My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 447 Big Temperament Change!

In front of him were Mo Wen and Yuan Feng who were in mid-air.

Yuan Feng was repelling the three disciples of his Zhoushan Sect time and time again, while the old man was watching with great interest from behind.

Zhao Lang frowned.

"Yuanfeng? Why are you here?"

As soon as the words fell, he appeared in front of the three disciples and grandchildren, and the three of them instantly felt that they were saved.

"Master! Master, you are here! Hurry up and save us! They have already killed our two senior brothers!"

"The master is the master for the disciple!"

"Master, save us!"

Behind him, the three disciples cried to Zhao Lang.

However, Zhao Lang's eyes were fixed on the person behind Yuanfeng.

He has seen it!
This person is the white-robed hall master of the left hall in the middle of Hongmeng Avenue Palace!
Why is this person here and with Yuanfeng?
What happened to Yuanfeng, shouldn't she be with Zhou Zhan?
Zhao Lang became more and more confused, and Yuanfeng looked both strange and familiar.

"Zhao Lang?"

Yuan Feng looked at Zhao Lang, a gleam flashed in her eyes, but just as she was about to speak, Mo Wen behind her spoke first.

"Zhao Lang? Zhao Gongming?"

"You have a lot of things. There are many rumors about you in the wild, but I don't know if you are really so strong?"

As Mo Wen spoke, a white light appeared faintly in his hand.

Even though Zhao Lang's current cultivation level is an ancient god of the second realm, when facing this ray of white light, he can still feel the strong spiritual power in it.

Vaguely give yourself a sense of oppression.

Zhao Lang frowned, Shengwei mobilized.

Now he finally understood why the system said it was dangerous.

Facing this guy, how could it not be dangerous?
The master of the left hall of Hongmeng Avenue Palace had already reached the realm of ancient gods long before Honghuang, and was far stronger than Zhou Zhan.

The most important thing is, why did this guy attack his Zhou Shanzong disciple?
Isn't he from Zuodian?

Shouldn't the people in the left hall represent justice and light?
Thinking of this, Zhao Lang frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Master Zuo, how did you come to Honghuang?"

Hearing his question, Mo Wen was also a little surprised.

"Oh?"

"You actually know me?"

"Yes, based on this, I will spare your life."

Having said this, Mo Wen put down his hand, and the powerful spiritual power in his hand dissipated instantly.

Zhao Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

"How could I not know that you are the lord of the left hall in the Hongmeng Avenue Palace? Even the Great God Pangu is your bodyguard!"

He continued flatteringly.

The more Mo Wen listened, the happier he became.

"Yeah! Exactly! Exactly!"

Zhao Lang saw that the other party had relaxed his vigilance, so he spoke.

"Master Zuodian, you are so powerful, you should disdain to take action against this kind of junior, let them go first, I will take you around in the prehistoric, how about?"

Hearing this, Mo Wen stroked his beard.

"That's right."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang hurriedly used his spiritual power to move the remaining three disciples a hundred miles away.

Then he looked at Yuanfeng in mid-air.

"I didn't expect that the master of the Zuo palace knew Yuanfeng?"

Hearing this, Mo Wen smiled.

"She is my disciple."

disciple?

Zhao Lang was taken aback?
Could it be that Yuanfeng has always been a person lurking in the chaos and the wild?
No wonder she was always so off.

I see……

Zhao Lang thought he had seen through Yuan Feng, but in fact, Yuan Feng just worshiped Mo Wen as his teacher, and in order to repay Mo Wen, he restored his spiritual power.

She looked at Zhao Lang, and could vaguely detect a change in the latter's eyes.

Yuanfeng knew that Zhao Lang was beginning to tire of himself.

But she doesn't like to explain. After all, she is a person who has lived for countless thousands of years. After the robbery of the prehistoric Dragon and Han Dynasty, she has no worries. Even if the memory with Zhao Lang still exists, it is still difficult for her. But it was short-lived.

She comforted herself in this way.

But if Yuanfeng really didn't care, why didn't he kill Zhou Shanzong's disciples?

I'm afraid that only she knows what she thinks.

"Zhao Gongming, I heard that you resisted those people from the Chaos Realm from attacking Honghuang with your own strength. Is this true?"

Mo Wen looked at Zhao Lang and asked indifferently.

The latter hurriedly gave a deep salute.

To be honest, Zhao Lang hasn't saluted anyone for a long time.

But the identity of the person in front of him forced him to do so.

"To the Lord of the Left Palace, that's exactly the case, but now Zhou Zhan can't stop it, and the Great Desolate Heavenly Dao has been replaced by the Dao Palace..."

When Zhao Lang said this, Mo Wen suddenly interrupted him.

