Jiang Wang was very helpless.
From the moment he entered the house, Zhong Xuansheng squeezed his hand and never let go.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with Corporal etiquette and closeness.
Chong Xuansheng had to say this. Even if he and Jiang Wang were so friendly, there would still be many people who secretly contacted Jiang Wang.
And once he and Jiang Wang show a little distance, the poachers can probably line up outside Tianfu City.
This is a future Shentong Inner Palace! In all the world, Shentong Inner Palace can be regarded as a well-deserved strong man and a hero!
He Zhongxuansheng must dispel those people's dirty thoughts. He doesn't even mind their dirty misunderstandings.
So he grabbed Jiang Wang's hand tighter.
Feel free to misunderstand as much as you want!
"Old Jiang, you have helped me a lot! We said before entering the Tianfu Secret Realm that if we fail, we will stop everything and don't mention anything. If we succeed, we will definitely celebrate and share the blessings!"
Chong Xuan Sheng spat: "Kung Fu, secrets, wealth and beauty, if you want anything, just ask!"
"Let go of my hand first."
"Hahaha." Chong Xuansheng didn't feel embarrassed at all. He insisted on pulling Jiang Wang to sit down at the banquet, then let him go and said: "In order to prepare for the secret realm of Tianfu, I was walking on thin ice all day long. I didn't have time to entertain him properly. Come on.
, try our Daqi food!”
At this time, the whole courtyard was decorated with colorful lights and brightly lit, creating a prosperous scene.
However, if you can notice the solemn and silent eyes of the fourteenth person outside the door, you may be able to truly understand what Zhong Xuansheng said about "walking on thin ice".
How do you know that today's raging fire is not tomorrow's scattered yellow flowers?
There are not many dishes on the table, but they are all exquisite and unique in flavor.
Among them, Jiang Wang’s favorite is the five-flavored preserved fruits, which tastes very good and the soup stock is very fresh. It is said that to make the soup stock for this dish, you need to break the beef and mutton bones separately, boil them to extract the juice, skim off the foam, let it stand for a while, and finally
Just added to the dishes.
As for Ming cuisine, which is quite popular among the Qi people, Jiang Wang is not very used to it. The so-called Ming cuisine means tea is used as a dish, which is quite elegant. However, it is inevitable that the astringent taste cannot be eliminated.
He thought it was too painful and An An would not like it.
After three rounds of drinking, the old talk came up again.
However, probably because of drinking, when he spoke now, he seemed much more sincere and less greasy: "You came all the way to Qi to help me, but before you entered the secret realm of Tianfu, I asked you to swear an oath on the inner curse.
.Brother, I didn’t handle this matter properly. But the secret realm of Tianfu is too important to me! I really don’t dare to take any more risks.”
As he spoke, he moved closer to Jiang Wang and said, "Brother Jiang, if you have any requests, just tell me so that I can express my wishes. Otherwise, I will feel really sorry."
Jiang Wang shook his head: "There is no need to say any more words of thanks. The magical inner palace itself is already my reward. You will never owe me anything."
Only Jiang Wang and Chong Xuansheng were enjoying the banquet at the table. Fourteen stood outside the door like a statue, silent. He was always wearing armor and was always ready to fight.
If Chong Xuan Sheng is allowed to speak his mind, Chong Xuan Zun may be qualified to relax or even indulge. How can Zhong Xuan Sheng be qualified to "celebrate his achievements"?
Now he is just qualified to stand in front of Zhongxuanzun.
All the extravagance shown now and even in the future are just unavoidable efforts to build momentum.
He must show his confidence, otherwise he cannot win the trust of others.
The succession disputes among families such as the Chongxuan family are no less intense than those in other small countries.
"Brother Jiang, I am not lying. I have opened up the situation now, but the situation is still difficult. I don't have many trustworthy people, and I am very short of people! I am especially short of talents like you. I hope you can condescend to be my disciple.
,Help me!”
"You said you wanted to travel around the world and hone your skills. But in the Chongxuan family, if you stand on my side, you can encounter more and more intense challenges! Whether Chongxuan Zun or Wang Yiwu, they are both first-class
A genius! If you fight against them, why do you need to practice all over the world?"
"And I will fully protect your cultivation resources!"
The fat man was so eloquent that he turned bad things into good things and dangers into hardships.
But in fact, for Jiang Wang, it doesn't seem to be a problem.
Seeing that Jiang Wang was still brooding, Zhong Xuansheng said again: "You also said before that something happened in your hometown and you don't want to go back for the time being. It's not convenient for you to say, so I didn't ask what it was. Although we are nominally a guest,
But in fact, I regard you as a friend. If one day, you need my help, no matter how far away you are, I will help you!"
Helping Zhong Xuan Sheng explore the secret realm of Tianfu before was a clear-cut transaction. If he escapes now, there will be no problem. Zhong Xuan Zun will not do anything to him.
But once he became Zhongxuansheng's disciple and truly participated in the competition between Zhongxuansheng and Chongxuanzun, he would undoubtedly be involved in the most dangerous whirlpool in Qi State.
The risks are undoubtedly high, but the rewards are also considerable.
