"Call me king, and help the Song Dynasty to attack Jin and Liao in the future?"
Jiang Dali shook his head and chuckled, and said lightly, "It really sounds like a very good-sounding condition.
It's a pity... the last Gu Santong who was your brother, Zhu Wuwu, was imprisoned by you for twenty years, and even his woman was snatched away by you. You are not as good as the one from the Three Kingdoms period
Cao Ah Man is even more hateful."
"shut up!"
Zhu Wuwang's tiger eyes suddenly bloomed with sharp light, but he remained silent for a long time. He took another sip of wine and said with sorrow in his eyes, "Brother Jiang, since you know Su Xin, you should also know Su Xin's current condition.
Yes, Su Xin is the nominal wife of Gu Santong, and my Zhu Wuwu's behavior is indeed the same as that of Cao Ah Ma during the Three Kingdoms period.
But I got to know Su Xin long before Gu San Tong. Gu San Tong was obsessed with practicing martial arts all day long and never cared much about Su Xin. He couldn't take good care of Su Xin at all, and I didn't want Su Xin to suffer.
Wronged......"
Jiang Dali sneered, "So you stole Gu Santong's wife?"
Zhu Wulan shouted in a low voice, "I didn't. I have never done anything that made Su Xin reluctant, let alone forced Su Xin. The relationship between me and Su Xin is innocent, but I just don't want her to do it for a martial artist."
I wasted my youth because of my obsession, and even wasted my life."
Jiang Dali: "What about now? She is completely separated from Gu Santong. Are you satisfied?"
Zhu Wulan took another sip of wine and said with a wry smile, "It seems that you know a lot about Su Xin. Even my adopted sons don't know about it, but you know that I do look down on you in Heifeng Village."
Lord."
He paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "To be honest, the reason why I insisted on seizing the throne was that at first I just wanted to use the position of the Ninth Five-Year Master to use the majestic dragon energy and the resources of the Holy Dynasty to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation in the future.
Return to the true state.”
Changing the topic, Zhu Wu said, "You should have obtained Tianchi Weixia's "Absorbing Gong Dafa" from my Dragon Protection Villa, but you should also see that Tianchi Weixia's "Absorbing Gong Dafa" is not as good as mine.
On this basis, we will improve the newly created "Absorbing Gong Dafa"."
Jiang Dali frowned and nodded solemnly.
He wanted to drink, but found in embarrassment that the jug of wine he had just poured into the stone table along with the jug.
He immediately stretched out his hand, inserted his five fingers into the stone table like steel bars, and forcefully pulled out the wine flask under Zhu Wuwang's strange gaze. He took a sip and tested it.
"Tianchi Weixia's "Absorbing Gong Technique" is already a heaven-level secret skill. You have perfected and improved it on this basis to make it more suitable for you. Could it be that it is already a heaven-level skill?"
Zhu Wuwen looked away and did not answer directly. He said in an arrogant tone, "If I can break through to the state of returning to the true state and cultivate the soul, with the "Absorption Technique" I improved and created, I can hope to suck out Su Xin's consciousness, and then
Beat her consciousness into the flesh shell prepared for her, so that even if her body is completely necrotic, I can make her reborn."
"Borrowing the body to return the spirit?"
Jiang Dali couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
This kind of thing is completely absurd and fabricated in unofficial legends.
Zhu Wuwu actually said that he could do it after breaking through to the Return to True Realm, which was simply unbelievable.
I'm afraid anyone who heard it would think Zhu Wuli was crazy.
But Jiang Dali knew that given how much Zhu Wuwang valued Su Xin, since he dared to say this, he must be absolutely sure that nothing would go wrong and cause an irreversible dangerous situation.
Moreover, Zhu Wuwu's power-absorbing method is indeed extremely powerful in absorbing gods.
Thinking about it this way, for so many years, Zhu Wuyi has been practicing and improving the magic of absorbing gods like crazy, and even ambitiously wants to become the emperor. A large part of the reason is indeed because of his sincerity, and he can indeed be regarded as a bitter person.
Jiang Dali drank the wine in the pot in one gulp and said, "I have one last question. Haven't you ever thought that even if Su Xin really came to life in someone else's body in this way, she would find it difficult to accept it.
Could it be herself?
No one wants to be someone else, to be trapped in someone else’s body.”
Speaking of this, Jiang Dali was deeply moved.
Although his current state is not trapped in another person's body, he is trapped in this mixed martial arts world. This is not a kind of sadness without relief.
There are some things that may make a person feel happy when he doesn't know anything.
But when a person knows clearly, distress will arise from this.
"I have thought about it, but I have no other way. I have no other way...because in this world, I can't find the second heavenly fragrant cardamom that awakens my heart."
Zhu ignored "hehehe" and smiled, his smile was very sad and cold.
He suddenly raised his head and drank all the wine in the pot in one breath, not even a drop was left.
This was the first time he drank alcohol in so many years since he vowed to win the throne and rescue Su Xin.
The reason why he drank was not to celebrate the throne that was at his fingertips, but to drink away the sorrow in his eyes and the bitterness in his heart.
If a person who has never drank alcohol suddenly becomes addicted to alcohol, he must be sad, and sad people must also be sentimental people.
Jiang Dali suddenly admired this person who he once looked down upon and considered hypocritical.
There is a kind of pain in the world that no one can comfort or dissuade, and only this kind of pain is the real pain.
He has always liked people who are straightforward and heroic, or someone like Lu Xiaofeng who is heartless but cares about other people's affairs and is not afraid of power, or someone like Dongfang Bubai who can do one thing to the extreme and despise everyone else.
people.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt some sympathy and some admiration for Zhu Yi for ignoring such a person who would do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
At least there is still love in the other person's heart, the strongest love.
