As time was tight, Lonemoon did not contact him beforehand but looked to Yi Qing and said, "Chef, open a door!"
Without any delay, Yi Qing directly conjured a seal and opened a realm gate, almost in the same moment, a white light flashed and another figure appeared in the room. Dressed in black, full of Immortal Qi, he had his head bowed in remorse and grievance, his arms were tightly wrapped around a brand new— washboard!
It seemed like he had yet to realize that his location had changed. He continued articulately and loudly, "Little Yu, I was wrong! It was all because Little Black dragged me to go drinking, I didn't mean to stay out the whole night." As he went on, he put the washboard down and kneel on it, readily without the slightest hesitation.
Lonemoon: "..."
Yi Qing: "..."
Shen Ying: "..."
Um... should they come back for him another time?
"Little Yu, it's really all Little Black's fault, he insisted on dragging me out to drink. And even said that Senior Sister Little Hong has another demon now and he was very sad. My heart softened in that moment and who knew as we drank and drank I just became drunk."
Feng Ying was bawling with tears and mucus, hearing no answer from the other party for a long while, he then lifted his head. "Little Yu, I really was wrong... what the f*ck!" Feng Ying then got a clear look of the three people before him and stood up abruptly. "Why are you guys here!"
[Ding, discovered Big Boss, please greet Big Boss!]
He had not time to be surprised, a familiar voice sounded by his ears in the next moment, his legs turned to jelly and he fell back onto his knees. His movement was so exaggerated that the washboard let out a boom, yet that washboard even seemed to be an artifact.
Ow~~~~~~~
Feng Ying felt a burning pain shoot up from his knees, so painful that his entire person crouched up, his face was turning purple!
Lonemoon: "..."
Yi Qing: "..."
Shen Ying: "..."
Mm, a really polite system!
"System!" Feng Ying roared with clenched teeth, just how many more times does this system that goes mad every time it sees Shen Ying going to do him in?
"Coughs... Feng Ying." Lonemoon could not bear to see that and went forward to help him up. "Um... are you okay?"
Feng Ying then hissed as he rubbed his knees that felt broken and stood up. "Do I look okay to you?"
"Take a seat first!" No way out, Lonemoon could only help him to a chair at the side to sit down.
"Didn't you three say you guys were going to the lower realm? What's with the sudden return?" Feng Ying gave them a displeased glare. "And why are you here at Little Yu's place... Wait! Where's Little Yu! Where is this?" He looked around and realized that this wasn't Little Yu's room but an unfamiliar place. There was even a half-naked man that seemed passed out on the bed at the side. "Who's this? Don't tell me you guys... just robbed him?" With Lonemoon's wealth, it shouldn't be!
"This is the lower realm." Lonemoon explained.
"What?" His expression changed. "Why did you drag me here for?"
"It's like this!" Lonemoon went straight to the point." We brought you here because there's an urgent matter that needed your help."
"What urgent matter, is it as urgent as mine?" He seemed to recall something and shook his head. "No, quickly send me back. Little Yu will worry when she sees me disappear suddenly." He had yet to finish admitting his fault. "Besides, something that even the three of you cannot settle, how can I..."

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My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 4)
Historical FictionPART 4 Everyone said that Yi Qing was the number one Sword Cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one could surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the U...