"What big deal are you discussing here? It's so lively." Zhao Wuji looked at the crowded hall and walked into the palace with a smile while holding his baby.
And with his appearance, everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment before reacting.
"It's Xiaoyou Zhao!"
"Finally, we are here at Ma's house."
"I'm really afraid something will happen to you..."
All kinds of comments were made by the elders in the hall for a while. It was obvious that they were really worried, but their interests were also real interests.
After all, there is a seedling like Zao Wuji who has a connection with the ancestor. When the ancestor goes west, he may be the hidden trump card of the Ma family.
"You kid still knows how to come back to Ma's house." Old man Ma Huateng was the most worried, more worried than his grandson's toilet seat.
After all, Zao Wu-ki is the one who has inherited his legacy.
"Hey, Mr. Ma, didn't I just go for a walk? Is there anything to worry about?" Zhao Wuji smiled at Ma Huateng.
"After one trip, the Holy Land of Nine Heavens was thrown into chaos, beheading the Holy Son and punishing the elders. You actually call this idleness?" Ma Buqian was a bit dumbfounded by Zhao Wuji's lazy and careless attitude: "I
I heard that Holy Lord Jiuxiao suffered a lot at your hands?"
"How is that possible?" Zhao Wuji spread his hands and told the truth lazily and helplessly: "It's just that someone spread the myth about me. The reason why I'm still alive is because a friend came to save me."
"Friends? Do you have any friends who can make the half-step quasi-emperor Jiuxiao Holy Lord suffer?" Ma Buqian raised his eyebrows. This kid in front of him is becoming more and more difficult to see~
"Of course there is a joke. Not only is the half-step quasi-emperor suffering, his previous life would have even called him master!" Zhao Wuji said truthfully.
Although he was telling the truth, he also knew that no one here would believe it.
Sure enough.
"Haha, let's blow it. The man from the ancient heaven is the only man who can match the desolate master in the eternity of history. He will have a master?" Ma Huateng said disdainfully: "Although I am a little older, I don't have a master yet.
You old fool, don’t lie to me!"
"If you don't believe me, I'll throw you away." Zhao Wuji spread his hands and found the right opportunity to say: "Hey, Mr. Ma, I didn't come here to stay at Ma's house for a long time today. I just wanted to ask you to borrow something."
"What can I borrow? Let me agree first. You can't let me, the Ma family, accompany you to death." Ma Huateng glanced at Zhao Wuji with a cautious look. How could he not know that Zhao Wuji was a scammer just like him? What the hell?
Ghosts and ghosts usually speak of gold, so you must be on guard against them!
"We already know that the Central Territory Killer Shen Dynasty intervened and started to quell you evildoers." Ma Buqian hated iron and steel: "It turned the city of God into a pot of paste. Although it is indeed worthy of the name of the Seven Heroes of the Chaotic Sky,
But it’s a bit too much, and it’s too overwhelming.”
There was a pause.
"There must be a certain degree of restraint in burning, killing, looting, robbing, and helping the poor. Your direct actions to silence people are tantamount to choking other people's throats. Even those forces that have nothing to do with their own affairs will make chaos when they see you.
After Qixiong's methods, you will feel restless, and will have the urge to eradicate you." Ma Buqian glanced at Zhao Wuji helplessly at this time, continued to smile bitterly and sighed: "You young people just don't do things well.
Know how to take detours and leave some room for others."
However, Zhao Wuji did not think so, saying: "Since you have chosen to take action, you have to be serious and take detours to save face. That is something that is done between forces, and we are only a group of seven people at best."<
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"If this organization can't make people feel a headache, I will feel like a failure." Zao Wuji said: "The current situation is what I want."
"Now the assassins from the Divine Dynasty are out. I heard that they are the most vicious hell killers among the three killer dynasties. How do you plan to deal with the slums in Divine City?" Ma Huateng looked slightly serious.
"Fuck." Zhao Wuji's eyes were sharp, and he looked at Ma Huateng: "I came here just to borrow some resources from you. Now it's not easy to borrow some resources from those losers in Shencheng in a big way, so I thought of you.
Here, after all, there is a source of origin."
"It's true that there is a source vein, how much do you want to borrow?" Ma Buqian on the side asked without hesitation at this moment: "Our Ma family has taken out almost 100 million kilograms of sources, which is indeed more than the four major families in the divine city.
Several times."
"Then let's borrow 100 million." Zhao Wuji said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
"Holy shit, Xiaoyou Zhao, are you going to risk my entire Ma family?" An elder said excitedly: "One hundred million is the wealth of our Ma family, and a lot of it is used to set up formations. What can actually be taken out is
Just fifty million catties."
"I'll give you 300 million." Ma Huateng glanced at the elder at this moment, then smiled at Zhao Wuji, an old and cunning man, and said: "How could I not hide private goods for so many years!"
"Father!" Ma Buqian said excitedly: "Didn't you always say that you would use it all to arrange your grand array in your later years?"
"I'm so alive and kicking now, why are you setting up the formation? You guys want me to die early, don't you?" Ma Huateng glanced at his incompetent son: "It's just a reserve, just in case you brothers fight for the family property.
Leave 300 million for retirement."
"..." Ma stopped and was speechless.
"..." Zhao Wuji gave a thumbs up. In this era, there is also the concept of anti-aging? How advanced! He even considered fighting for family property. This old boy is quite shrewd!
"To be honest." The old man Ma Huateng looked at Zhao Wuji, his old eyes filled with tears. He patted Zhao Wuji's shoulder with his withered hand: "Seeing how you are not afraid of power and how lonely and brave you are now, I seem to have seen you.
When I was young, the assassin dynasty was just a gimmick, and it wasn’t really that scary."
"Yeah." Zhao Wuji nodded.
"Oh, it's a pity. I once promised someone not to step out of Ma's house, otherwise I would like to see with my own eyes what kind of mountains and rivers formation you want to use the secret realm of dragon transformation to kill those saints! It must be spectacular!
! This is such an exciting thing!" It can be seen that there is real yearning in Ma Huateng's old eyes, as if he has already seen the scene at that time!
"It's okay. I won a great victory in the battle. I will be the first to report the good news to you, Mr. Ma, when I come back." Zhao Wuji's lips curled up with a hint of evil but not impolite, and he immediately responded and said: "Oh, by the way, I have one more thing to do.
He said, I want you to stay with her for a few days."
"Damn it, your kid is also a cruel person. You've only been out for a few months, right? Is your son so old?" Ma stopped for a moment, then spoke subconsciously.
"No, I picked it up on the road. Also, she is a girl." Zhao Wuji corrected: "Originally, his name was Nannan, but I named him Xiaogu."
In fact, he wanted to see what results he would get from the causes he planted. Although he didn't believe in reincarnation, he still had some half-belief in the theory of cause and effect.
This is also the reason why he named this girl Xiao Gu, with the word "古" which is confusing to the ancient.