"Protagonist halo?"
Yuan Wuji was stunned for a moment, "If he is the protagonist in the play, could he be referring to the Son of Destiny?"
Damn it!
This guy has such a strong understanding ability!
Zhong Wen was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party would understand him instantly when he was making nonsense of this terminology from the 21st century. He couldn't help but take a high look at Yuan Wuji's intelligence.
"Although it's not right."
He calmed down and said with a strange smile, "But it's not much different."
"Don't you want to say..."
Yuan Wuji was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I am the son of destiny. No matter how disparate the strength is, I can eventually turn danger into danger and turn defeat into victory? If this is true, it is indeed the way of thinking that only drama writers have."
"how?" .??.
Zhong Wen smiled and said, "Don't you believe in fate?"
"As a Chaos Guard."
Yuan Wuji replied calmly, "I only believe in the king, not in fate."
"What a boring guy."
Zhong Wen curled his lips, "Don't you think some things will become more interesting if they are mixed with fate?"
“Put victory or defeat down to fate.”
Yuan Wuji's voice was still calm, without any emotion, "It's the work of a weak person."
"That's not how I see it."
Zhong Wen chuckled and stood up suddenly, "I firmly believe that there must be a son of destiny in the world. It's useless for any of you to say it."
"Can you move so soon?"
Yuan Wuji was slightly surprised, "Is it true that I still underestimate you?"
As he spoke, an increasingly powerful aura descended from the sky, covering Zhong Wen's body fiercely, almost bending his knees.
However, he did not fall down after all, he just shook slightly. There was not much pain on his face, but his smile became brighter.
"You are indeed a bit troublesome."
Soon, he straightened his back, his right arm was trembling slightly, and he seemed to want to raise his hand, but couldn't do it for a long time. He said with a domineering tone, "But after all, it is borrowed power, and the upper limit is there.
,Are you really not going to surrender? It will be too late until I fully adapt."
"You might as well pray that you can't adapt."
Yuan Wuji chuckled, obviously not shaken by his words, "If you defeat me, what awaits you may be unimaginable pain and despair."
"interesting."
Zhong Wen laughed and said, "I really want to give it a try."
"I know that the king's strength is far superior to yours."
Yuan Wuji was silent for a moment, then suddenly
Then he asked, "But you are still so confident. Are you sure that you are the child of destiny?"
"Me? No, no, no."
Zhong Wen shook his head with difficulty and said, "I'm just an old man with rings."
Yuan Wuji fell silent again, obviously not understanding the joke.
"But every ring grandfather will be followed by a son of destiny."
Zhong Wen thought to himself, "And I am relatively lucky. I can't count the protagonists I met along the way with both hands. Do you know what this means?"
"What?" Yuan Wuji was confused, but he still asked subconsciously.
"Standing opposite you are a lot of children of destiny."
The corners of Zhong Wen's mouth raised slightly, "How do you win?"
"Nonsense."
Yuan Wuji thought for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.
"Standard villain thinking."
Zhong Wen's smile became even brighter, "It's clear that the son of destiny is right in front of you, but you still choose to turn a blind eye. Just like the mandrill you bullied just now, didn't you notice what's special about him?"
"That boy?"
Yuan Wuji blurted out, "If you hadn't arrived in time, he would have been crushed by Yuan."
"Yes, he should have died in your hands, but he survived."
Zhong Wen's face straightened up and he said plausibly, "This is fate. I can't accept it."
"Whatever you want to believe is your freedom. There is no need to tell Yuan."
Yuan Wuji seemed surprised. After another period of silence, he suddenly said, "It would be too naive to rely on these nonsense words to make me relax."
"Want to make a bet?"
Zhong Wen laughed and said, "I'll bet on whether Gui Mandrill's next performance will be worthy of the title of Son of Destiny."
"How can one be considered a child of destiny?"
Yuan Wuji did not refuse directly, but asked casually, "What is the bet?"
"It doesn't matter, you can make your own decision. As for the bet..."
Zhong Wen replied calmly, "If this guy doesn't behave well, I can spare you from killing him after I break through the royal court."
"Such a bet."
Yuan Wuji couldn't help but laugh out loud, "It's so unfair to you."
"It doesn't matter
.”
Zhong Wen waved his hand very magnanimously, "If you have to be fair with a lackey of the royal court, how can you talk about conquering the royal court?"
“What a spirit!”
Although he was called a "lackey", Yuan Wuji was not angry. He still said gently, "If I lose, what will I have to pay?"
"It's not a big deal."
