Chapter 472 Threat

The old man laughed.

"Forget it!"

"You are the youngest disciple accepted by old lady Xue."

"You must be very pampered!"

"If I punish you for this little thing, the old woman will definitely not agree."

"I don't want to get entangled with your difficult master for this little thing."

Qin Shaochen was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, his new master is quite prestigious among the Jindan Zhenren.

"Come here!"

"I have something to ask you."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Qin Shaochen found that his spiritual consciousness could move again.

He quickly took it back.

At the same time, he didn't dare to waste time, and immediately got up and opened the door, ready to meet the Jindan Zhenren.

But before he walked out of the door, he found that the roof above his head had disappeared.

A green big hand reached down from the roof.

Prepare to catch him!

Qin Shaochen was startled and didn't know how to deal with the giant hand.

However, countless long swords broke through the gate, forming a stream of swords, constantly stabbing upwards towards the green hand.

"How arrogant!"

Not far away, there was another sharp shout.

Every sword that passed by Qin Shaochen pierced into the green hand in the air as fast as lightning.

Then there was an explosion.

Countless holes were blown out of the hand.

It turned out that those were not real long swords.

But like the green hand, they were also the bodies condensed by magic.

Dozens of long swords continued to explode.

The green hand finally couldn't hold on, and began to disintegrate in the air and gradually dissipated.

"Jia Wanlong, have you been the emperor for too long and forgotten yourself?"

"In the secular world, you are the number one in the Great Yan Kingdom. But in the world of cultivation, who can you be considered as?"

"You dare to arrest people in front of me. How audacious!"

An old man with white hair and a childlike face suddenly appeared beside Qin Shaochen.

The tone of his speech was very dissatisfied.

"So it's Daoist Fellow Gongsun who is here."

"This emperor didn't know in advance that Daoist Fellow was in charge of the station. Please forgive me for my impoliteness!"

A figure slowly appeared in the air.

Wearing a golden crown and stepping on floating clouds.

It was Jia Wanlong.

As if he felt that standing in the air was a bit disrespectful, the emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom let the floating clouds slowly descend.

It landed in the small courtyard outside the house.

"Daoist Fellow Gongsun, I came here for some private matters. I want to ask the little demon hunter next to you."

Without waiting for the old man with white hair and a childlike face to speak, he said to Qin Shaochen:

"My friend, let me ask you, is the head of Baichi in your hand?"

Qin Shaochen shook his head and denied it directly.

"No."

"You stinky boy, you dare to deceive this emperor."

Jia Wanlong couldn't help but be a little angry.

"Give me your storage bag. This emperor has to check it personally before he can believe what you say."

Qin Shaochen frowned when he heard it.

"No!"

"The storage bag contains all my personal belongings. I'm afraid it's not convenient to hand them over to you for inspection."

"You little brat, you dare to disobey me!"

Jia Wanlong's eyebrows stood up, and a fierce expression appeared on his face.

Qin Shaochen, however, remained calm.

"I am not a subject of the Great Yan Kingdom, but a demon hunter."

"If I remember correctly, demon hunters can travel around the world to kill demons without being restricted by the dynasty."

"You little brat, you are so bold, you really don't want to live!"

Jia Wanlong couldn't hold it back anymore and finally got angry.

Raised his hand.

A huge green palm suddenly appeared in the air.

It was bigger and thicker than the previous one!

"Jia Wanlong, are you getting a little carried away again!"

"Senior Gongsun" standing aside spoke slowly.

"If you only remember that you are the emperor of a country and forget your identity as a cultivator, I don't mind reminding you."

After that, a sword box suddenly appeared behind him.

The sword box was buzzing, as if countless long swords were about to rush out.

Jia Wanlong ignored Qin Shaochen and stared at the old man with his eyes.

"Gongsun Changjian, are you really going to turn against me for that stinky boy!"

"To you, he is just a little spiritualist in the Qi Refining Period."

Gongsun Changjian, with white hair and a young face, looked indifferent.

"But to me, he is a demon hunter in our demon-killing alliance."

"And he is talented and has a promising future."

"Tell me, can I let you bully him?"

Qin Shaochen couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this.

It seems that the bet was right!

Thinking this way in his heart, he took action.

He took a step back and stood directly behind the old man.

Jia Wanlong's face became uglier and uglier!

Anyone could see that the anger in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger!

And the green hand suspended in the air was still getting bigger and thicker!

It was like a huge piece of black iron, gently shaking in the air, and it could fall heavily at any time.

Once it fell, it would definitely turn the entire courtyard into a deep pit.

But Gongsun Changjian still had an indifferent expression.

There was even a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

The two sides were deadlocked for a while.

"Okay!" "Okay!" "Okay!"

Jia Wanlong gnashed his teeth and shouted "OK" three times.

"Since Senior Gongsun is determined to protect that kid, I will have to let him go temporarily!"

"However, in the Great Yan Kingdom, deceiving the emperor is a crime that will lead to the extermination of the clan."

"I can not care, but my subordinates may not be as generous as me."

"When the time comes, they can't bear it anymore and want to deal with that arrogant brat, I can't care so much!"

Gongsun Changjian snorted coldly.

"If your shrimp soldiers and crab generals are not afraid of death, just come over."

"It's not good for me to kill, but if someone wants to die, I won't tolerate it."

Jia Wanlong snorted angrily and ignored Gongsun Changjian.

A pair of cold eyes looked at Qin Shaochen.

"Stinky boy, you will soon know that offending a Jindan Zhenren will have serious consequences, and you can't afford it at all!"

Qin Shaochen shrugged.

It is certainly not a good thing to offend a Jindan Zhenren.

But if he gives up the benefits he has obtained after being threatened, it is not in line with his character.

"A Jindan Zhenren actually threatened a junior."

"I am embarrassed for you!"

Gongsun Changjian shook his head slowly, and the ridicule in his tone became more obvious.

Jia Wanlong was so angry that he almost exploded again.

After taking a long breath, he finally held back.

He slowly lowered his palm in advance.

At the same time, his figure began to fade slowly and gradually merged into the night.

The huge palm in the sky also disappeared at the same time.

"Thank you for your help, senior!"

Qin Shaochen hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Before Gongsun Changjian could speak, Qingya spoke first:

"Junior brother, you shouldn't call Uncle Gongsun "senior."

"You should call him Uncle Gongsun like we do."

Qingya whispered:

"Senior Gongsun is our master's senior brother, so we should call him Uncle."