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Chapter 2065 The real owner of the Eight Desolate Hotel (1)

There was a burst of laughter and some doubts sounded around him.

"The high-level God Emperor is actually a servant? What's going on? When did the God Emperor become a cabbage?"

The Divine Emperor is a cutting-edge force in the Nanming Realm. Except for those old monsters of the Divine Emperor who are rare in a century, this class of cultivators are almost the ones who walk horizontally in the Nanming Realm.

The high-level divine emperor is even more superior among the masters. It is hard to see one in an ordinary area within a radius of thousands of miles. No wonder the divine emperor dares to be so arrogant, because he has his own support.

Unfortunately, I got the iron plate today.

"The high-level divine emperor is indeed rare." The person who was dining on the other side shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that the place where he was in trouble was the Bahuang Hotel.

Even the people from Sifang Pavilion dare not provoke this Bahuang Hotel. I heard that the power behind it is very strong."

The people who listened to him rolled their eyes.

If the high-level god emperor is used as a waiter, can the backstage not be strong?

Facing four waiters with a stronger aura than themselves, the guy who was in trouble was also timid, "It's obvious that they have had trouble, why are they just driving me not to drive them?

You must take a bowl of water flat!"

Yun Qingyan looked at the Divine Emperor with a smile. Although his cultivation was quite high, he spoke quite down-to-earth.

A waiter just looked at him coldly, then put his right hand on his shoulder and saluted Feng Liao, "Master Feng, what should I do with this person?"

"Feng... Lord Feng?" The person who was arrested was dumbfounded. He felt that the guy he wanted to have a date was the owner of the Bahuang Hotel?

"Emperor?" Feng Liao looked at Yun Qingyan.

Yun Qingyan's mouth twitched, wasn't he telling him not to call her the emperor?

However, looking at Feng Liao's serious face, Yun Qingyan also felt that it was impossible to call him change his name.

"Let's go." Yun Qingyan said.

This incident was indeed angering people by Feng Liao's words.

The chain of contempt between the high and low planes seemed to be passed down. People in the Nanming Realm also looked at the people of Shengyuan Da 6 in this way. She still felt a bit empathetic to him.

Several waiters looked at Feng Liao and released the person with Feng Liao's permission.

Ji Siwen refused to give in, "Brother, let's go out to gesture?"

He still doesn't know what it feels like to fight with a high-level god emperor.

"No." The high-level divine emperor shook his head and looked at Feng Liao with fear.

He was not afraid of Ji Swen, but he was afraid of the adult behind the Bahuang Hotel.

After the man finished speaking, he hurriedly left.

"Sweeping away." Ji Swen flattened his mouth in dissatisfaction, and the seemingly gentle and well-behaved baby's face was desolate.

Huo Yichen looked at Feng Liao in a visiting manner, with a sense of scrutiny in his eyes, "Since this Feng Guardian is the owner of the Bahuang Hotel, why couldn't he free up several rooms yesterday?

As far as I know, the top three floors of Bahuang Hotel are for the high-rise buildings and some famous family sect elders and patriarchs to rest, and no rent is allowed."

Yun Qingyan remembered that the one he lived in was the top floor? It turned out that this hotel was really Feng Liao and their property?

"Wow! Brother Feng! You are too unfavorable!" Yu Dapang pointed at him accusedly. But after a day of getting along, he became familiar with Feng Liao.

"Cough cough." Feng Liao coughed a few times. Could it be that he said that his master ordered them to separate them?

That must not work.
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