Regardless of whether others can bear this kind of love, it also means that the person who has planned this love for more than 20 years is considered powerful.
Even if a person with love in his heart is bad, he is not bad to the core.
So what counts as good?
Jiang Dali asked himself, "What is good?"
At least he doesn't think he is a good person, but he also doesn't think he is as heinous as people in the world say.
So whether he is the same kind of person as Zhu Wuyi or not.
"Thank you very much for listening to what I have to say today."
Zhu Wuwu looked at the empty wine bottle and suddenly said, the sadness in his eyes gradually subsided.
Jiang Dali looked at the deformed wine bottle in his hand, nodded slightly and said, "Unfortunately, the wine has been finished."
These two top masters in the world, who were originally enemies but not friends, were now sitting and drinking with each other as if they were close friends. There was no hint of tit-for-tat or pretense in their words. They were originally looking at the large number of imperial guards outside the courtyard, puzzled and dumbfounded.
But now, it's just as the two said.
The wine has been finished.
The story has been told.
The sympathy between enemies should be ended with the sword.
Zhu Wuwu suddenly stood up with a long smile, and with a majestic tone, he looked at the intimidating Kung Fu Shinto on the side, "Brother Jiang and I had a good chat today. This is the first time in more than 20 years that I can drink so happily with someone.
God of Quan Dao, please go, your son Quan Chi is waiting for you in Fengyang, you are no longer needed here."
The boxing god was startled, and immediately looked at Jiang Dali, then at Zhu Wuwu, frowning and saying, "Are you serious? The person who captured my son is obviously the tyrant of the Tianxiahui. How do you know the whereabouts of my son?"
Zhu Wulan's eyes were stern and he said, "Could it be that in your eyes as a boxing god, you only have the leader of the Xiongxiong clan of the Tianxiahui, but not me, Zhu Tiedan? If you want a son, there is no need to be verbose. I can see that you actually don't
I am willing to take action against Brother Jiang, but I don’t need your help now."
"good!"
Jiang Dali suddenly stood up, looked at Zhu Wuwu with a faint smile and said, "Since you, Zhu Tiedan, think so highly of our village master, I will be magnanimous for once today. If you die in my hands today, my village master will follow your orders."
I hope that I will continue to look for the fragrant cardamom and revive Su Xin."
Zhu ignored Qu Ran's expression and focused on Jiang Dali, nodded solemnly and said, "Brother Jiang is indeed a respectable opponent!"
"No more nonsense."
Jiang Dali looked coldly at the boxing god, "Go away. The three things you promised to do for me have been done, but I didn't help you find your son. But now, my enemy has informed you of your son's whereabouts."
Give it to you, and we can be considered settled."
In his eyes, the red light representing hostility on the boxing god's body was still looming, exactly the same as what he saw a day ago.
This is indeed what the Iron Courage God Hou Zhuwu said, and the Boxing God did not want to do anything to him, perhaps because he was conquered by his charisma of persuading people with reason.
"Okay! Since both of you want me to leave, then I'll go!" The Boxing God laughed, "As long as I know the whereabouts of my son, I won't bother to care about your nonsense, Black Wind Village Master, Tietou Shenhou
, you all can be regarded as heroes, I admire you as a boxing god, goodbye!"
After saying this, the martial arts god stomped his feet heavily, and his body flew backwards like an arrow over the courtyard wall. He was faster than a ghost and flying in the wind, and disappeared in front of everyone with a few leaps of energy.
Suddenly, Jiang Dali and Zhu Wuwu were the only two people left in the courtyard, one table apart.
Zhu Wuwu looked at Jiang Dali and said calmly, "Brother Jiang should know that I did not win the throne for myself, so it will be very difficult for you to leave alive today, even if you have created the indestructible power of the Vajra
new road."
This sentence seems a bit redundant and inexplicable.
But Jiang Dali understood what this meant. His pupils shrank slightly, but he still said fearlessly, "You are willing to tell me this. It seems that you are very confident that you can take me down alone. Otherwise, now King Nie and
It’s time for the hero to appear.”
Zhu Wulan sighed, "If Xiongba really comes, Brother Jiang, you will be doomed."
At this point, both of them closed their mouths.
Their eyes met, and the battle was about to break out.
Jiang Dali suddenly had a feeling in his heart that this might be his most difficult battle since he emerged as Black Wind in the mixed martial arts world.
This feeling is not groundless, nor is it to flatter Zhu and ignore him, but is the telepathy born after reaching his level. The spiritual sense can foresee the threats and powerful aura around him. It can be said that the autumn wind has not yet moved but the cicada is aware of it.
Zhu Wuwu had another feeling. Although his expression was solemn and solemn, he still felt that Jiang Dali might be the second powerful enemy he had faced in this life, but the first and strongest enemy was already so strong that he
I feel sorry for myself, that is the tyrant who is always weighing down my head like a heavy mountain.
"Brother Jiang, be careful."
Zhu Wuwu suddenly took a deep breath, his thick back was slightly arched, and the royal robes all over his body were moving wildly in the wind. The clothes were fluttering, and an astonishing suction force emanated from his body.
boom!--
A space in the courtyard seemed to have collapsed in an instant. The stone tables and chairs suddenly flew up and rotated, and the grass and trees rolled back towards Zhu Wuwu.
An extremely terrifying force field suddenly opened domineeringly!
Whoosh!
The wine bottle in Jiang Dali's hand was suddenly thrown out at this moment, his whole body emitted a bright golden light, and he rushed out like a tiger leaping like a wolf. He punched out, and the stone table crashed into Zhu Wuwu with a loud bang.
At this moment, an emperor who has taken the power of absorbing power to a new high and an overlord who has taken the indestructible power of the Vajra to a new high are colliding...
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