"I am a follower, not a thug." Meng Zheng thought for a while and said.
"Followers are also thugs. Since you have become a follower of Chu Xi, it is like selling yourself into a slave. You have to be the first to do anything. Have you ever seen those bastards of your Meng family? They are like that." Lan Xinyu said seductively.
.I don’t know what happened to this Meng Zheng, but he just lost an arm. Logically speaking, others should be enlightened after being stimulated. Instead of being enlightened, this guy has become stupid.
"I understand." Meng Zheng said thoughtfully. In fact, he did not become stupid, but he was defeated by Ling Chuxi repeatedly. His arm was severely damaged by the abolished cultivation base, and all his arrogance and arrogance were lost.
He was struck to the point of losing his existence, and his character also changed dramatically. He completely put aside distracting thoughts and pursued martial arts with all his heart, without thinking too much about other things.
"That's right, followers should act like followers. Come on, give me a smile first." Lan Xinyu joked proudly when she saw that her tireless teachings had finally worked.
"Sorry, I'm not a professional artist." Meng Zheng said seriously.
Lan Xinyu had a look of astonishment on her face. Who said this guy has become stupid? Isn't he quite smart? He even learned some bad jokes. He's not selling himself yet, no! Even if he sells her, he won't take it!
"Pfft!" Ling Chuxi couldn't help but laugh out loud. This guy, despite his cold face becoming like a ghost, seems to be much more interesting than before.
Soon, Ling Chuxi and others came to a hall.
At this time, Ge Lao and other cultivators also gathered in the hall. They have been traveling between Zhongtian Territory and Xiaojingtian Territory all year round. They have long been familiar with the sea areas along the way and noticed something strange.
In addition to them, all the other guards on the Qingyun Shuttle were also summoned to the hall.
"What's going on? Do you know where this place is? Why don't you get out quickly?" Ling Bo angrily yelled at the guards.
"Uncle Ling, it's none of our business. Manager An insisted on coming." A guard looked at Ling Bo with fear and explained. Although Uncle Ling is no longer the steward of Qingyun Shuttle, he has been in charge of Qingyun Shuttle for many years.
, his majesty is not diminished even when he starts a fire, not to mention that most of these guards were brought out by him, so they are naturally afraid of him.
"If he comes, will you let him come? He doesn't know the danger of Wugenhai, don't you know it too?" Ling Bo became furious when he heard this.
"Of course we know, but he has a formation disk in his hand." The guard said helplessly.
The movement of flying spiritual weapons is controlled by formations. This work is usually done by guards. However, in order to prevent individual guards from harboring alien intentions, the stewards also have formation disks on their bodies. They can also be controlled through the formation disks, although it is not as good as directly controlling the formations.
The law is so arbitrary, but it is still possible to change the direction.
In the past, these array disks were in Ling Bo's hands, but now they naturally fell into An Xiuwen's hands.
"An Xiuwen, do you know where this place is? Get back quickly!" After hearing the guard's words, Ling Bo realized that this was all An Xiuwen's fault and shouted at An Xiuwen.
"Isn't it just a rootless sea? What's there to be nervous about?" An Xiuwen said disapprovingly while sitting on the Grand Master's chair, holding the array plate in his hand while admiring the scenery outside the window.
"Since you know it's a rootless sea and you still dare to go deep into it, are you really desperate for your life?" Ling Bo said angrily and anxiously.
"What, this is the Wugen Sea!"
"Quickly exit, An. If you want to die, you can die on your own. Don't drag us to support you."