Standing under the huge plaque, Qin Xuan looked up and found that the three characters "Kunlun East" were written on it in the unique characters of the demon painter.
After looking at the archway again, I saw that it was like a door, opening into a huge barrier.
If you look down from the sky, the entire Kunlun Ancient Town is shrouded in fog. Only the four corners of the city, southeast and northwest, have an archway as the entrance and exit of the barrier.
The entrance and exit were like doors. Qin Xuan could see that the sun was shining brightly inside, without the feeling of being shrouded in thick fog at all, and it was very lively with people coming and going.
"This is Kunlun Ancient Town?"
Qin Xuan asked curiously, and Shi Qingmeng said: "Yes, this is my hometown, Kunlun Ancient Town."
"Okay, stop standing outside and come in quickly."
Shi Qingmeng is a native of Kunlun. When she walked forward, she found that the door was not open, so she looked inside to see Ying Xixi, only to find that the two big men guarding the door were leaning on the pillars of the archway, one on the left and one on the right, extremely symmetrical.
Dozing off.
These two people were very burly, their upper bodies were bare, and their explosive muscles stretched from their chests to their backs. Qin Xuan's eyes widened when he looked at them, with a look of disbelief on his face.
By the way, aren’t all demon painting masters gentle and gentle? How about such a tyrannical practitioner?
"Taihang Wangwu, you two idiots are at work now, so take a nap here!!"
However, before Qin Xuan could ask questions, Shi Qingmeng shouted angrily.
"ah!"
"Who, who is shouting?"
The two big men trembled, like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling suddenly and jumping up.
The way he looks around alertly, as if he will jump out when he finds something, is really funny.
"It turns out to be Qingmeng."
"I was shocked. I thought it was Xiaoman."
"Don't think that only Xiaoman will make a report," Shi Qingmeng crossed her hands: "If I'm unhappy, I will still go to my grandma!"
"No, no, no, no."
"No, we just slept late last night and took a nap, what about that?!"
"Then why don't you open the door quickly? I have an important guest here. I've kept you waiting for a long time. Be careful, I'll beat you up!"
Important guest?
When the two of them heard what Shi Qingmeng said, they immediately turned their attention to Qin Xuan behind her.
I saw that this was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and was dressed up. He didn't seem to be a person who painted the world of demon masters.
"This is..."
"Big shot?"
"How big is it?"
"It doesn't look big."
Listening to the two singing in harmony, Shi Qingmeng's fingers on her hand twitched slightly. She became a little angry, so she punched her.
"Woo!"
"oh!"
The two burly men knelt on their knees and bent forward. Even Qin Xuan found their pitiful appearance funny: "As for that?"
"These two guys have really embarrassed our Kunlun family."
Shi Qingmeng said: "This is the emperor's son. Do you understand, the emperor's son? The future Emperor Qi Ying will be the co-master of my demon painting master!"
"The legendary savior?"
"The one who's been reporting on solo riding recently?"
At this time, not only Taihang and Wangwu, but also the residents in the town who were closer to the entrance of the archway were looking this way.
"Who did they just say?"
"Emperor's son?"
"Is that the emperor's son? The heir to Emperor Qi Ying?"
"Oh my God, is it true? A big shot like that will come to us?"
"Quickly, go and have a look, let's go and have a look."
Soon, a large group of people gathered around. Shi Qingmeng was a little embarrassed. She looked at Qin Xuan behind her, who smiled indifferently and said it didn't matter.
To be honest, this is the first time Qin Xuan has been recognized by someone, and he has been recognized by so many people at once.
Other times, wherever I go, I look like a little transparent person. How can I be like now, three floors inside and three floors outside, surrounded by so many demon painters, and their excited eyes are not watching a show, but really painting.
He admired him as a celebrity.
"So young."
"Looks very gentle."
"This is the next generation of Emperor Qi Ying. I feel like he is a good person and will become a good emperor, right?"
"..."
The residents of the town did not have any ill intentions, and their words were not just gesticulating or flattering, but they were really talking about Qin Xuan's affairs and expressing their views on the next generation of Emperor Qi Ying.
However, this also made Qin Xuan quite strange.
Because as far as Qin Xuan knows, human demon painters have not spoken about Emperor Qi Ying for at least six thousand years. Why do people here in Kunlun Ancient Town still pay so much attention to it, and even feel a little excited?
You know, in other places, even in Buddhist cities, Baojiaxian would have special respect for Qin Xuan.
For others, calling him Emperor's Son means they think highly of him, and ignoring him is the mainstream.
"Okay, okay everyone, give way."
Shi Qingmeng stood in front of Qin Xuan, and then waved her hands. She didn't use any force. After all, the people here were the folks who had watched her grow up: "The emperor comes to our place and will stay for a while. Don't disturb me."
Under the premise of the emperor's son, you can visit, as long as the emperor is willing."
"Anyway, there is plenty of time, so don't rush."
As soon as Shi Qingmeng finished speaking, the residents became excited.
"Did you hear that, the emperor wants to live here?"
"Guangzong Yaozu, Guangzong Yaozu!"
"Where will he live?"
"Stay here with me, my family runs an inn."
"Don't mention your inn. Who is the emperor? With his status, he will not stay in an inn less than nine stars, and the food must be cooked by the chef of Chinatown. There are not hundreds or even thousands of people around him.
How dare you let him live with such a beautiful woman!"
"Yes, is that so?"
The innkeeper lowered his head in frustration, but the next moment, he stared at Qin Xuan with ardent eyes: "Emperor, you are so awesome!"
"..."
Qin Xuan was a little confused. He heard what he said just now, he heard everything.
What the hell is that nine-star inn?
The Chinatown chef, Sister Tu, can barely count, but with hundreds of beautiful women, does he usually lead such a carefree life of wine and meat?
"that..."
Qin Xuan patted Shi Qingmeng's shoulder from behind and asked, "Do you, Kunlun, have such high standards?"
"It's a small place, let's make do with it."
Shi Qingmeng seemed to think that the man was right, Qin Xuan should live such a life.
But the problem is, their Kunlun Ancient Town is not so high-end!
"Well, it's okay, I don't mind."
However, Shi Qingmeng's expression was a little bitter, and she said, "I've embarrassed you."
What?
Qin Xuan is confused, what's the problem?
Is it difficult to live without such a life?
"Others are a bit difficult, but when it comes to beauties..."
Shi Qingmeng gave Qin Xuan a look and smiled: "I think my appearance is not bad."