"I heard that Donghuang has been depressed and worried since he came back from Zixiao Palace. I don't know why Donghuang is worried. Kunpeng knows that his ability is limited, but he also wants to relieve Donghuang's worries, so he came to inquire." Kunpeng said.

"Alas..." Taiyi Donghuang sighed and said, "In the past, there were divisions of saints in Zixiao Palace. You were also present, so you know it."

"Could it be that the Eastern Emperor is worried about the Holy Throne?" How could Kunpeng not know about the affairs of the Zixiao Palace? When talking about this matter, Kunpeng was also filled with anger and inexplicable regret.

In the past, Hongjun became a saint and gave his first lecture in Zixiao Palace. Kunpeng arrived at Zixiao Palace early because of his extremely fast speed. When he arrived at Zixiao Palace, there were only four people sitting on the seven futons in front of him.

, Nuwa and Kunpeng sat in the fifth position. Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi came behind and sat in the sixth and seventh positions.

Before Kunpeng and Hongyun's buttocks were warm, they came to pick up Yin and Zhunti.

Seeing that the front row was full, the two of them came to Kunpeng and Hongyun with sad faces. They pitifully told them with runny noses and tears that they came from far away from the west, and they were so tired and exhausted. In short, they said so.

It's as miserable as you want it to be.

Kunpeng didn't want to give up his position when he heard this. His expression remained unchanged and he looked at it as if it was nothing. He thought to himself, since you are so tired, why are you still here? No one asked you to come to listen to the sermon.

Unexpectedly, Hongyun seemed to be moved by Zhunti's words. She stood up and gave up her seat to Zhunti.

Zhunti sat on the futon, but Qi Yin stood outside, looking at Kunpeng pitifully. Kunpeng was depressed, there are six people sitting here now, why don't you go to others to ask for a seat, why did you come to me?

Kunpeng couldn't bear the look in his eyes or the accusations from everyone in the hall, so he stood up and gave up his seat to Qi Yin.

When Zhen Yuanzi saw that both Hongyun and Kunpeng had given up their seats, he stood up and gave up the seventh seat. But at this time, no one was too embarrassed to sit down anymore. Everyone was watching.

I didn't know the significance of these seats, so I thought they were just simple seats, so I left the seventh seat vacant.

Who knew that a seat would be related to the future holy position? Kunpeng only understood it when Hongjun divided the holy position, but it was too late.

When Hongjun said that the holy throne was the front row seat, Kunpeng chewed his teeth on the spot. He was supposed to get the holy throne, but he was interrupted by Jieyin and Hongyun.

It flew away. Kunpeng's current hatred was as hard to calm down as the water in the Taotao River.

Kunpeng hated Zhuying, why didn't this boy find someone else to take the seat, but looked at me pitifully? Hated Zhunti, this boy has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and is very scheming, so he is not a good thing; Hate Hongyun, you are nosy, you yourself

Why are you holding me back when you want to die?

Kunpeng knew very well the anguish in Donghuang Taiyi's heart. This time he came to look for Donghuang Taiyi with the same intention of Hongmeng Ziqi.

"Exactly! The matter of the holy throne is of great importance, more important than wealth and life. How can I not be upset?" Donghuang Taiyi did not hide it and said with a grimace.

"Don't worry, Emperor Dong. Although the saints have obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi now, it is extremely difficult to refine it. We don't know when and what month it will be. If we take advantage of them and snatch the Hongmeng Purple Qi while they haven't refined it yet,

Come..." When he said this, Kunpeng deliberately used an accent, but did not say it clearly. The implication of this sentence could not be more obvious.

After hearing what Kunpeng said, Donghuang pretended to be energetic and praised: "This is a very good plan." But he was thinking secretly in his heart, "It seems that there are many people who have this idea of ​​Hongmeng Ziqi."

After pondering for a moment, Donghuang Taiyi stroked his forehead and made a distressed gesture, "Although this plan is good, it has its shortcomings. If the demon master can think like this, others can certainly think of it, and I am afraid that there are also many people who have this idea of ​​Hongmeng Purple Qi.
Chapter completed!