The "Prince's" expression remained as usual, and he was not angry. However, the way he looked at Yubeichuan was filled with disdain and contempt unconsciously. In his eyes, Yubeichuan was just an ant, a slightly bigger ant.
No matter where you are, your background determines a lot of things. There is an old saying, "More money means higher education, less money means lower education!"
Therefore, no matter what the situation, the "Prince" thinks that he is a quality person. When facing "bumpkins" like Yu Beichuan, he may always have some inexplicable sense of superiority in his heart.
He is of noble birth, handsome, and powerful. The "Prince" does have this capital.
"Yes, I have……"
Yu Beichuan replied stupidly.
How dare he come here without courage? Without courage, he would have died a long time ago. The "Prince's" question is really naive. If you dare to block the "Prince's" way, you must have courage!
"Yes, yes... an interesting person. In fact, I really like an interesting and individual person like you, but I'm sorry, you will be a dead person soon."
The "Prince" looked at Yubeichuan quietly, his tone getting colder and colder.
His reddish-brown hair was faintly shiny, revealing a bit of jet black hair, and his golden pupils shone with a faint green light, looking deep and mysterious. The "Prince" shook his head. The fact that he was not angry did not mean that he was not angry. He was getting more and more
The cold tone speaks volumes.
"Hey, is the wind blowing?"
A cold air seemed to rush in from the void. Yu Beichuan couldn't help but shiver. When he saw the "Prince"'s face was as cold as frost, he was frightened and took a step back. This inadvertent action made the "Prince" laugh in his heart.
"Little thief! It's just that..."
In the heart of the "Prince", a little thief without "courage" is not worthy of his attention at all. He can't understand that in the deep pool, Yu Lao treats him like a formidable enemy.
"It seems that Mr. Yu...is indeed old. He is a little thief, and he was so frightened like this."
Thinking of this, the "Prince" became a little angry.
A few reddish-brown hair suddenly floated up without wind, a pair of slanting eyebrows, golden eyes with disdain, thin lips, and angular face, how can one call him "handsome"?
Remarkable.
The tall and slender figure of the "Prince" did not look rough in front of Yubeichuan. He stood there quietly, exuding an aura of arrogance and arrogance.
"Handsome, so handsome!"
Yubeichuan had to sigh from the bottom of his heart, he is so handsome! Yubeichuan had to accept his fate.
Compared with the two of them, Yu Beichuan was much inferior. He was wearing a worn-out leather armor, stained with large areas of unknown blood stains, with patches here and there, making the whole person look very "dirty". Except for the hidden expression in his eyes.
Apart from the slight melancholy and the cold and evil eyes that can make people look at him at a glance, there is really nothing worth looking at in Yubeichuan.
"The ugly duckling and the swan..."
Yu Beichuan jokingly said that although he had a good look in his eyes, coupled with his "dirty" and tattered leather armor, coupled with his lazy smell due to his raw materials, at a glance, people felt that Yu Beichuan seemed a bit
Obscene.
"Haha, you are self-aware!"
The "Prince" smiled, revealing a pair of neat white teeth that shone dazzlingly in the sun.
"Surrender! Or die!"
The "Prince" suddenly became interested in Yu Beichuan, and he changed his mind. An idea suddenly came to his mind, not to kill him at all, but to keep such an interesting person by his side, and to serve him. It would actually be good.
"drop?"
Yu Beichuan smiled. It had been so long since he had forgotten this word.
"Haha, surrender or death? To be honest, these two are not my choices. Can I ask if there is a third option? I can consider it."
Not knowing whether Zhang Tieniu and the others could retreat safely, Yu Beichuan had a plan in his mind. He might as well talk nonsense with the "Prince" and delay it for a while. No matter what, he would not choose between surrender and death.
"You are joking?"
A green light shot out from the golden eyes of the "Prince", and his cold and arrogant face was full of disbelief. In the face of strength, the strong are respected! In the world of cultivation, having the opportunity to follow the strong to survive is already
It's such a great gift. He's out of his mind or something, so what choice does he still want?
"I mean……."
Yu Beichuan moved his feet, and a spiritual power was secretly poured into "Slaughter". He was about to take a step forward to launch an attack. Suddenly, a dark uneasy feeling suddenly emerged in Yu Beichuan's heart.
, it seems that an invisible "power" emanates from the "Prince" and attacks him.
"Hey, can you convince others with your virtue?"
Yubeichuan screamed.
As the question came out, the "power" disappeared inexplicably, and the "uneasiness" in my heart disappeared. Looking again, the "Prince" was smiling at me with disdain.
