"Didn't you just say that I am special and have a unique temperament? Why do you dislike it now?" Xu Zimo chuckled and said, "Oh, woman."
"It's just that I know people and faces but don't know their hearts," Ji Baiyu said lightly.
"Then let's get to know each other more deeply when we have time," Xu Zimo looked at Ji Baiyu's angry expression, laughed and led Shili Changkong away.
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Looking at Xu Zimo's leaving figure, Ji Baiyu asked angrily: "Grandpa Heimu, do you really believe that he can carry the destiny?"
"The Great Emperor is the strongest man of an era, so who can carry the destiny of heaven casually," said the old man Kuroki, shaking his head.
"Then why did you ask me to give him the emperor's blood?" Ji Baiyu asked doubtfully.
"If he had just opened the jade card, I might have been able to escape with my life, but what would you do?" Old Blackwood said helplessly: "Don't look at him smiling all the time, but I can see that this kind of person will definitely kill.
decisive.
He will definitely kill you and then steal the emperor's blood."
"Despicable," Ji Baiyu looked at the direction Xu Zimo left and said bitterly.
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On the other side, Shili Changkong asked curiously: "Is that really Emperor's blood?"
"Would you like to take it and give it a try? One drop can help you achieve enlightenment and become an immortal," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I'm not interested. What can I do with the emperor's blood? I still have to walk my own martial arts path. No matter how strong the external force is, it can only be an aid," Shili Changkong replied arrogantly.
When the two of them walked downstairs, they found Lin Ruhu and Guan Zhenhai sitting in the private room.
Guan Zhenhai hugged several girls and had a great time.
Lin Ruhu, on the other hand, was wolfing down the food and wine, showing no interest in the girl beside him.
"Senior Brother Guan, you can play alone and take your time. We will go back first," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Ah, Junior Brother Zimo came down so soon?" Guan Zhenhai looked at Xu Zimo with an ambiguous look and said, "Junior Brother, you need to take more supplements. This kidney failure is a serious problem."
"Go away," Xu Zimo cursed with a smile, and then led everyone away.
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At the same time, in the Chang family, the head of the family, Chang Tianxiong, listened to his son Chang Wei's words and looked thoughtful.
He is tall and tall, wearing a light green robe, with white clouds embroidered on the cuffs and collar of the green robe.
He looked rough but had a delicate mind and a big beard. He asked, "Did the disciple tell you where he came from?"
"I didn't say," Chang Wei shook his head and said, "What kind of identity can a useless fellow like Guan Zhenhai have?
People live in groups, and things live in groups.”
"Don't take it lightly. If it's just an ordinary inner disciple, we have some connections within the Zhenwu Holy Sect," Chang Tianxiong said thoughtfully, "But if it's an elite inner disciple or a true disciple, there will be some trouble."
"Then what should I do?" Chang Wei also said a little scared: "In order to win over His Highness the Third, I wanted to book a banquet at Mingyue Tower for him."
"Has the person we went to the Zhenwu Shengzong branch to inquire about come back?" Chang Tianxiong asked: "Then Zhenhai has received our favors on weekdays, so he should be of some use now!"
Chang Wei shook his head and said: "The people we sent to the branch hall were all kicked out, and they didn't even see Guan Zhenhai's face."
"Then let's just wait for his arrival to see what kind of cow, horse and snake god he is," Chang Tianxiong snorted coldly and said, "Let us find a way to let His Highness know about this matter. It would be best if we can drag the royal family into the water."
"I understand," Chang Wei nodded.
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In the afternoon, Chang Wei was beaten a hundred times by the head of the family in front of many family elders and clan members.
I heard that Chang Wei planned to book the Mingyue Tower because he wanted to entertain His Highness the Third Highness, but he had a conflict with the disciples of the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
The news began to spread wildly throughout the Chang family.
The night is getting darker, and a crescent moon hangs in the sky.
In the wing of the Chang family's backyard, a young man and an old man were standing by the window of the wing.
The young man has a handsome face, wears a blue and white robe, and carries an aura of domineering that makes people admire him. He seems to be a born king.
The old man is very low-key. If you don't pay attention, you won't even notice his existence.
He was wearing a gray gown, his eyes were as deep as black holes, and the black hair on his head was mixed with white. He looked like an old man in his twilight years.
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"What do you think of the crazy news outside?" the old man asked.
"The Chang family has provoked the Zhenwu Holy Sect and wants to drag me into trouble," the young man laughed and replied: "But this Zhenwu Holy Sect is also quite excessive, and every disciple is very arrogant."
"Your Highness, please be careful what you say, there are some things we cannot discuss," the old man quickly shook his head and warned.
"Is this Zhenwu Saint Sect really that strong?" the young man asked doubtfully.
He is the third highness of the Ziyang Empire, and their Ziyang Empire is one of the two largest empires in the far west.
His father is a strong person in the Emperor Meridian Realm. There are nearly a hundred strong people in the Zun Meridian Realm in the country, and countless in the Sky Meridian Realm.
But it happened that the Zhenwu Holy Sect was pressing down on them like a mountain. Everyone bowed to the Zhenwu Holy Sect, and the young people felt extremely unconvinced.
"Your Highness, let alone you, even if the monarch comes in person, you must still be in awe of the Zhenwu Holy Sect," the old man said with emotion: "Do you know why your An family became the ruler of the Ziyang Empire?"
"Isn't it that our ancestors of the An family conquered the country step by step?" the young man asked doubtfully.
"The Ziyang Empire has existed for nearly ten thousand years, and there have been many rulers during this period.
The ruler of the previous generation of Ziyang Empire was not named An. The rulers of that generation were too proud and violated the orders of the Zhenwu Saint Sect." The old man shook his head and said slowly: "Later, an old man came from the Zhenwu Saint Sect.
Zong Nei walked out.
In one day, the ruler of that generation, including his clan members, and everyone related to him were wiped out from this world.
It was never seen again, and you Anjia was appointed as the new ruler after being tested.
Do you know that power, empire, and throne are nothing but a joke in front of those absolute powers."
"I understand, I don't want to have a conflict with the people of the Zhenwu Holy Sect," the young man nodded and said, "But this time my brothers and I competed for the crown prince, and we came all the way to the Chang family.
But the Chang family members kept delaying our proposal and refused to make up their minds.
If we can help them solve their trouble this time, maybe we can win them over and become a big helping hand for me."
"Let's see what the person's status is tomorrow." The old man thought for a while and said, "If he is an ordinary disciple, it doesn't matter.
But if they are true disciples, it will be useless even if we come forward."
