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Chapter 164: The Son of God of the Ice Palace, Thousand Years of Cold Soul Body

 Of course, you can still lie if you want to.

Zhao Wuji improvised, he coughed twice and touched his chin, and the old god said calmly: "Ahem, what I mean by evil intentions does not mean that you have problems with your cultivation or character, but that you don't treat your feelings well enough.

If you use your heart, this is called bad intentions to your significant other."

"That's it." Xia Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's very difficult to find a partner with a marriage line like yours that is so depressed about feelings." Zhao Wuji let go of Xia Hong's palm, put his hands behind his back, and looked like a master pointing out the country, and immediately walked towards the country step by step.

Walk in the direction of the barbarian goddess.

"Just read the physiognomy, and don't look at me when you speak." The barbarian goddess saw Zhao Wuji coming over, and raised her sword eyebrows slightly.

"We are brothers." Zhao Wuji chuckled and said, "You are a neutral woman, but you are also very impetuous when it comes to relationships."

"I just have a more male personality, and my sexual orientation is quite normal." The Barbarian Goddess glanced at Zhao Wuji and smiled slightly: "Thank you for your concern, I think you are neutral, hold Xia Hong's hand.

Let go."

"..." Zhao Wuji was speechless. I was really a fortune teller. He paused, adjusted his mentality and continued: "Do you two know what yin and yang complement each other?"

The barbarian goddess and Xia Hong both shook their heads.

"That's right, I don't know either." Zhao Wuji chuckled.

"Throw coins."

"Second goods."

The two were speechless.

"But I think these other external factors are not important for relationships. The important thing is to meet the right person." Zao Wuji was not very good at reading faces, so he was really short of words when asked to make it up, so he simply said: "Ahem.

, I think you two are a perfect match."

"Go away." As soon as these words came out, the barbarian goddess immediately lowered her eyelids, knowing Zhao Wuji's intention, and spat out a word with disdain.

"That's a great scolding." Xia Hong clapped his hands, because he also wanted to scold Brother Zhao, the idiot, but his upbringing told him not to go too far, so he agreed with Guli Nazha.

"Damn it, I wanted to be a month-old man, but you two have absolutely no idea of ​​promotion." Zhao Wuji waved his hands slightly bored, and then walked towards the outside of the hall. At this moment, the outside of the hall was already full of tables, and the geniuses of his peers were also there.

They have entered the palace one after another.

"Hey, your brother is a bad guy, right?" Looking at the back of the young man who was still stretching at the door, Gulinazha complained softly to the little girl.

"It's not an ordinary bad thing." Little Nannan is a little devil, cute and playful with a touch of quirkiness: "Don't worry, Sister Xiaoman, I have a pan. If he dares to do anything out of the ordinary, I will take care of it for Sister Shiqi."

Him."

"..." Hearing the little girl's answer, Gulinazha couldn't laugh or cry. This little guy didn't give her brother any face at all. He seemed to understand everything.

Outside the palace.

In the open space, many of their peers were in groups of three or five, or in groups of four or six, looking at the young figure at the entrance of the palace. They did not pay much attention to it, because they, the talented people outside the East Wilderness, had never seen what Zhao Wuji looked like. Xia Hong and the others

Some of them actually know each other.

At this moment, as soon as Xia Hong walked out of the palace, everyone started talking.

"It's the Prince of Daxia, he appears."

"Who is that slightly dark-skinned woman? I haven't seen it often. Judging from her dress, she must be from the Nanling barbarians, right?"

"It should be right. At this time, the barbarian costumes still had feathers on their clothes and pants."

"To be with the Prince of Daxia, he must not be a nobody."

"Look, there is a girl next to that woman, holy shit? Could it be that she is the good wife of the Prince of Daxia?"

"Barbarians and princes cannot get along with each other. Xia Hong is a young master, how can he marry a barbarian?"

"That's true. I think this woman and that girl belong to the man next to me. Although they look young, they shouldn't be in their teens."

Everyone looked at the few people walking out of the hall with various suspicions.

"Fellow Taoists, please be patient." Xia Hong opened his mouth to calm down the noise.

"May I ask if Zhao Wuji is among the princes of Daxia? I heard that you took him in?" Someone asked at this moment.

"Well, this is the person next to me." Xia Hong smiled slightly and introduced to everyone: "The most powerful genius in the East Wasteland, no, the strongest among our younger generation."

"Damn, Brother Xia, please take it easy, you are trying to flatter me~" Zhao Wuji glanced at Xia Hong with a wry smile and spoke in a low voice, then he said modestly to everyone: "Everyone, don't listen to Prince Xia's nonsense.

I am not the strongest person among the younger generation, because I don’t look down on the older generation either.”

"What a fool!" As soon as these words came out, some people in the crowd immediately yelled.

Some of the people who had a strong Taoist spirit were originally dissatisfied with the fact that he was the strongest among the younger generation. They thought they would apologize when they saw his modesty. But now they heard it and they exploded. Is this what a human said?
"Zhao Wuji! I am the Son of God from the Beiyuan Ice God Palace! I arrived at Xihai today and heard that you are here, so I came here to fight with you!" At this moment, a man suddenly stood up, wearing a long sky blue dress, with white hair tied into a ponytail,

I have sword eyebrows and star eyes, but my skin is a bit white, and I look like a sickly man.

"The thousand-year-old body of the Ice God Palace can be frozen for thousands of miles with just a raised hand. It is a character." Xia Hong secretly transmitted a message to Zhao Wuji.

"You didn't stop him and why are you telling me this?" Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows and whispered back: "Brother Xia, you have bad intentions..."

"Nowadays, most of the geniuses of your generation have come here. There are not many opportunities like this. It is just a good way to establish your prestige, so that others may follow you." Xia Hong said with a smile: "When we fight later, remember not to make a killing blow.

These people are the hope of the future."

"No fight." Zhao Wuji refused directly. He still wanted to stay in the Bronze Immortal Palace. If dozens of geniuses here came to challenge him, wouldn't it be endless? He quickly glanced at everyone and said: "Today's body

Sorry, we will fight another day until I come out of the Bronze Immortal Palace."

"Ouch..." Following Zhao Wuji's rejection, all the geniuses present here couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Zhao Wuji, the ruthless man in Donghuang who was praised to the sky, was nothing more than this. He didn't even dare to accept the challenge. He was really rich.

Despicable.

"Hmph, Zhao Wuji, I think you don't dare to fight me!" The Son of God of the Ice Palace, his eyes slightly cold, spoke directly to Zhao Wuji: "If you admit defeat now, I will withdraw the challenge I just made.

I will never find fault with you, because you don’t deserve it.”

"Xiao Gu, do you want my brother to fight with him?" Zhao Wuji ignored him and looked directly at the little girl aside.

"It would be too troublesome to go up one by one. I think my brother should just let them go up together to save trouble and time." The little girl blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a smile in front of everyone.

"Where did this little doll come from? It's so innocent, hahaha~"

As the little girl's words came out, everyone didn't feel insulted at all, but felt a little funny. These geniuses combined have more than ten kinds of special physiques. If they go together, even ordinary quasi-emperors will definitely not be able to bear it. But in front of them

This Zao Wuji is just a peer like them. Does he still want to challenge so many people?

"The Second Great Cultivation Immortal, I think he can't even withstand a move from the Son of God of the Ice God Palace, so in order to save his life, he decisively refused, tsk tsk, it seems he is very self-aware, hahahaha." Someone.

At this moment, he was blatantly laughing and mocking.


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