Chương 879: 318 Zi Wei, you wouldn't want your mother to suffer under the Ten Thousand People Umbrella, right? [Extra for 'Fantasy' Silver]_2

Look at Empress Nuwa riding the Qing Luan, the top supercar of the Primordial Immortal Realm, so cool handling the Qing Luan single-handedly.

Doumu rides a pig, handling a pig with one hand...

Unimaginable.

The aesthetic preferences of Primordial Monarch Doumu and Ji Changsheng were completely opposite.

Therefore, Ji Changsheng and Emperor Zi Wei spoke only the truth, "I simply threw Doumu into my Ten Thousand People Umbrella and made her my slave. Don't worry, she just lost her freedom, but gained a master."

Seeing no grateful expression on Emperor Zi Wei's face, Ji Changsheng frowned, "What's the matter with the Doumu lineage? From top to bottom, none of you have the heart for gratitude. Have your consciences been eaten by dogs? Zi Wei, you should know, the Saints all wanted to kill Doumu. It was I who persuaded the Saints and the Cultivation Path Ancestor, sparing your mother's life like that of a dog. You should be grateful."