Female President's Almighty King

"What? The emperor wants to see me?"

Hearing Yuan Gungun's words, Xiao Chen shook his hand holding the cigarette, showing excitement.

As descendants of Yan and Huang, Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Shennong are both legendary figures, and they have been familiar to them since childhood.

It's just that it used to be heard as a legend, even a myth.

And after he successively received the inheritance of the Three Sovereigns, he felt closer to the Three Sovereigns.

They are real, not myths and legends.

He always felt that although he could get the inheritance of the Three Sovereigns, he still couldn't see the Three Sovereigns. After all, they existed too long ago.

After coming to Xuanyuan Realm, he learned that the Great Emperor was still there, so he wanted to meet this legendary ancient Emperor!

The ancient emperor must have a peerless demeanor that he could not imagine!

When he was at Nine Dragon Stone, he saw Emperor Xuanyuan's imprint of soul, but the imprint of soul was more like a projection, and even the program was completely different from the real emperor.

Especially after Emperor Xuanyuan helped him blow up Yu Qianshui, he wanted to see him even more, and he felt a sense of belonging here.

He has the inheritance of the Great Emperor, so he is considered a disciple of the Great Emperor!

Regardless of whether the emperor admits it or not, that's what he thinks in his heart.

"Yes, the emperor wants to see you."

Yuan Gungun nodded and lit a cigarette.

Now, it is already a qualified old smoker, whether it is lighting or smoking, it is very skillful.

"When do you want to see me?" m.

Xiao Chen hurriedly asked.

"Just now, I saw Yan and forgot about it."

Yuan Gungun grinned, and smiled awkwardly in a rather humane way.

"Let's go, hurry up, where is the emperor?"

Xiao Chen has lost his temper. If he remembers correctly, this guy just came over slowly, right?

Another cigar!

The emperor can't wait anymore?

"In Zhenmingyuan."

Yuan Gun Gun replied.

"Zhen Mingyuan?"

Xiao Chen was taken aback.

"Where? The Minotaur?"

"Correct."

"It turns out that it's called Zhenmingyuan... let's go, hurry up."

Xiao Chen didn't dare to neglect, and left in a hurry.

He didn't want the emperor to misunderstand him, thinking that he had airs or something.

"Oh, come on."

Yuan Gungun caught up with Xiao Chen with a cigarette in his mouth.

Xiao Chen didn't have any ink marks, so he got on the horse directly, no, he got on the panda, and went straight to the abyss.

"By the way, why didn't the emperor come to the mountain?"

Xiao Chen thought of something and asked.

"Why, you still want the emperor to come to see you?"

Yuan Gun rolled back and asked.

"Hey, I don't mean that, don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Chen was taken aback. If the emperor heard this, wouldn't it be a misunderstanding?

"Oh, I thought you wanted the emperor to come to see you."

After Yuan Gun Gun finished speaking, he turned his head back.

"..."

Xiao Chen was speechless, was it intentional?

When they came to the abyss, they saw a figure standing on the edge of the abyss.

He stood with his hands behind his back, facing the abyss, and looked down.

Judging from the back, he is tall and tall, with white hair and a yellow robe.

Xiao Chen's heart was shocked, even though it was just a back view, it made him feel the coercion.

Is this the Human Emperor?

The old man turned around and looked at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's eyes fell on the old man's face, and his heart was shocked. That's right, it was exactly the appearance of the Great Emperor he had seen at Nine Dragon Stone!

However, that great emperor still has black hair all over his head.

But the one in front of him has white hair and is a little older.

"Boy Xiao Chen, meet...Master!"

Xiao Chen got down from Yuan Gungun, knelt down and bowed.

He doesn't worship heaven and earth, and doesn't believe in ghosts and gods... In the world, there are not many people who can stand up to his knees.

He worshiped Emperor Xuanyuan, not the Emperor, but his master.

Based on his inheritance from the Great Emperor, he should behave like a disciple!

What's more, Emperor Xuanyuan also helped him and saved his life.

Whether it was Xuanyuan Realm's restriction, or blowing up Yu Qianshui...all saved his life.

Seeing Xiao Chen's movements, the old man froze for a moment, then smiled.

He really didn't expect that Xiao Chen would kneel down and call him master.

"Get up."

The old man waved his hand, and a gentle force supported Xiao Chen.

"You just got my inheritance, not my disciple."

"I have your inheritance, so I am naturally your disciple."

Xiao Chen looked at the old man respectfully and seriously.

"Not only have you inherited it, but I also thank you for your life-saving grace."

"Hehe, but I'm not Xuanyuan."

The old man laughed again.

Hearing what the old man said, Xiao Chen froze, what do you mean?

"I'm just a remnant of Xuanyuan's soul."

The old man stepped forward slowly and said.

"Remnant soul?"

Xiao Chen looked at the old man, feeling uneasy.

"Then you... the deity?"

"Not in this world anymore."

The old man chuckled.

"Only this wisp of remnant soul remains in this world... I have no regrets to see you! Speaking of which, my existence is to meet the inheritors."

"Not in this world?"

Xiao Chen frowned, what does this mean?

Fallen?

Or literally?

If Emperor Xuanyuan died, how could his remnant soul exist alone?

"I was busy with some things before, so I didn't see you...Of course, I have seen you, but you haven't seen me."

The old man pointed to the stone by the abyss.

"Come on, let's sit and talk over there."

"Yes, Master."

Xiao Chen responded.

"Ok?"

The old man looked at Xiao Chen, didn't he explain it to him?

"Whether you are Emperor Xuanyuan or the remnant soul of the Emperor, they are all the same in my eyes."

Xiao Chen shook his head and said seriously.

"Inheritance, I got it from you, and it was you who saved my life!"

The old man took a deep look at Xiao Chen, and was very relieved in his heart: "Forget it, it's up to you, it's just a title."

"No, in my mind, it's not a title."

Xiao Chen became more serious.

"You are my master."

"Hehe, come on, sit down."

The old man smiled, sat on the stone, waved his hand, and a stone tea table appeared out of thin air.

There are also various tea sets on it.

He poured the tea, steaming hot.

"Come on, try it."

"it is good."

Xiao Chen nodded, took a sip of tea, his eyes lit up.

This tea was more transparent than the tea he had drunk before.

One sip made his whole body seem to be sublimated.

This kind of effect, whether it is the old fortune teller's spiritual tea, or some tea he got later, is incomparable.

"how?"

The old man asked with a smile.

"very good……"

Xiao Chen thought about it, and used the simplest compliment.

Because he couldn't think of how to describe this cup of tea.

It can only be understood, not spoken.

"Hahaha, come on, drink more, it will be good for your foundation building."

The emperor laughed a few times, and poured it on Xiao Chen again.

Xiao Chen's heart trembled slightly, would it be good for him to build a foundation for his divine rank?

Then this tea... is too awesome.

Next to it, Yuangungun stretched out its claws.

"Why, do you want a drink too?"

The old man looked at Yuan Gungun and asked with a smile.

Yuan Gungun shook his head and looked at Xiao Chen.

"..."

Xiao Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, what the hell, this is for cigarettes!