"As long as you follow me and achieve my glorious image, you can be regarded as giving me a firm support! You will be my closest comrade-in-arms. I guarantee..." Meng Wuzhen said every word, his face was full of high spirits, and he was a winner. He held his hand and said: "...the post of Prime Minister of the Western Heaven and Earth in the future is yours! Besides... I am willing to sworn brotherhood with you, so that we will be faithful to each other from now on; I am the Great Emperor of the Western Heaven, and you are another happy guest!"
With a kind of absolute confidence, Meng Wuzhen said in a deep voice: "This is my promise to Meng Wuzhen! Moreover, he is a Qashqai with real power in his hand, one person under one man and above ten thousand!"
Meng Wuzhen had a smile in his eyes: "I believe Lord Ye is a smart person. He won't fail to understand my sincerity!"
At this point, Ye Xiao laughed out loud.
No matter what Ye Xiao said, he had to admit that this Meng Wuzhen was really a talent.
His evaluation of him just now was obviously too low!
"I believe you have seen my sincerity." Meng Wuzhen said: "I stayed here myself, with the blood of Prince Xitian, who was seriously injured; with the more than 27,000 disciples of the headquarters in Guizhen Pavilion, everyone's lives, plus the future. The promise of the Emperor of Heaven, the position of the prime minister, and the height of the king's shoulders, to show my highest sincerity, this price is in exchange for cooperation with you! How about it?"
Meng Wuzhen's face was full of confidence.
He is 10,000% sure that he can impress Ye Xiao. In this world, except for the princes and princesses of the world, there is no one else who can resist such a temptation!
Ye Xiao, but the head of a power in the rivers and lakes, how much scenery can he see, how can he be an exception? !
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Strictly speaking, if Meng Wuzhen used such conditions to win over the Brotherhood, perhaps the Brotherhood would have already become a vassal of Guizhen Pavilion.
As Meng Wuzhen said, such a temptation is indeed a temptation that most people cannot resist.
Even Ye Xiao had to admit it.
So he laughed.
Hearing Ye Xiaolang's smile, Meng Wuzhen's face added a bit of joy: "Brother Ye is indeed a sensible person who understands current affairs!"
Ye Xiao shook his head and said, "Prince Meng, you don't have to be so happy. You misunderstood what I meant by laughing. I was just laughing at you for giving too little and offering lower conditions. It's really not convincing."
Meng Wuzhen couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words: "Too little is given? The conditions are lower? It seems that Brother Ye has a lot of appetite, so that's okay. He looks at me as the Emperor of the West, and looks at the world. What else is there for me to give?" It's an unbearable price, tell me... what do you want? Or let me promise you something!"
Ye Xiao smiled softly: "You really can't afford to give me what I want, even if you really became Xitiandi at that time, you still can't afford to give it... because what I want is the whole world of mortals... the supreme ruler ! Do you understand?"
Meng Wuzhen's expression changed drastically!
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was wrong, he miscalculated one thing, a very terrible thing!
I should have escaped.
I shouldn't risk staying here.
Meng Wuzhen never expected Ye Xiao... to have such an ambition!
Meng Wuzhen took a deep breath and said: "Since Brother Ye is willing to do so, I will not force others to make things difficult. As I said in the foreword, from now on, I will clear up all grievances and grievances, and will not get involved in other things. Treat it as a friend."
Meng Wuzhen can be regarded as a quick-witted person, he changed his tune on the spot, and still managed to get the scene going, very well.
Ye Xiao smiled: "Idiots talk about dreams, the most taboo is to wake up from the dream. Dreams are not true, your dreams are empty, you should go on the road with peace of mind. Anyway, I don't want to say a word to you, even a single word."
Meng Wuzhen opened her mouth anxiously: "You..." Before she finished speaking, her whole body froze for a moment.
He looked down in a daze, but saw that there was a shiny sword blade under his neck, and blood flowed out. The back of my neck also felt a chill...