"Avenue Palace?"

It is not difficult to hear that his tone is a little low, and his mood is a little ups and downs.

"What Grand Dao Palace?"

he asked quietly.

Zhao Lang told the story of the Grand Dao Palace in the Chaos Realm in all detail.

"Humph!"

After listening to Zhao Lang's explanation, Mo Wen snorted coldly.

"I didn't expect that Zhou Zhan would directly imitate the Dao Palace and create such a disgusting place!"

"How sacred is the Dao Palace, and can he build it with a small guard?"

Indeed, Zhou Zhan's position in the Dao Palace back then was nothing more than a guard.

It's just that his guard's name is rather crazy.

The evil star.

Just like the Heavenly Court, everyone in Hongmeng Avenue Palace has a god seat, but the gold content of this god seat can be imagined, and only people above the realm of ancient gods can sit!
Those rotten fish and rotten shrimps in Tianting can't be compared with Hongmeng Avenue Palace at all.

Mo Wen looked at Zhao Lang.

"You have made great achievements in resisting Zhou Zhan. Next, I will order you to be the orthodox guard of Hongmeng Avenue Palace, which is the same position as Pangu!"

Zhao Lang was taken aback.

Why did you give me a title when you first met?
The other party does have the strength to confer him a title, but this place is a prehistoric place, not a primordial one?

But since the other party spoke, how dare Zhao Lang refuse.

After all, the strength of the latter at this time is unimaginable.

But in this way, wouldn't it appear that he is a double-faced person?

After making a deal with Zhou Zhan, who is also known as Hongmeng Avenue Palace, against Zhou Zhan?

Some can't justify...

Zhao Lang hesitated, but did not give an answer.

But Mo Wen raised his eyebrows, and a powerful force descended instantly!

Zhao Lang only felt that he had lost all strength in his body!

What kind of terrifying cultivation is this?

"What? Don't you want to?"

Mo Wen asked in a deep voice.

It's not that Zhao Lang is unwilling, it's just that there are systematic options in front of him.

"Ding! It is detected that Mo Wen wants the host to become a member of Hongmeng Avenue Palace to fight against Zhou Zhan. The host can choose."

"One, refuse the request, fight against Mo Wen, and after you succeed, you can lead the Chaos Dao Palace into Hongmeng, replace him, and become famous."

"Second, pretend to accept, first stabilize the prehistoric situation, and then find an opportunity to inform Zhou Zhan of the news, so that the latter can be more vigilant, and Zhou Zhan's favor can be paid off."

The first choice, Zhao Lang was directly blocked.

It is impossible for him to ruin the prehistoric world with his own hands.

The most important point is that he is not an opponent of the person in front of him at all.

Sighing, Zhao Lang finally made a choice.

But at this moment, he was also overwhelmed by Mo Wen's spiritual coercion.

He could only raise his head with difficulty.

Seeing Zhao Lang like this, Yuan Feng couldn't bear it, and turned around to look at Mo Wen.

"Master, he dare not refuse. It is his unshirkable responsibility to protect Honghuang. Zhao Gongming is thinking how to thank Master!"

Hearing what she said, Mo Wen was overjoyed.

"Hahaha!"

He withdrew the mana from his hand.

"Is what she said true?"

He looked at Zhao Lang and asked.

Zhao Lang raised his head slowly and looked at Mo Wen who was in mid-air.

"of course!"

Although this sentence was forced out of his mouth, it was enough to convince Mo Wen.

Mo Wen couldn't stop laughing.

"Hahaha! Alright! Next, I will give you the task of leading Honghuang to resist Zhou Zhan. You must not let him leave the Chaos Realm, otherwise, I will ask you!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lang could only grit his teeth.

"Yes!"

Afterwards, Mo Wen turned to look at Yuan Feng.

"As a teacher, I will take you on a tour of Hongmeng, okay?"

Yuan Feng was still looking at Zhao Lang, and so was the latter.

She knew in her heart that after she left, Zhao Lang would only hate her.

Hate her for deceiving Zhao Lang.

But everything is not what Zhao Lang saw, but there is no way to explain it now.

There was a moment of reluctance in her eyes, but she turned around in the next second.

"Wherever the master goes, the disciple will go!"

Seeing that Yuanfeng was so obedient, Mo Wen nodded, and then waved his hand, and the two of them disappeared into the world immediately.

Only Zhao Lang was left standing there blankly.

He has not been in this state for countless thousands of years.

I have been trying to keep everything in my hands, but I found that there are many difficulties...

And there is deception everywhere.

Seeing Yu Yuanfeng and Mo Wen disappear before his eyes, Zhao Lang's eyes gradually became stern!

(End of this chapter)