiting figure and suddenly said loudly, "If Jiang Si comes back, please let me meet her."
It is necessary for the God Clan and Gu Jiang to sit down and have a serious talk.