Chapter 1180: Little Guoguo Showing Off III
Even the pot who was chasing after the crowd stopped and looked down at Emperor Xuan Yuan who was standing underneath it.
Yes, this pot did not have eyes, but Emperor Xuan Yuan kept feeling that it was looking at him.
It was like looking at him as if he was a pot of food that it could cook.
It was an eerie feeling that left him terrified.
The huge pot pondered for a moment and appeared before Emperor Xuan Yuan. The whole rusty iron pot smashed down on him. This violent force finally made Emperor Xuan Yuan understand the pain the other emperors had felt.
Painful!
Too painful!
Since he had broken through to Holy Warrior tier, his head had long become as strong as iron. This was the first time he was experiencing the pain from being knocked like this in many years.
In his anger, Emperor Xuan Yuan no longer bothered about Nan Xian, but used his sword to slash at the iron pot.
Only to hear a ‘crack’…
His sword that was forged using Cold Star Iron had snapped into two pieces.
Emperor Xuan Yuan’s body stiffened. He stiffly raised his head and looked at the appearance of the iron pot that had acquired a little crack on its surface.
The surface that was broken was the layer of rust that had long rusted. The other parts of it were unharmed.
“Emperor Xuan Yuan, this woman is a devil.” Emperor Ao Tian held his head that had already been knocked uncountable times as he cried in a pitiful manner. “I clearly saw that this pot was released by this woman. She is a devil! Emperor Xuan Yuan, let’s leave.”
Emperor Xuan Yuan also felt fearful in his heart. But if he ran away, his reputation would be ruined. How would he rule Xuan Yuan Kingdom in the future?
If this were spread out, he really would not be able to face the world anymore.
Therefore, Emperor Xuan Yuan spoke in a serious and steady manner with a straight face, “Am I the kind of person who would run away? It is just an iron pot. Could it possibly knock me to death? Furthermore, even if I die here, I would have died with dignity. At least I am worthy of the people of Xuan Yuan Kingdom. I am dying for Fang Zhu mainland. Therefore, I would rather not be a deserter!”
He looked upright, just, and awe-inspiring. His face was cold and his words were righteous.
All the kingdoms’ emperors looked at Emperor Xuan Yuan in awe.
Of course, if his legs could stop shaking, perhaps they would believe in him a little more.
“Buzz buzz buzz.”
The huge pot got angry and it leaped up and stuffed all those people before it into itself as fast as it could.
It even took out some c.u.min, sesame oil, salt, pepper, and chili from an unknown place and poured everything inside it.
The huge pot’s actions were too fast. It was so fast that before anyone could react, those people were already inside it, desperately struggling but in vain.
“Wow, is Little Guoguo making food?”
Qing Han smelled the fragrant c.u.min, and without Feng Ruqing’s agreement, she came out from the medium.
Not only were the other people stunned, even when Gu Yiyi was stunned and seemed surprised when she saw Qinghan appear out of thin air.
“Xiao Qing, do you have a storage bag that can store living things?”
Otherwise, how could Little Qing Han suddenly appear? Previously, she had thought Qing Han and Fu Chen, these two spirit beasts, had left beforehand. She had never thought that Feng Ruqing had brought them both with her.
Feng Ruqing’s smile was a little awkward. “Yes.”
After replying, she lightly pinched the back of Qing Han’s hand, but she suddenly saw Mu Qingyin’s contemplative gaze on her.
A storage bag that could store living things—such a thing could be used to cheat Gu Yiyi, but if she wanted to hide this from Second Uncle, that would be a little difficult.
Good thing Mu Qingyin did not ask anything and simply looked at the battlefield.