The first thing that can be seen in front of him is the resource support that belongs to Chong Xuan Sheng himself. Jiang Wang is now impoverished, with neither a disciple nor a backer. Walking alone in the world is nothing more than one man and one sword, an illusion. He needs resources.
Secondly, he needs power. Whether facing the Bone Path or Zhuang Ting, unless he can reach the sky in one step and rule the country from one man, relying on himself alone, there will always be no hope of revenge.
If he can help Zhongxuansheng win the position of heir to the Chongxuan family, then all the power Zhongxuansheng has can be used by him. Of course, this is the most difficult goal to achieve, but it is also the most exciting thing for him.
After thinking this, Jiang Wang stopped thinking and said: "I came to Qi State just because I believe in you. I will help you today, and if I ask for help from you tomorrow, don't refuse."
"But if you ask for anything, you will get it!" Zhong Xuansheng promised enthusiastically.
The wine glasses clinked together, and they were all young voices.
…
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Chen Guo.
No return to the valley.
The stream is gurgling, the yellow dog is lying down, and the chicken is pecking at the rice.
The woman wearing a faceless mask floated down in front of the stream and dumped a man in front of the hut as casually as a piece of garbage.
He shouted: "Old man! Old man!"
An old roar suddenly sounded in the wooden house, and he was very angry: "Who are you calling old man? I am neither big nor small, nor have any sense of proportion! You, boss, I am in my prime!"
The woman couldn't help but muttered: "Damn, I can hear you clearly."
But the man came up to him and said loudly: "You insisted on cooperating with the White Bone Dao in the first place. Now the White Bone Dao is gone, and Ouyang Lie doesn't even have a bone left! Who should I turn to?"
The old man hesitated for a while before walking out of the wooden house. He yawned slowly and said, "What is the White Bone Way?"
The woman had already resigned herself to her fate and continued loudly: "It's that skeleton sect! They also have an elder, the one who always rolls his eyes!"
"Hahaha, are you stupid, Yan Zi? That's not rolling your eyes, that's a natural dark eye!"
The woman suppressed her throbbing veins: "The point is, Xiong Wen is dead, you let me go and take a look! The entire Maplewoods city is caught between the underworld and the real world, and there are no clues! I'm in Maplewoods
Just bring back a random person from outside the city limits."
"Alas." The white-haired old man waved his hand and sighed: "If you die, you will die. What else are you looking at?"
"You asked me to see it."
The voice inexplicably became very low.
Slow as this white-haired old man also felt a bit of chill.
I couldn't help but shrink my neck and changed the subject: "Who is this person?"
"I don't know, I don't know him. I just brought him back here casually." The woman was no longer angry and began to make a loveless statement.
But after all, the one facing her is her boss, the leader of the nine great demons.
She couldn't help but add: "She should be the only living person left in Maplewood City."
"Oh. Then stay." The old man's reaction was very flat.
"You can just search the soul and ask a few questions. What are you going to do if you stay here? He has taken the Blood Return Pill. His foundation has been destroyed. Unless the dispersion of the pulse is restored."
"Then let's start over again." The old man said calmly: "Forget about searching for souls. What can you know if you are so weak?"
"Can he bear the pain of reshaping the Dao channel? I don't have any expectations."
"Don't underestimate the power of hatred."
"Don't underestimate the power of trash. There are some trash, no matter how hard you push them, they won't have any strength." The woman seemed to have something in her words.
The old man didn't seem to understand, and just sighed: "Let's give it a try. Alas, someone should take care of Xiaohu's shortcomings."
"Boss, Xiaohu has been dead for a long, long, long time! The last ninth human demon was Xiaoxiong! Ah, it was Xiaoxiong who asked!"
The white-haired old man was already squatting next to the man who fell on the ground. He didn't seem to notice the woman's words and asked, "What's going on with this man?"
"Oh, he seems crazy."
The woman stretched out her foot and kicked the person on the ground.
The man suddenly turned over and shouted: "I am not a waste, I am not a waste!"
His eyes were dull and his expression was crazy.
The white-haired old man just waved his hand in front of him and he calmed down.
"I'm not completely crazy. It's just that I can't stand the stimulation for a while. It's easy to solve."
The woman shook her head. She was not interested in this: "Then, I'll leave it to you and I'll leave first."
"swallow."
The old man looked back as he spoke, but the woman had disappeared.
The most important thing is to act vigorously and resolutely.
He couldn't help but patted his forehead: "What did I want to say?"
"That's all."
It seems that there is nothing in this world that is worthy of his attention.
There is nothing that cannot be "forget it".
He turned around slowly and was stunned for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
The old yellow dog lying at the door suddenly barked.
The old man seemed to wake up with a start.
He looked down at the dull man on the ground, stretched out his thin, wrinkled fingers, and tapped his forehead.
The man calmed down for a while, and his dull eyes gradually came to life.
Disgust, hatred, sadness, suffering...it was as if all the emotions were squeezed together and appeared in those painful eyes.
"Boy, what's your name?"
"Fang! Fang...He Ling!"
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This chapter has been completed!