A cold light flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, "All I need is that you come out and face me in person."
"Can."
Yuan Wuji thought for a moment and readily agreed.
"happy!"
Zhong Wen raised his right arm and gave a thumbs up towards the main entrance of the royal court, "Then let's wait and see."
At this moment, his right hand regained its ability to move.
…
"puff!"
With a crisp sound, another soldier's head was easily torn off by Xuan Baishou, and he fell straight down like a frightened bird, completely exposing Qiaoqiao behind him to the eyes of this domineering and cruel Chaos Guard.
Ever since Xuan Baishou suppressed the scene with overwhelming force, the God of Death in Death Mountain did not dare to continue paddling, and decisively gave up the "fight" with Qiaoqiao, and instead went after the "Red Devil" who had been turned into a corpse. "Gao Shen Tong fought one after another, and the fight was inextricable.
Qiaoqiao, now free, has been wandering around the battlefield, relying on his unique abilities to continuously support his comrades, and he has also played a considerable role.
But she never expected that disaster would suddenly fall from the sky and she would have a close encounter with Xuan Baishou.
If Qiaoqiao were to choose her opponent, she would rather continue to have fun with the God of Death than encounter this God of Death under any circumstances.
"It is indeed a big log."
Seeing Xuan Baishou swinging his fist at Qiaoqiao without hesitation, even Jiu Yueqing couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice, "I don't know how to show mercy to women at all."
"when!"
Just as Qiaoqiao was about to die, a black figure suddenly came galloping from a distance, surrounded by flames and domineering. He blocked her in front of her with lightning speed, holding a giant blade in his hand. He swung forward fiercely, colliding head-on with Xuan Baishou's fist, and a loud sound of gold and iron colliding erupted.
It was actually the ghost mandrill who was driven out of the Wangting Palace by Zhong Wen!
Under the huge impact, Xuan Baishou's figure swayed, he lost his balance and took two steps back.
On the other hand, the ghost mandrill was violently ejected for more than ten meters, its mouth was dripping with blood, and even the weapon was almost knocked away.
.
"Huh?"
However, Xuan Baishou stared at this intruder with surprise, as if he had discovered some rare species, "It's interesting that he actually made me take two steps back."
"You're good."
The ghost mandrill was still naked from the upper body, and the surface of his skin was covered with strange bright red stripes, with bursts of green smoke floating out from time to time. His eyes were slightly red, and his fierce light was revealed. He looked like an evil ghost from the depths of hell, holding a huge giant in his hand. The blade pointed directly at the door in front of Xuan Bai, grinning ferociously, "Let's do it again!"
If you look closely, you will find that his right hand is no longer bleeding, the wound is slowly healing, and there is obviously still a small amount of blood pool power left in his body.
"when!"
The two of them didn't talk much, and they broke up decisively. Their fists and the giant blade collided violently together again, causing an increasingly horrifying sound.
This time, Xuan Baishou still took two steps back, but Ghost Mandrill stopped after taking seven steps back, and his condition was greatly improved.
"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"
The two men did not stop fighting, but continued to fight each other passionately, and the sound of impact was continuous and resounded through the sky.
More than twenty moves of rolling and rolling passed by in the blink of an eye. Facing Xuan Baishou's special physique, the black flames of the ghost mandrill were completely ineffective. He could only fight with his physical body, and the situation was undoubtedly at a disadvantage.
But relying on his tyrannical body that had been repaired countless times by the power of the blood pool, he was able to survive. Although it was difficult to win, he did not show his defeat for a while.
Seeing that someone had restrained Xuan Baishou, the God of Death, Yeyoushen's side was greatly boosted in morale, and they launched fierce counterattacks, and there was a faint intention to restore the situation.
"What an amazing little guy."
Jiuyue Qingxuan stood high in the sky, watching with cold eyes, and said in wonder, "It's a pity that it has been supported by the big wooden hand for so long..."
Before she finished her sentence, she suddenly stretched out her white jade-like right hand, pointing her index finger towards the direction where the two of them were fighting.
"boom!"
The mandrill suddenly stagnated, feeling as if a huge mountain was suddenly pressing down on his body. His whole body was so heavy that he couldn't hold it up and fell directly from the air, creating a huge dent in the ground.
"Wow!"
He was already injured, but he felt like his insides were churning, and his bones were about to burst. He couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a blood arrow. There was no trace of blood on his face.
"This is my opponent."
Xuan Baishou frowned and glared at Jiu Yueqing, "Who allowed you to intervene?"
This chapter has been completed!