There was a man in front of the crowd, wearing a brocade robe embroidered with flowers, his hair was loose, his face was powdered, and there was a little cinnabar between his eyebrows. He looked handsome, but his body was full of coldness.
This person is Hua Sanliu, the chief pavilion master of the Jiuzhong Pavilion. He looks like he is in his early twenties, but he is actually over fifty.
And standing behind him were eight people of different heights, short, fat, and thin, some were old men, and some were young girls in their twenties.
These nine people are nine of the top 100 people in the world.
It can also be said that all of them are notorious.
Ba Ge advocated that after Ziliu's martial arts mastered, he would kill all the family members who had despised him.
The seventy or eighty-year-old man was Lu Wu, the master of the fourth pavilion. When he was young, he had killed all his parents and relatives, and then chopped them up and fed them to the dogs.
And that woman who looks like a 28-year-old girl is Shi Qingjiao, the master of the five pavilions. She once went down the mountain to conceal her identity to marry a rich boy, killed everyone on the wedding night, and then drifted away.
At first, some people thought that it was because of her hatred or emotional entanglement, but later she spread a word: "I fell in love with him as soon as I saw him, and I wished to stay with him every day until I grew old, but then I suddenly didn't like him anymore. Then kill it."
Several other people also had different deeds.
It's just that they have had little influence, and the Jiuzhong Pavilion is so powerful that people in the world can't do anything to them even if they don't like it.
"The Pavilion Master is here!"
"Meet the Pavilion Master!"
When everyone saw so many rare people gathered here, there was a look of awe on their faces.
At this time, several people were looking at Qi Zixiao, the legendary woman.
And Qi Zixiao stared at Hua Sanliu.
"Oh, what day is it today? There is such a distinguished guest coming to my Jiuzhong Pavilion. If I had known earlier, I would have gone out to meet him. I just don't know that you, the emperor of great glory, came here What's the point? You're not afraid that if you come, you won't be able to go back?" Hua Sanliu said with an exaggerated tone with a secretive smile on his face.
"The antidote to half-death, here I am. You can say anything you want." The empress didn't say a word of nonsense, and got straight to the point.
"Hey, half-dead, does that have an antidote?" Hua Sanliu asked in surprise, then looked behind him suspiciously: "Is there an antidote for half-dead? Why don't I know?"
"The Great Pavilion Master hasn't heard of it, so of course he doesn't have it." Shi Qingjiao covered her mouth and smiled lightly.
Hearing this, the Empress's heart tightened suddenly, and her murderous aura shot up to the sky. If there is no antidote for half-dead, that person will be like a wooden man in the future
"Oh, I remembered it. It seems that there is an antidote. My memory has gotten worse and worse in the past two years. But I am curious, who is the person who has been half-death and can make you the Emperor Dayao?" You came to ask for it yourself?" Hua Sanliu said with a low smile.
"I heard that you recently raised a little boy. Could it be him? You are shining so brightly that there is probably no one else worthy of your attention except Hongwu."
The empress felt cold all over her body, the surrounding air was several degrees lower, and the wind blew in the field, raising the empress's hair.
"Bring the antidote." The Empress' voice was not the slightest bit warm.
"Oh, but you are begging me now, I am so scared when you talk like that!" Hua Sanliu said in a strange voice, and everyone burst into laughter.
If they saw Qi Zixiao outside, they wouldn't dare to do anything.
But here, there is Hua Sanliu, who is even more powerful than Qi Zixiao, and everyone has no fear at all. They can laugh at No. 7 Under Heaven's expert face to face, and watch her suffer. Such an opportunity may never come again in this life.
The empress frowned slightly, her whole body became more cold. This Hua Sanliu is indeed the most unglamorous and disgusting one among the top ten masters.
If it wasn't for the fact that she still wanted to get the antidote, she would have called at this time without further ado.
"Give me the antidote, and you can ask for a condition." The Empress said again.
"So generous, so majestic, as expected of Qi Zixiao. Since you said so, then I will mention it." Hua Sanliu smiled strangely, and pointed at the empress with his finger: "I want you!"
Everyone laughed again.
At this moment, a layer of ice could be scraped off the empress's face.
"That little boy you raised. Give him to me. I'll save him and leave him here. How about it? I'm curious about a man who can fascinate even a character like you." Hua Sanliu's voice After a turn, he continued.
"You are looking for death." The empress squeezed her fists and said, in this life, who ever talked to her like that
"If you bring 1,500 flying cavalry, or Hongwu, maybe I really dare not. But you came by yourself, why wouldn't I dare?" Hua Sanliu laughed loudly.
"What are the conditions to give me the antidote." The empress gritted her teeth and said.
"Pfft, oops, you're really cute, and you haven't turned your back on him until now. It seems that that person is really important. There are not many opportunities for this, so I have to think about it." Hua Sanliu laughed again.
"Go, bring the antidote." Hua Sanliu suddenly said to the people behind him.
Zhu Lang, the owner of the Nine Pavilions, is puffy and fat, like a rich man. He has been wiping his sweat there since he came here. He sighed when he heard this, and ran back towards the back. His movements were not fast, but every step he stepped on The ground and the ground would shake up, making people wonder if the body of the Nine Pavilion Masters is made of metal, otherwise how could it be so heavy.
But Zhu Lang is the one who researches the most medicines in the Jiuzhong Pavilion.
The venue fell into silence for a while, Hua Sanliu was thinking hard, what do you want
After a while, Zhu Lang ran back again, with an extra small box in his hand and threw it to Hua Sanliu.
"Want?" Hua Sanliu played with the box and looked up at the empress.
"Do you really want it?"
"Present your conditions." Seeing the box, the Empress felt a little loose on her face.
Anyway, just taking the box back will save him.
"Conditions, conditions, I can't think of it. Suddenly, I don't seem to want anything. If I like women, maybe I can let you accompany me for a while, but I don't even like women, so what else do I want? ?” Hua Sanliu was suddenly distressed.
"Suddenly I feel that my life is very boring. I don't like men, women, gold and silver. Do you think it's boring?" Hua Sanliu turned to look at the people behind him.
"It's really boring, it's simply too boring." A big man made of steel nodded in agreement.
"If it's me, I'd just die." A thin man like a bamboo pole said sinisterly.
"Oh, that's a good idea, that's a good idea." Hua Sanliu laughed cheerfully when he heard this, as if he had heard something funny.
Throwing the box to Zhu Lang, he raised his head and looked at the empress with a sneer on his face: "In this way, if you kill me, the thing will be yours. If you can't kill me, I'll take your skin off and make it the most beautiful person." Ouch, put it here for everyone to watch at will..., okay?"
The empress let go, and the black backpack hung directly on the gate, and rushed towards Huasanliu.
"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!"