But the gambling is set, it doesn't mean that Xiao Zi will really listen to Emperor Qianxie's words and stop moving forward.
After a gloomy expression, Xiao Zi calmed down again.
He saw it—
Although Emperor Qianxie's spirit skills were so great that he was already superior to him, his body was extremely fragile.
After that trick was used, Di Qianxie's expression was not so good, and it became even paler.
Therefore, Di Qianxie is already very difficult to stop him.
And in this world, if Emperor Qianxie couldn't stop him, then no one would be able to stop Xiao Zi's pace!
There was a smile on Xiao Zi's lips: "Brother, you and I haven't seen you for a long time. If we meet again today, it's just a victory or defeat, so why bother?"
Di Qianxie looked at Xiao Zi as if he was looking at a treacherous fox: "Shameless."
Xiao Zi just continued to smile: "In order to receive innocence, I don't care about this face."
"I want to go to see her with me, you can." Di Qianxie changed his mouth for the first time, but then said: "You only need to confess in front of my Emperor Spirit Cult that you Xiao Zi is a vile villain. , You are not as good as me, you will always be stepped on by me."
Xiao Zi raised her brow slightly and her expression changed slightly.
Both of them are lofty venerables. What's more, after fighting each other for so many years, no one is pleasing to the eyes. In fact, the fighting is the one who is better than the other, so even though Xiao Zi doesn't care about any reputation, but this is the only thing. It can almost be said to be his reverse scale.
Time waits for no one, the two confronted each other for a long time, and they were actually a little worried.
The time when Cang Li inferred Feng Wuxie came into the world was getting closer and closer.
"Don't tell me? If you don't want to say it, I don't have to waste time with you. I can't make a move, but these church members I brought will not be a problem to stop you. You will never see her today. of."
There was a smile on the corner of Di Qianxie's mouth:
"Heh, have you forgotten how she entered the time storm seven years ago? Even if you want to see her, do you think she would still be willing to see you as a master? I'm afraid that if I see you, don't just want to kill you. it is good."
Xiao Zi's fingers were clenched, released again, and then clenched again, coldly said:
"Di Qianxie, today, I am as you wish."
"Oh?"
"I Xiao Zi admits that I am a despicable villain, you are stronger than me, and I will always be stepped on by you."
He actually said it!
Di Qianxie was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to be like this.
After Xiao Zi finished speaking, the cultists of Emperor Lingjiao couldn't help but laugh and ridicule.
-The dignified Poison Vein's Poison Sovereign, who has the ability to shock the world, finally bowed his head and admitted that he was forever suppressed by the Emperor Lingjiao.
The forces of the two religions have fought for so long, and the people of the Emperor Ling Sect are naturally happy in their hearts.
Di Qianxie was expressionless: "Huh, you can bend and stretch."
Xiao Zi stopped responding to him, and then went to Feng Mansion with Di Qianxie without covering up.
—He must go to see her.
He has been waiting for seven years, and he wants to explain to her.
At that time, he personally appeared, attacked Yantian Pavilion, and fought against Emperor Qianxie and Cangli. Before planning, he did not expect that it would cause dramatic changes in the world and affect her.
The main responsibility for her disappearance lies with him, but he didn't mean it.
She regarded him as a master or an enemy, he killed countless people, but never thought of harming her.
Therefore, after half an hour, Xiao Zi appeared in front of Feng Wuxie.
But Feng Wuxie actually called him a master subconsciously.
And from her demeanor, it seems... Didn’t even remember his fault seven years ago
"It seems that you are not going to tell me what you have communicated with." Feng Wuxie looked at Xiao Zi, then looked at Di Qianxie, and came to this conclusion.
Xiao Zi didn't speak.
Emperor Qianxie raised his eyebrows.
Feng Wuxie didn't ask any further questions, and looked back at the surrounding environment, feeling a little speechless in her heart:
"Damn, every time I come here for Mao, I always come here first!"
-The pigsty in the backyard of Fengfu.
Mo Rong couldn't help but interject: "Maybe Madam, you have too much taste."
Feng Wuxie: "...Heavy taste of wool! Emperor Qianxie, do you care about him?"
Di Qianxie squinted at Mo Rong, and then said to Feng Wuxie, "Perhaps because this is the place where you were born first, the physical body of this world, the place where your body died, so your fate star can only draw you here. ."
