"Explain what? Explain that you are willing to become the son-in-law of the Wentian Sect?"
Qiao Momo, the daughter of the head of Wentian Sect, walked in aggressively with a cold face.
Wearing a white silk robe, her tall and plump figure looks particularly attractive.
"Mo Mo, you are joking again!" Zhu Yingjun was as scared as a mouse seeing a cat when he saw his sweetheart.
Pi Dian Dian stepped forward, held the beauty's arm, moved her to her seat, and asked nervously: "Don't you also have a super crack there?
The blood tide is coming soon, why do you still have time to come to my place?"
Being able to ask this sentence shows that Zhu Yingjun still cares about his sweetheart on weekdays.
"Isn't it just for you?" Qiao Momo glared at his lover angrily, then reached forward with a small hand and skillfully grabbed Zhu Yingjun's ear.
Zhu Yingjun hesitated for a moment and wanted to hide, but didn't dare.
When his ears hurt, he grinned skillfully, pretending to be in pain and lowered his voice: "There are outsiders, please give me some face!"
"Sister Mo Mo, please continue, I am not an outsider!" Qing Yiyi jumped in smartly and at the right time. Qiao Mo Mo and Langya Xiaoxiao were good sisters, and he was determined not to mess with them.
"Humph!" Qiao Momo gave Qing Yiyi a knowing look, let go of his little hand, and rubbed it at the same time.
Zhu Yingjun's grinning expression of pain immediately disappeared, and turned into a look of intoxication, like a licking dog that had its hair stroked by a goddess.
"Okay, sit on the side and I'll bring someone to you!"
After comforting his lover, Qiao Momo patted Zhu Yingjun's face with his small hand, motioned for him to sit down, and said to the maid outside the door: "Xiao Zhu, go and call Uncle Bing in."
"Uncle Bing?"
When Zhu Yingjun heard the name, he frowned slightly and looked a little ugly.
Uncle Bing, of course, knew that if this guy hadn't attacked the convoy of Concubine Xi and her entourage outside Tianfeng Pass, there might not have been a fight.
He doesn't have to pay a ransom for his second junior brother Zhang Qiang. Eighty explosive hidden pills are equal to the corpses of eighty fifth-level bull monsters. This is not cheap.
"Sister Momo, what's so good about this shameless person who turned his wife into a blood monster and everyone will kill him on sight?"
Zhu Yingjun couldn't speak because of Qiao Momo's face, but Qing Yiyi had no such scruples and snorted with a sullen face.
He, who thinks he is the seed of infatuation, hates seeing someone like this who kills his wife.
"First class, as long as these natives are useful, no matter how bad their conduct is, how dare they rebel?" Qiao Momo waved his hand disapprovingly.
In her heart, the entire seventh plane group of people are natives, even those in the first plane, except for the high-ranking Four Emperors Palace.
In other words, only their eight sects are considered human beings, and the others are all just indigenous people who don't deserve names.
Do natives need to have moral character? Of course not!
If you are obedient, you will be rewarded with a piece of bone. If you are disobedient, you will be killed. Why bother with that?
"Momo, your concept is wrong!" Even Zhu Yingjun couldn't stand it, so he added in a low voice.
"Shut up, you idiot!" Qiao Momo was relatively polite to Qing Yiyi. When he saw that his lover dared to have different opinions, he immediately glared and suppressed her.
His tone became extremely harsh: "Look what you have been doing during this period of time?
Not only did we lose soldiers and generals, but we were beaten by a native and only a small amount of territory was left. Even I was embarrassed.
The blood tide is only three days away. I worked so hard to bring someone here just to help you?
After all, beating a dog depends on the owner. If someone dares to bully you like this, they just don’t give me face."
"You!" Zhu Yingjun's face turned red and he was about to explode with anger.
Unfortunately, when he met Qiao Momo's big cold eyes, he still gave up. He could only grit his teeth and said stubbornly: "I don't need you to stand up for me, let alone a notorious lost dog, how can you help?"
"How can I help?"
Seeing her lover's habitual submission, Qiao Momo raised the corner of his mouth very proudly: "If I tell you that Uncle Bing has a way to control the blood monsters in the blood tide, and can even use it for you, you still think you can't help.
What?"
"Can you control the blood monsters in the blood tide?" Zhu Yingjun looked shocked, then shook his head: "This is impossible, the sect has done experiments, and wild blood monsters cannot be controlled at all.
Unless they are captured alive and then sacrificed one by one in a stupid way.
But this is completely useless against the endless tide of blood monsters, and it would be better to kill them for convenience."
"That's right!" Qing Yiyi followed suit: "Our Qingyun Sect has also done many experiments, and even used living people to refine blood monsters, hoping to create a strange creature that can command wild blood monsters.
But all experiments failed without exception. Except for wild high-level blood monsters, artificial high-level blood monsters cannot control wild blood monsters at all?"
"Of course I know what you are talking about!"
Qiao Momo said with a very proud face: "But sometimes luck is so wonderful, something that even the Four Emperors Palace couldn't do was done by a special blood monster that was accidentally refined by such a native.
Otherwise, I would not risk offending the Savage King to save him."
"Uncle Bing, isn't he lying to you?" Qing Yiyi turned around and glanced at Zhu Yingjun. Both of them looked confused.
Regarding the worship of their own sect, they did not believe that a native could do such an unnatural thing.
Especially Zhu Yingjun said worriedly: "The Savage King is not easy to offend. He has countless savages under his command, so it's better not to offend him."
"You're worthless, what are you afraid of?" Qiao silently gave him a disgusted look: "I specially asked people to experiment with wild blood monsters, and the effect is very good!"
After a pause, as if he felt that he was not convincing enough, Qiao Momo continued: "The method used by Uncle Bing is different from ours. He used wild high-level blood monsters that were frozen in the snowy mountains in ancient times, and sewed them with the bodies of living people.
Together.
A total of hundreds of experiments were carried out, but all failed.
Only once something unexpected happened during the suturing process, and the experimental subject's ice bloodline suddenly fully awakened, and some unknown changes occurred."
"That's it!" Zhu Yingjun and Qing Yiyi looked at each other, their eyes full of horror.
Experiments were conducted on living people, and the blood vessels were fully awakened during the experiment.
What is even more coincidental is that the blood monster that has been frozen for tens of thousands of years and the warrior who has fully awakened the ice bloodline are both ice attributes.
I have to say that there are some unclear connections here.
Thinking about it carefully, something strange seems to come out, but it is not incomprehensible.
After all, the process of its creation is quite peculiar in itself.
What's more, the chance of a person who suddenly fully awakens his bloodline is less than one in 10,000,000 and is almost impossible to be copied.
There is no other explanation other than luck.
(I was on a business trip two days ago and the update was unstable. I just came back today and will make up for it later!)