No Love

Chapter 199 Meng Tingting, stop talking nonsense!

"The head of the Tong government, Nan Li, came to offer condolences."

Nan Li walked over leisurely, and the guard beside him was carrying a huge mahogany box. He walked in front of the bamboo desk, bowed first, and then announced his position and name.

The guard placed the mahogany box on the table, and the Imperial Guards came over immediately to count it.

At this time, Meng Yi came over and directed several people who looked like they were in power to hang up a huge orange-yellow banner. The bright red handwriting on the banner was large characters made of red silk:

With a gift of a thousand gold coins, you can enter the mourning shed for a moment.

A gift of ten thousand gold coins is enough to get one meal in the tent.

Nan Li glanced at the banner without any surprise in his eyes. Compared to her cheating me of my money, this could be considered showing mercy?

After checking the number, the Imperial Guards shouted, "Nan Li, the head of the Tong government, gives a gift of three thousand gold coins."

Meng Yi's face was full of smiles, and he didn't look like his master had died at all, but as if he was celebrating a great event:

"Master Nan, please come in."

"I'd better wait."

Nan Li bowed and declined.

"After all, I can only stay in there for three quarters of an hour."

"well."

Meng Yi turned around after saying this, curled his lips and whispered to himself:

"If you want to watch the fun, I'll let you watch enough."

Liu Xiaoqiao has rolled up her sleeves.

"The Demon Lord comes to offer condolences from the bottom of his heart."

Xue Mo led the demons to descend from the sky. The demons were all wearing dark blue robes, like gods of war descending from the earth.

Their monarch, Congxin, was lazily sitting in the chariot, his eyes narrowed, a slight smile on his lips, as if he was looking at Nanli.

The crowd watching retreated one after another, leaving Scar Red, who had no idea what the Demon Lord was, where he was.

She was still looking at Liu Xiaoqiao with a smile.

Xue Mo ignored her and led the demon soldiers around her and landed somewhere else.

He doesn't have the guts to show off in the little witch's jurisdiction.

Xue Mo took the lead and walked to the front of the table. With a thought, a three-foot-high red coral appeared on the table.

Nan Li took a glance and found that this thing looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The second demon general came over and flicked his fingers lightly, and a black jade-carved harp fell onto the coral.

Meng Yi walked forward with a wry smile and quickly put away the Mo Yuqin.

Nan Li didn't see it clearly, but Huang Longxian could see it clearly. This black jade harp was a treasure handed down from an ancient god... the Eight Treasures Black Jade Harp.

Rumor has it that this zither is both good and evil. The pure and kind-hearted descendants of heaven cannot play it, and the murderous demon king also cannot play it.

During the Middle Ages, there was an ancient sage who played this zither. The sound of the zither was melodious, and wherever the sound reached, the dead grass turned green again and the fallen flowers became more beautiful.

The people who listened to the piano were immersed in the sound of the piano. The monsters were directly upgraded to monster fairies, and the divine beasts successfully transformed in an instant. Even those mediocre immortals were directly promoted to Daluo Jinxian!

I just don't know where this precious zither has ended up since then. Today, as a "Mr. of Rites", I have the chance to see it.

Girl, is this a gift from him for your fourth identity?

The third demon general came over and waved his hand, and a small golden mountain appeared in front of the camp gate.

The fourth demon general gave him a thousand pigeon egg-sized night-shining pearls. Fortunately, he was considerate and put them in a box. Otherwise, Meng Yi would have to borrow the Eight Treasures Heaven-swallowing Box from Bei Xuan on the spot.

The fifth demon general gave a colorful gemstone, which was not only pure in color but also one of the best in size. It filled up an entire purse!

Meng Yi estimated: about 8,000 pills.

The sixth one was Congxin, who nodded towards Nanli with a bright smile.

Nan Li turned away in annoyance. This guy is shameless:

He must have dug up the gem mines on the top of the Five Sacred Mountains!

Bah, how despicable! You're using my things to do you a favor!

Meng Yi welcomed them in with a smile.

"Immortal Lord Dong Ling, come... and take a look."

Immortal Lord Dongling, who came riding on a cloud, stared at the banner dancing in the wind and changed the subject halfway through his words.

He floated down, holding a whisk in one hand and stroking his beard with the other, and stood beside Huang Longxian with a smile, greeting him quietly:

"Old Huang, keep an eye on it later. Let me go in and take a look when I have a chance."

Huang Longxian picked up the gift list and waved it in front of him.

"I don't have any money. You know I don't enjoy the incense of the world. I don't accept bribes. I rely on the salary given by your majesty. I know how to live as long as I don't starve. How can I have the spare money to burn paper for him?"

Dong Ling Xianjun didn't believe that the God Emperor died just like that. The girl was so angry that she had no place to vent. If she didn't make trouble to vent her anger, she would get sick.

The huge Dongling Immortal Palace either has no money or does not want to spend money on meaningless things.

"That's not my business."

Old Huanglong smiled.

"She has clearly marked the price, why is she still afraid of some old iron-haired rooster?"

Dong Ling Xianjun's eyes flickered, and one hand subconsciously touched his purse. After a moment, he shook his head and said sternly: "No money, no money."

"The demon king has arrived."

"The Bird King Kun has arrived."

"The White Tiger King has arrived."

"The Azure Dragon Saint has arrived."

"The King of Sparrows has arrived."

……

There were streams of light in the sky in front of the camp gate, and a group of immortals and powerful people arrived one after another.

They didn't dare to express their condolences. They just came to help.

The return of the God Emperor is no longer a secret, and he has already met everyone at the Guihe Peak God Conference.

Although the situation was disrupted by Yun Xiang's appearance, it did not prevent everyone from knowing that the God Emperor had returned.

As for this mourning shed, it is understandable to pay tribute to one's past life.

What's more, the treasury is empty, so it is human nature to take the opportunity to collect some money.

We can't let that teacher go for nothing. The Shen family doesn't need this little money anyway. As for us, we can just think of it as a gift to the children... some kind of living expenses.

"The disc king Shen Youan came to pay his respects."

A feminine voice was heard, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice:

A team of imperial guards in dark green uniforms came marching towards them in a mighty procession.

Sitting in the middle of the carriage was the King of Dishes, Shen Youan, wearing a jade crown, an apricot-colored robe, and a royal jade belt with eight treasures tied around his waist.

Her face is as white as jade, her lips are as white as rouge, her nose is high, and her pair of peach blossom eyes are full of affection when she looks at everyone.

"Your Majesty, why don't you wait for me? If you leave like this, how can I survive alone?"

A pretty woman, wearing a big white flower on her head, a hemp rope around her waist, and holding a mourning stick, stumbled out of the carriage of Disc King Shen Youan.

Crying, shouting, running, sad, screaming, crying out loud, heartbroken,

"Your Majesty, I am Tingting. Your Tingting is here to see you. Please take your time on the road to the underworld, and I will be a pair of mandarin ducks in the underworld with you..."

The woman cried so sadly that Nan Li couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Cousin, don't be sad, and cry slowly."

King Kun was a little embarrassed and rushed out to intercept him.

"You haven't even seen whether the person is dead or alive, how can you cry like this?"

"Cousin, please let me accompany His Majesty. I can't live a day without him."

Meng Tingting pulled King Kun without any hesitation, not afraid of the many eyes in front of the camp at all.

Pulling and crying,

"Your Majesty has only been back for a short time! And you've already been exhausted to death by this little witch..."

King Kun covered Meng Tingting's mouth with his hand, cold sweat instantly soaked his back, and he shouted:

"Tingting, if you keep talking nonsense, your cousin will punish you according to family rules!"