"Is that because the tip of the sword has passed through my throat?" Meng Wuzhen thought blankly.
Is it really wrong
Meng Wuzhen's face turned dead gray in an instant; the whole person hung limply on Ye Xiao's sword, completely lost his breath, and died...
At the same time, a puff of white smoke rose from the top of Meng Wuzhen's head. It was a shrunken version of Meng Wuzhen's image. Looking at Ye Xiao, his eyes were full of fear, and he was about to turn into wind and die. go.
Immediately there was another great force, which suddenly emerged from Meng Wuzhen's soul, wrapped around Meng Wuzhen's soul, and rose rapidly, obviously intending to escape.
Ye Xiao clearly felt a majestic kingly aura from this guarding force.
Obviously, this is the projection of the divine mind left on his son by the West Heaven Emperor, and it is used to protect his son's Yuanling soul as the last means of life-saving.
As long as Meng Wuzhen's soul is immortal and his soul remains, reshaping his body is nothing more than a trivial matter for a powerhouse like the Western Heavenly Emperor!
Just when Meng Wuzhen's primordial spirit and soul were about to escape to the extreme, he saw a vine that seemed real and illusory suddenly appeared in the sky, and the countless tentacles on the vine instantly entangled Meng Wuzhen. The soul, in the next moment, a strange space appeared.
The Divine Sense of Emperor Xitian, who enveloped Meng Wuzhen's soul, seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly broke free from the vine tentacles, and entered that mysterious space like lightning.
However, at the next moment, there was a tragic roar.
This roar actually didn't have any sound waves, but it formed a tsunami of sound waves in the spiritual thoughts of everyone present: "... three feet red..."
Ye Xiao smiled lightly: "That's right, it's the three-foot world of mortals!"
"If I only want to kill Meng Wuzhen, the projection of the divine mind of the Emperor of Heaven will inevitably escape. That would be a pity, so I set up this game to invite you into the urn." Ye Xiao said lightly: "Once you enter the three-foot world of mortals The natal space... Even if it is the Divine Sense of the Heavenly Emperor, there is nowhere to escape!"
"Second goods, it's cheaper for you."
Meng Wuzhen's corpse fell down with a bang, his eyes were opened round, staring blankly at the gray sky, dying with regret.
"Meow… "
The Erhuo in the space spontaneously let out a cry of joy and excitement.
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Yu Fenghuang and Hong Fenghuang looked at Meng Wuzhen's fallen body, and their eyes instantly turned gray, as if they had no life at all.
Master... just died like this
Young master is the one who wants to be the emperor of the west, why did he die like this? …
Ye Xiao looked at the two girls quietly, speechless for a while.
Yu Fenghuang's tender body shook twice, and suddenly let out a miserable laugh: "My lord, go slowly! You are noble all your life, how can you have no one to serve you..."
Suddenly, with a bang, a ball of purple blood spewed out from Yu Fenghuang's mouth, and his body fell limply, and he died.
Almost at the same time, there was also a bang on Hong Fenghuang's body, and he also collapsed into dust.
The two women, one in front and the other behind, completely shattered their spirits and annihilated their last bit of vitality.
The young master's mind and soul are all dead, and we have to die so that our souls are all dead.
If it is not the same way of death, what if you go to a world that is not the same as the son... what should you do
Yu Fenghuang's body fell straight down, his two hands suddenly stretched out, trying his best to hug Meng Wuzhen's head, and covered Meng Wuzhen's decadent face under his chest...
Young master died in such a state of embarrassment, he definitely doesn't want others to see his face at this moment, I want to cover his face for him...
Hong Fenghuang's body also fell limply, but she sat down on the ground, and then slowly leaned up, as if she was slowly cuddling into Meng Wuzhen's arms...
There was a contented smile on the bright and pretty face at this moment...
There is no more sound.
When the young master was alive, I really wanted to snuggle into his arms... But the young master looked down on me... Now, I... finally died in his arms, it can be regarded as... my wish has been fulfilled...