My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator-Chapter 2091 - : The Helpless King

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Chapter 2091: The Helpless King

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Lord Alien Flame, what’s wrong with you?”

The king, who had just finished dealing with business, happened to see the seven companions when he passed by the imperial garden, and he couldn’t help but go forward and ask with concern.

“Delin Country is too small and boring.” The golden pagoda looked up at the king and replied lazily, looking a bit resentful.

The king: Delin Country only had one royal city left, so it was naturally small.

As for being bored, Delin Country was about to be destroyed yesterday. Who would still want to play…

“Right, all of you people of Delin Country have ugly smiles. It’s simply blinding.”

Recalling the faces of those people who were about to burst from laughing yesterday, the big snow wolf silently raised its claws and covered its eyes, showing it clearly that it couldn’t bear to look at them.

The king: Those people just wanted to please them, but they didn’t expect it to have the opposite effect. If those people found out, they would probably want to slap themselves.

“There’s nothing good in Delin Country, so we can’t buy anything for Master even if we want to.” The Overlord Wood Spirit Flower swayed and its eyes were full of disappointment.

The king was speechless again. Delin Country was only a small affiliate country. How could it compare to a large country like the Hongtian Empire?

Besides, Delin Country had been experiencing a calamity all these years, so it was even more impossible for there to be anything good.

“We’ve said so much. Why aren’t you saying anything?” Seeing that the king remained in a daze and didn’t speak, the golden pagoda tilted its head and wondered if he was scared silly by the demonic cultivators.

The king: In fact, he also wanted to say something, but he didn’t know what to say.

“Oh! I almost forgot again!”

When the king was about to say something, the golden pagoda suddenly cried out, startling the Overlord Thunder Spirit Tree, which was about to enter a dream in a daze, so much so that it instantly woke up.

The Overlord Thunder Spirit Tree, which was woken up, was furious. It stretched out a branch and slapped the golden pagoda. “Why are you always making a fuss? Do you know that you disturb people’s dreams?”

The golden pagoda, which was slapped, let out another cry and immediately complained, “What do you mean by disturbing people’s dreams? Are you human? You’re just a tree, alright? An old tree!”

The Overlord Thunder Spirit Tree narrowed its eyes and deliberately said in a sinister tone, “You want to have a taste of being bombarded by me, right?”

The golden pagoda subconsciously wanted to say, “Come on, I’m not afraid of you.” But before it could say anything, it was kicked by the Ice Flame of the Nether World bluntly. “If you have something to say, say it quickly. Why are you keeping us hanging?”

The golden pagoda: “!!!” It wasn’t trying to keep it in suspense. The Thunder Spirit Tree was the one who interrupted it!

However, thinking of what they had forgotten again, the golden pagoda snorted at the Overlord Thunder Spirit Tree proudly, indicating that it was magnanimous and wouldn’t argue with a tree.

“It’s about the air-transportation spiritual weapon Master asked us to send to her uncle and the others. We forgot about it again when we came back last night. We have to send it out quickly now.”

Otherwise, if their master found out, he would definitely deduct their food mercilessly again.

The king, who was ignored and was about to leave silently, suddenly stopped when they heard that.

Master’s uncle and the others? The others? Did he have a share too?

Thinking of this possibility, the king immediately couldn’t move his feet as if they were rooted to the ground.

Hearing that, the Ice Flame of the Nether World and the others all looked obviously guilty.