Without getting entangled in this issue, Prince Heng began to discuss with Jiang Bai some of his insights from previous battles and some inquiries into Jiang Bai's secret knowledge. Jiang Bai was not too cold-hearted. He still expected others to do things, so he couldn't be too disrespectful. .
He told some half-truths and half-falsehoods, such as the origin of the names of "Supreme Fist", "Heavenly Sword to Kill Gods", "Heavenly Emperor's Mahamudra", etc., which caused people around to exclaim and looked at Jiang Bai with a confused look. Something is different.
From a wild boy who jumped out of nowhere, he became an outstanding disciple of a certain forbidden land. From Jiang Bai's attitude towards Prince Heng, he even began to wonder whether Jiang Bai might be a direct disciple of an unknown emperor. Wait, otherwise what kind of person would have such magnanimity to remain unmoved and treat him as an equal when facing the Emperor's own children.
These words were all whispered in private, but who Jiang Bai was, he heard it clearly and did not explain it, and smiled broadly.
After three drinks and five dishes, there was a sound in the distance. The next second, a servant rushed over from a distance and whispered something in the ear of the slightly drunk Prince Heng. Then he heard Prince Heng shouting loudly. : "Let him in."
The servant excused himself, and when the incense stick was half full, a middle-aged man wearing a vermilion python robe walked in from outside. He looked about thirty-five or six-year-old, with a round waist and a wild aura about his body. His face was considered handsome, but he had a beard. Destroys the beauty.
He did not come alone. There were dozens of guards following him. They were uniformly red armors and had extraordinary aura. They were all characters in the holy stage. The two leaders were masters at the peak of the king realm. , of course there is still some gap compared with this one, this middle-aged man is at least Tianzun realm.
Among these people, more than a dozen women in white clothes were chained up by special chains, and were led by others. The leader was a mature woman in her thirties who had the highest cultivation level, the peak of all kings, and was only If someone takes the lock, the cultivation level cannot be expanded.
She looks really good, she's pretty, she has the aura of a mature woman, and she has a plump figure.
Behind her were twenty or thirty people, all of whom were chained up with black iron chains. Some looked sad, some had bright eyebrows, and their postures were different. Some of them had hatred on their faces and were of various ages. There are only a few petite and young people in their twenties and thirties.
Without exception, they are all beautiful and delicious. It seems that all the beauties in Tianhuanjian Pavilion were kept by this King Chen. After Tianhuanjian Pavilion was destroyed, those who could survive had certain looks, as for the others. . It is estimated that he has passed away a long time ago, and there is no need to stay after all.
It is said that there are thousands of people in Tianhuan Sword Pavilion, plus at least tens of thousands of slaves, all of whom are women. Now there are only these twenty or thirty people left. If they can be retained by King Chen, they are naturally beautiful.
"My nephew, Zhao Yichen, has met Uncle Thirty-sixth. I would like to pay my respects to Uncle Thirty-sixth. I wish you a long and prosperous life and may you reach heaven soon." The middle-aged man in a red python robe ignored the left and right as soon as he entered the room and ignored him. The people around him stood up one after another because of his arrival, and walked directly to Prince Heng, and bowed to him.
Jiang Bai, who was drinking there at that time, almost spit out the wine and choked heavily.
"Go to heaven as soon as possible?" What about damning people to death? This is really not auspicious words.