Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

The woman's voice is so recognizable that it's hard to forget.

She walked out from behind Feng Jiuming and looked at Gu Yanming with a smile on her face.

"I don't understand what you're saying"

When Gu Yanming saw that it was her, he couldn't help but have a bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't ask too many questions in public.

"Junior brother, how come you don't understand what I'm saying? If you don't understand, why are your brows furrowed so tightly?"

As she spoke, she walked down another step, her tall figure curved forward and backward, and she touched his forehead with her slender fingers.

"Nothing, you're worrying too much, Senior Sister."

Gu Yanming waved her hand aside the moment she was about to touch him, and looked at him with bright eyes.

"I think... Senior Sister is right."

A voice came from behind the woman, and a hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Then what do you mean..."

Before Gu Yanming finished speaking, he heard Feng Jiuming say, "This matter is already very clear, the minority obeys... the majority"

Feng Jiuming tilted his head slightly after he finished speaking, and the smile on his lips continued

"Brother...but there is nothing right now...how can you be so arbitrary?"

Bei Ming broke free from Bei Yuan's restraints and stepped forward to argue.

"But now we have witnesses and physical evidence, how can you..."

Feng Jiuming changed his usual behavior and walked forward with a smile on his face, as if he was going to his place.

Bei Yuan, who was behind the man in red, rushed between the two men and blocked them, staring at him intently.

Feng Jiuming frowned slightly and stopped.

"You are such a well-behaved disciple. I am worthy of being your disciple."

A woman's mocking voice sounded and she walked past Feng Jiuming.

"That's better than... that"

Bei Ming suddenly seemed to be stuck in his thoughts, with a confused look on his face.

"Holding the emperor hostage to control the princes"

Bei Yuan in front of Bei Ming said coldly

“Yes, that’s it.”

Bei Ming clapped his hands, looked through Bei Yuan's earlobe and looked at the man and woman in front of him.

"Hahahaha"

The sudden silence seemed like the calm before the storm. It was only a few seconds before the crowd burst into laughter.

"why are you laughing"

Bei Ming, who was standing behind Bei Yuan, looked at the man in white clothes who was bending over in front of them with laughter, and he was quite puzzled.

"Hahaha, Bei Ming still needs his own disciples to remind him. And although your words are very interesting, you are talking about Senior Sister, the one who is holding the emperor hostage?"

Feng Jiuming stopped laughing after he finished speaking and looked at them intently.

"Well, isn't it?"

Bei Ming rushed to Bei Yuan's side and held Bei Yuan's fingers tightly, as if to cheer himself up.

"So do you think you guessed it right?"

Feng Jiuming smiled, with a bloodthirsty feeling.

"I...how would I know?"

Bei Ming was frightened by the feeling all over his body and shuddered.

"Then you just watch it"

The smile on Feng Jiuming's face grew wider and wider, and his arm slowly stretched out to his side.

But just as he was about to grab a glimpse of whiteness in that direction, he heard a stern middle-aged voice behind him.

"The master has just woken up, he must be feeling uncomfortable and needs to rest more... Langyuan, why don't you take the master to rest quickly?"

The middle-aged man's voice rang out among the crowd. Everyone looked at him. Just as the purple-clothed man beside him was about to step forward, he saw the man standing next to the woman step forward as if he had received some instructions and supported Feng Jiuming's arm.

"Master, be careful!"

The voice is soft and gentle, just like a little rabbit

"good....."

Feng Jiuming didn't say anything loudly at this moment, but just replied blankly...

After a while, Feng Jiuming also walked back to the room with the help of Lang Yuan, while the others looked at the middle-aged man as if waiting for an answer.

The middle-aged man seemed to understand something, looking at them and pinching his beard

"I know what you want to ask, but now you just need to know that the current leader is no longer the same as before. Although he is a little weird, he is still the leader you are familiar with. He will never..."

"But we all saw it just now..."

A handsome young man in the crowd looked at the middle-aged man with suspicion.

"So what did he do? Tell me about it."

"That's not the case..."

The boy spoke in a low voice, but his words were like a small stone dropped into the calm water, splashing ripples.

"So you mean it will only be considered serious when he does something?"

In the silent crowd, Gu Yanming slowly raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man who looked determined to win.

"How could that be, Gu Yanming, please stop exaggerating."

The woman next to him jumped out of the box as if she had taken some fake medicine.

"Senior sister, how can you be so ungrateful? Just now you clearly..."

"There's nothing going on, you're just worrying about nothing"

The woman rolled her eyes at the others and crossed her arms.

"If you don't know how to appreciate kindness, whoever helps her is a dog"

Bei Ming was furious, and he pulled Bei Yuan away from the crowd.

Gu Yanming, who was standing at the head of the crowd, knew that it was useless to say anything more, so he could only bow and take a deep look at the house and the people standing in front of it before leaving. Then he left, no longer paying attention to the noise behind him.

“They are just jealous”

The woman said with an unconvinced look on her face, but her eyes were full of indifference, but full of excitement.

"master....."

The woman standing on the other side reached out and tugged at her sleeve, glancing towards the house.

The woman seemed to sense something and was about to rush in immediately, but before she raised her foot, she suddenly turned around and looked at the man and said, "You don't have to go in, just let Shuoyan follow you. You...you go back and clean up the Wenyan pit. Make sure there is no odor left before I go back, otherwise you will be in trouble when you go back."

He covered his nose with a hint of disgust before walking in.

The one who was named, Shuo Yan, looked at her with a look of anticipation before following her in...

The clouds were hazy, the rosy clouds were endless, and the entire mountain gradually merged into the darkness.

"I'm so angry... I don't know how to appreciate a good person. As expected, we are all the same, birds of a feather. As expected, we are not the same kind of people... Let him kill her, and she will know who is right..."

A figure kept moving around in the fading glow, becoming more and more dense and louder.

"I know that if I look at you from childhood to old age, I will never make a mistake...."

"Please be quiet for a moment"

In the darkness, a man's cold voice penetrated the darkness and came to the side of the wandering figure.

"No, I will curse him, her, and you to death"

"Why, are you sure?"

The voice was neutral, just like a normal question.

"Master, are you sure you can beat Uncle Shi?"

This time the sound came from the door, followed by a candlelight that gradually brightened and a figure holding it.

"Ayuan, do you look down on your master so much?"

Under the light of the candle, a man in a half-dressed red robe appeared in the middle, and on the other side, a pair of black eyes that seemed to have been silent for a long time suddenly looked at the man holding the candle.