"Didn't you just say that I am special and have a maverick temperament? Why do you dislike me now?" Xu Zimo said with a light smile, "Oh, woman."
"It's just that you know people, face, but don't know your heart," Ji Baiyu said flatly.
"Then let's have a deeper understanding when we have time," Xu Zimo looked at Ji Baiyu's itching teeth, laughed and walked ten miles away.
... ... ...
Seeing Xu Zimo's leaving back, Ji Baiyu asked angrily: "Grandpa Heimu, do you really believe that he can carry the destiny?"
"The emperor is the strongest in an era, so who can bear the destiny casually," said the old man Heimu shaking his head.
"Then why do you still ask me to give him the emperor's blood?" Ji Baiyu asked suspiciously.
"If he had opened the jade card just now, I might be able to escape with all my might, but what should you do?" The old man Heimu said helplessly, "Don't look at him smiling all the time, but I can tell that this kind of person will definitely be killed. decisive.
He will definitely kill you, and then snatch the emperor's blood. "
"Despicable," Ji Baiyu said bitterly, looking at the direction Xu Zimo left.
...
On the other side, Ten Miles of Sky asked curiously, "Is that really Emperor's blood?"
"Would you like to take it for a try? One drop can make you immortal," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I'm not interested, so what can I do with the Emperor's Blood? After all, I have to do my own martial arts. No matter how strong the external force is, it's just an aid," Shili Changkong replied proudly.
When the two went downstairs, they found Lin Ruhu and Guan Zhenhai sitting in the private room.
Guan Zhenhai hugged several girls left and right, having a great time playing.
Lin Ruhu, on the other hand, was devouring the food and wine, and had no interest in the girl beside him.
"Brother Guan, you can play slowly by yourself, let's go back first," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Ah, Junior Brother Zimo came down so soon?" Guan Zhenhai looked at Xu Zimo with an ambiguous look and said, "Junior brother needs to make up more, it's a big problem that the kidney is not good."
"Get out," Xu Zimo cursed with a smile, and then led everyone away.
...
At the same time, the head of the Chang family, Chang Tianxiong, listened to his son Chang Wei's words, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
He was tall and tall, wearing a light green robe, with white clouds embroidered on the cuffs and neckline of the green robe.
He has a rough complexion but a delicate mind, with a big beard, he asked, "Did that disciple tell you about his background?"
"I didn't say anything," Chang Wei shook his head and said, "What kind of status can a brother who is a waste like Guan Zhenhai have.
People live in groups, and things are divided into categories. "
"Don't take it lightly, if it's just an ordinary inner disciple, we have some relationship in Zhenwu Shengzong," Chang Tianxiong said thoughtfully: "But if it's an elite inner disciple, or a true disciple, there will be some trouble."
"Then what should I do?" Chang Wei also said a little scared: "I also want to go to Mingyue Tower to book a banquet for him in order to win over the Third Highness."
"Has the person we went to inquire about at the branch of Zhenwu Shengzong come back?" Chang Tianxiong asked: "Then Zhenhai has not been less favored by us on weekdays, so it should be of some use now!"
Chang Wei shook his head and said, "All the people we sent to the branch hall were kicked out, and we didn't even see Guan Zhenhai's face."
"Then let's just wait for his arrival and see what kind of bull, horse and snake god it is," Chang Tianxiong snorted coldly, and said, "We must find a way to let His Highness know about this matter. It would be best to drag the royal family into trouble."
"I understand," Chang Wei nodded.
... ... ...
In the afternoon, Chang Wei was beaten a hundred times by the Patriarch in front of many elders and other members of the family.
It is said that Chang Wei planned to book the Mingyue Tower because he wanted to entertain the Third Highness, but he had a conflict with the disciples of Zhenwu Shengzong.
The news began to spread wildly throughout the Chang family.
The night was getting darker, and a crescent moon hung in the sky.
In the wing room in the backyard of the Chang family, a young man and an old man stood by the window of the wing room.
The young man has a handsome face, wearing a blue and white robe, with an unbelievable arrogance on his body, he is like a born king.
The old man is very low-key, if you don't pay attention, you won't even notice the old man's existence.
He was wearing a gray gown, his eyes were as deep as a black hole, and the black hair on the top of his head was mixed with white, he looked like an old man in his twilight years.
... ... ...
"What does your Highness think about the news that is spreading wildly outside?" the old man asked.
"The Chang family got into trouble with the Zhenwu Sacred Sect and wanted to drag me into the water," the young man laughed, and replied, "But this Zhenwu Sacred Sect is too much, and all the disciples are very arrogant."
"Your Highness, please be careful, there are some things we can't talk about," the old man shook his head hastily and warned.
"Is this True Martial Sacred Sect really that strong?" the young man asked suspiciously.
He is the third highness of the Ziyang Empire, and their Ziyang Empire is one of the two largest empires in this far west.
His father is even more powerful in the Emperor Vessel Realm. There are nearly a hundred Venerable Vessel Realm strongmen in the country, and countless Space Vein Realm experts.
But this Zhenwu Shengzong was pressing on them like a mountain. Everyone bowed their heads to Zhenwu Shengzong, and the young people were extremely unconvinced.
"Your Highness, let alone you, even if the monarch comes in person, you must have awe towards Zhenwu Shengzong," the old man said with emotion, "Do you know why your An family can become the ruler of this Ziyang Empire?"
"Isn't it the ancestors of our An family who conquered the country step by step?" The young man asked suspiciously.
"The Ziyang Empire has existed for nearly ten thousand years, and there have been many rulers during this period.
The ruler of the Ziyang Empire in the previous generation was not surnamed An, and the rulers of that generation were too proud to obey the orders of the Zhenwu Sect." The old man shook his head, and said slowly: "Later, an old man came from the Zhenwu Sect. Zong Nei walked out.
Within a day, the ruler of that generation, including his clan, and everyone related to him were wiped out from this world.
It has not been seen since, and you Anjia was appointed as the new ruler after passing the test.
Do you know that power, empire, and throne are nothing but a joke in front of those absolute powers. "
"I understand, I didn't want to conflict with the people of Zhenwu Shengzong," the young man nodded, and said: "But this time, my brothers and I competed for the candidate for the crown prince, and we came all the way to the Chang family.
But the members of the Chang family have been procrastinating on our proposal, unwilling to make up their minds.
If we can help them solve their troubles this time, maybe we can win them over and become my great strength. "
"Let's see what kind of person you are tomorrow." The old man thought for a while and said, "If it's an ordinary disciple, it's fine.
But if it's true disciples, even if we come forward, it's useless. "