He sent this sentence to Feng Wuxie through his heart sound, so everyone in the Feng family who was present could not hear it.
So as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
"Innocent, what are you holding in your hand?"
Xiao Zi asked suddenly.
His gaze was staring at the crow feather in Feng Wuxie's hand.
Feng Wuxie bowed his head and looked at Crow Yu for a long time, his expression sank again, sadness filled his heart.
"This... is a relic left to me by my friend."
Xiao Zi and Emperor Qianxie had good memories, and they quickly realized that they had seen the crow feather before.
Seven years ago, they had joined forces with a man who appeared out of thin air on the bottom of the Soul Sea, who looked like a god of death, and suppressed the dark nightmare!
At that time, the second half of the battle was basically supported by the death god, and his combat power was almost the sum of Emperor Qianxie and Xiao Zi!
And the weapons he used seemed to come from him, those black feathers that spread death!
It was exactly the same as what Feng Wuxie was holding at this time.
Wait, what did Feng Wuxie just say
This is... a relic
"Your friend, he...?" Xiao Zi frowned: "What have you experienced, terrible battles?"
Otherwise, how could that god of death...
Neither Di Qianxie nor Xiao Zi could imagine, what else in this world could... punish him
"This is a long story.
Let's go back to the room and talk. "
So the group went back to the room.
It was late at night, and the soul crystal in the room illuminated, Feng Wuxie thought for a moment, leaving Feng Mingzhu and Emperor Qianxie behind.
The reason why Feng Mingzhu was also stayed was because Feng Wuxie believed that it was necessary for her to let Mingzhu also understand the truth about the death of the Patriarch's grandfather.
The others had gone out, Xiao Zi was still there, and he raised his eyebrows at Feng Wuxie—that meant, I also wanted to listen.
Feng Wuxie helped her forehead and thought about it carefully, thinking that if we really want to completely eliminate the influence of the soul-storing jade left behind in this world, I am afraid that Xiao Zi's help is really needed—
"Okay, let's listen to Master, too."
Therefore, Feng Wuxie described in detail how she wandered in various worlds through time storms, and finally went to the ancient times, met Yao Xi, and finally fought Yushen (Na Hun).
After listening, the faces of several people looked a little heavy.
Even Crow Killer and Yao Xi both joined forces to sacrifice the soldiers, but they could not completely eliminate the soul-satisfaction. Everyone understood the terrible part of the jade of the soul-satisfaction.
"Master, I have a question, I hope you can answer me for sure."
"ask."
"Do you have a relationship with the Holy Gate?"
Xiao Zi's expression suddenly stagnated and became unpredictable.
For a while, Feng Wuxie, Emperor Qianxie, and Feng Mingzhu all stared at Xiao Zi.
Xiao Zi smiled leisurely: "Why do you come here to ask?"
Feng Wuxie said bluntly: "Because you look at the world, your reputation is really... full of evil."
"Ha." Xiao Zi couldn't help asking again: "My reputation is vicious, so is it related to the holy gate with which Zang heads and tails?"
What he defended was justified.
The reason why Feng Wuxie raised this question was actually his long-standing suspicion, and there was no evidence—the laws of the world, and if people are of the same way, it is inevitable that they will meet each other.
King Xiao Zipo’s reputation is outside, and he has done a lot of harming the world, and the Holy Sect is also used to doing tricks in secret to harm people—
Although they are not in the same way, it is difficult to say whether there will be a cooperative relationship between the two sects.
"You only need to answer, yes or no." Feng Wuxie's gaze was almost stern.
She didn't want Xiao Zi to be related to the Holy Sect. Once she did, she would treat him as an enemy, which was not what she wanted.
Xiao Zi looked at her steadily, as if she could see through her mind, for a long while, he smiled slowly:
"You are wrong, innocent. The holy gate has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with the poisonous vein."
Di Qianxie cast a cold look at him: "Wuxie, you don't have to believe it all when he said that, this person is always cunning!"
"Ha." Xiao Zi sneered: "Believe it or not. Good brother, I only ask you, in the past seven years, you have wiped out several nests in the Holy Gate, and you have killed so many people. There are clues to find. Item, related to me? No, right?"
The evidence directed at Xiao Zi is really not there.
But... there are clues that point to others related to him...
(End of this chapter)