Yu Beichuan's heart suddenly calmed down,
"Seeing that you are a talented person, let me just say a few more nonsense. I really don't have the third way you mentioned. According to my rules, for low-level creatures like you, the two options of surrender and death are already very merciful.
.Don’t you know the saying that the strong are respected and the fittest survive? You just need to choose one! Back in the world of cultivation, with your strength, you were basically certain that you wouldn’t even have a chance to lift my shoes!”
The "Prince" became a little impatient, but he was really honest, and he really meant what he said.
He has always grown up with the idea that those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. In the world of cultivation, many monks in the Golden Core Realm cry and beg for help from their subordinates to get protection from the strong. He hopes
It was like this before, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future.
"What if I say, I don't want to?"
Yu Beichuan has a strong personality and always takes advantage of the soft and not the hard. He is not strong but he has his own bottom line. Being born a slave is not his life!
As soon as he said the words, Yu Beichuan's face changed drastically, and a strange "power" attacked him. Look at the "Prince", he was standing there motionless.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and Yu Beichuan seemed to have been hit by a truck. His body was knocked ten feet away with a loud bang. His feet sank to the ground and dragged him down. Even so, he could barely stop himself.
He stopped walking, but the pain at the place where his body was hit was unbearable. If it weren't for the two deep scratches in front of his body, Yu Beichuan would have thought that the impact just now was just a dream.
"What power?"
Yu Beichuan was shocked. Such an attack method was unprecedented, at least Yu Beichuan himself had never encountered it before. He looked around, and there was silence all around.
film, nothing was found.
"etc……"
Yubeichuan suddenly stopped looking. Not far ahead, there seemed to be a wave of ripples, silent and colorless ripples. As time went by, the ripples continued to rotate and gradually disappeared. The only thing that could be determined in Yubeichuan was
One thing is that the ripples have no color at all, making it almost impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.
"Really disappeared!"
Yu Beichuan couldn't believe his eyes. This weapon was not a weapon, and its mental attack was not that weird, but its attack power was not small.
"You still won't surrender?"
"Prince" shouted, with a bewitching light in his golden eyes.
"What are the benefits of surrendering?"
Yu Beichuan was unmoved. He took two or three steps back and looked at the "Prince" with a wary expression. When acting, he must perform his best.
"Ha ha……"
The "Prince" laughed maniacally.
"A person in the Golden Core Realm actually wants to get benefits from me? Didn't your master tell you? Being able to save one's life in front of a strong person is already the greatest benefit!"
"I...I don't have a master..."
Yu Beichuan is very honest. He has always been thinking about who his master is. If he really wants to count, maybe old man Huang Pu will be his guide, but if it's his master, then forget it.
"Well……"
The "Prince" was completely speechless. He didn't know whether what Yu Beichuan said was true or false? A monk, without a master, can break through the golden elixir realm by practicing on his own. This little thief is indeed a talent.
"Take him in, and at least I have someone I can use in this world."
"Prince" is not in a hurry.
The bewitchment failed, and the "Prince" had some thoughts in his heart. He had always tried this trick repeatedly, and he was stifled here in Yubeichuan. He wanted to find out what was the reason.
"boom!"
An aura erupted from the "Prince"'s body. Suppressing the aura was Jiao's instinct. Once Yubeichuan was suppressed, he had the final say whether he would obey or not.
"Fuck! It's serious!"
Feeling the momentum coming towards him, Yubeichuan was no longer so calm. He had never tried the pressure of the Mahayana realm, but he thought it was not that easy to deal with.
"what happened?"
Yu Beichuan was thinking wildly there, but the "Prince" became depressed. Normally speaking, ordinary people in the Golden Core realm would never be able to withstand their own pressure. This was their "talent" and powerful pressure. At this time,
, Yubeichuan still seems to be alive and kicking, and it seems not to have been much affected.
"This pressure..."
Yu Beichuan himself also found it strange that such pressure was not on the same level as at least the pressure he encountered on the strange stone bridge. The pressure of the "Prince" was not only overbearing but also overbearing, unlike when he was on the stone bridge.
What I encountered was so terrifying.
"Huh?"
Yu Beichuan's calmness was completely different in the eyes of the "Prince".
"This person is young, but under his own strong pressure, he already has the demeanor of everyone, smart yet courageous, publicity yet steady. He is indeed a rare talent that can only be seen in a century. He stays by his side to make a living.
Very helpful!”
The "Prince" admired it a little.
The world is like this. Only the strong and the strong have the right to speak equally.