Looking at the present day, there are many people who are afraid of losing to it, but Yuanyang is the only one who really doesn't even have the courage to resist.

He stayed away again and again, but he was still being pulled involuntarily, which made him feel extremely frustrated.

And the indelible hatred for Chu Mengyao!

Even though she cooperated so well, she knew everything, and even though she was very humble and respectful, she still gave it to Emperor Yuanyang without mercy!

"How long will he stay in the Suspended Heavenly Palace? Where is my chance?"

Sitting on the edge of the Heavenly Palace, Qi Cang's face looked extremely ugly.

He pondered and thought hard, extracted all the memories of his previous life, looked at them everywhere, pondered them over and over again, and looked for the opportunity to escape.

I am also sorting out all the legends about this Yuanyang Emperor in my memory.

And in the end, he suffocated.

A thousand years!

A thousand years!!

According to legend, Emperor Yuanyang has never appeared in front of others for a thousand years in order to build the "Heaven Court" and to build the heaven!

"One thousand years! One thousand years, I will have no chance, no chance..."

Qi Cang was extremely distressed and even felt despair.

He lived for a lifetime, and most of the opportunities he had mastered were in this thousand years. This not only included the adventures of others, but also the opportunity to be promoted to the king!

If he was trapped and died here for a thousand years, he would have no chance of rising up and surpassing his previous life.

He was angry and almost whistled to the sky to vent his indignation and unwillingness, but in the end, he endured it.

Because of a huge figure as strong as a mountain, he came to him.

‘Chongtian Pill…How many pills do you have to take this day?’

Looking at the burly man who didn't forget to take pills while walking, Qi Cang slapped his face and wanted to squeeze out a smile but was broken by a sentence:

"Master, I want to see you."

Zhu Dahai glanced at his little spot who could not see his own Bo Linggaier and said in a urn.

In his ears, a golden-winged roc, half the size of an ordinary boy, poked out his head and was also looking at Qi Cang.

"finally......"

Hearing this sentence, the smile that had not yet been squeezed out on Qi Cang's face disappeared, but strangely, he felt no slight uneasiness in his heart.

There is a kind of relaxation like an amnesty.

"A weird little guy."

Zhu Dahai was extremely sensitive and noticed the changes that had taken place in Qi Cang, but he just muttered and ignored them.

Qi Cang didn't say much, stood up, tidied up his clothes without any wrinkles, and walked towards the hall with a serious expression.

The most painful thing is never the result, but the process of waiting for the result.

Qi Cang calmed down and was reorganized by his broken mood again and again. In a trance, he seemed to have recovered his mood before being robbed.

He even had the courage to face Emperor Yuanyang.

Huh ~

Qi Cang stepped into the hall with a slightly dim light, and never waited for him to truly see the highest true face in the world.

I heard a long sigh, conveying from the depths of my body:
Chapter completed!