It’s too dangerous to seize the direct descendant, so I choose to be the leader of the Demon Cult
Chapter 139 Gu Xiangzhu: As long as you don’t break the bottom line, you can give me anything
Chapter 139 Gu Xiangzhu: As long as you don’t break the bottom line, you can give me anything
Seeing Huangfu Song's expression of doubt.
Yang Mo couldn't help but frown: "What? You don't believe me?"
The corners of Huangfusong's eyes twitched violently, and he couldn't help but lower his voice and said: "Holy Lord! It's not that my subordinates can't trust you. It's just a powerful pill that can be bought through any channel. Even if it is placed in the sect's merit library, It’s less than five merit points at most, and what you’ve lost is a physical secret realm.”
Yang Mo asked back: "Didn't the secret realm of the flesh just equalize the previous favor?"
"Ah this..."
Huangfu Song choked for a moment, it seemed that what he just said was even.
Yang Mo was a little impatient: "It's just a giant power pill. I will repay this favor very quickly. After repaying it, no one can stop me from pursuing power!"
Huangfusong rubbed his chest: "Yes!"
Yang Mo thought for a while and added in a deep voice: "Remember! Before I repay the favor, Zhao Ci is not allowed to be touched in any way. I don't like to owe others."
"Yes!"
Huangfusong rubbed his chest again.
He could feel that Yang Mo had really turned dark.
It's just that the performance of this blackening is somewhat different from what he imagined.
breathe……
breathe……
breathe……
He finally adjusted his mood and put on a smile: "Lord Shengjun, let's go back now, and my subordinates will take care of you."
"no need!"
Yang Mo waved his hand: "We have an appointment tonight."
Huangfu Song was stunned for a moment: "You didn't say you had an appointment just now!"
Yang Mo was a little strange: "Feng Kucha asked me to go back and prepare the food and wine just now, didn't you hear that?"
Huangfu Song: "???"
long silence.
He finally understood.
The best respect and love for the Holy King.
It's about letting go of your hands.
So he could only watch Yang Mo leave, and then asked someone to close the tea stall.
Yang Mo pulled out the crossbow arrow from the horse's butt, cleaned the wound and applied medicine, then led the horse slowly back toward Linge City. When he arrived at the city gate, the sun had just set in the west.
He pulled out his sword and looked at his swollen face from the shiny sword surface.
After much hesitation, I did not choose to go home.
He led the horse and drove straight towards the Tenth Prince's Mansion.
Let Cuiyun prepare the food first.
……
About an hour passed.
When the lanterns first come on.
Zhao Ci and the other three finally returned to Linge City.
He stretched and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so tiring to deal with such a trivial task!"
Since this is the first year of the government war, their task pool is very limited.
Desire Display is very tough.
However, the applicable scenarios are mostly those where the suspect range has been locked, and the effect is average for other case types.
In addition, in the second half, the Tenth Prince's Palace has been tormenting each other with the Ninth Prince's Palace and Prince Ying's Palace, and they are gaining achievements at an incredibly fast rate.
In the end, everyone couldn't hold it any longer.
So I also started to take on tasks that were trivial to the parents.
Dealing with those ordinary people was really a bit stressful. After all, they were not Kan Luotang, nor were they in Beisan County. Their mass base was not good enough, and the difficulty went up several levels.
"Yes!"
Feng Kucha was also a little dizzy: "It's too difficult to do, it's really difficult to do! Fortunately, my sister-in-law has made great achievements in Beisan County, and Lao Mo is also quite successful in Tianmeng Mountain. When the spring hunting comes, we only need two or three yuan. The cards come together!"
Saying "sister-in-law" just makes Zhao Ci unable to do it.
He just remembered.
Ow.
I have a fiancée!
Speaking of which, Kan Luotang was very busy, and they were all tasks that were just for the sake of the family. Other people in the government didn't want to get involved, but she was forced to turn them into a machine to earn merit.
Damn!
Even cheating can't compare to others.
Now that Zhang Dayong has completely switched to logistics, those who went to Beisan County with Kan Luotang also feel that their cultivation level is too low, and entering the military tower is a waste. It is better to save some achievements and exchange them for other things.
Therefore, there are only six people in the Ten Princes' Palace who need quota for the God of War Tower. Xiao Shenke, a top scout assassin, must spend a lot of money to build it.
As long as you can get two tokens, it will be a perfect ending.
of course.
Maybe it's not particularly simple.
Because there will definitely be people being targeted at that time.
of course.
What Zhao Ci meant was that the Ten Princes' Palace was targeting a group of them.
He rubbed his chin: "Speaking of Lao Feng, do Yang Ming and Lao Mo have such a big hatred?"
Thinking of Yang Ming.
He just couldn't control the ancient power in his body.
At first, they didn't want to cause trouble for Yang Ming. After all, in the last period of time, everyone had received tasks completed by Shan Mansion, so it was not easy to make up reasons for causing trouble.
In the blink of an eye, he saw Lao Mo's horse running around.
As soon as he subdued the horse, he saw Yang Ming, an unlucky boy.
At that time, this man was talking nonsense, and he still had a wish on his head: to break Yang Mo's psychological defense, make him withdraw from Spring Hunting, and reduce the number of people in the Ten Princes' Palace.
Then he went to beat him up, and a new wish appeared in this guy's head: to completely eliminate Zhao Ci, it would be best to kill him so that he would never have anything to do with fighting for the reserve.
So he was beaten even harder.
But he never thought that no matter how hard he beat him, Lao Mo would not suffer the humiliation.
Good guy, my face is swollen.
How much hatred?
To borrow a phrase from the God King.
You have a way to die!
Feng Kucha was thoughtful: "I don't know! I heard before that it seems that Yang Ming's father was ungrateful and failed to fulfill his promise after ascending to the position of head of the family, so he exiled his family to Linge. But I don't think so. Understand, Yang Ming is obviously the one who owes someone, so why is he the one who is so arrogant?"
"This is also normal!"
Zhao Ci curled his lips: "It's not the uncle who borrows money these days, it's the one who owes money."
He shook his head.
I will not say anything more.
He really didn't take Yang Ming seriously.
When the time comes, Chun Shou will be dealt with altogether, and maybe he can create conditions for Lao Mo to take revenge.
Damn!
I just want to gain merit and become stronger.
Why do these Goujiba things have to come together one by one?
Return to the Ten Prince's Mansion.
Cuiyun had already prepared the meal, and Yang Mo and Zhang Dayong, two autistic people, were relatively speechless.
Zhu Li was being pulled by Cuiyun to whisper something. When she saw Zhao Ci coming back, her pretty face suddenly turned red and she went to the table without saying a word.
"No! Here it is!"
Zhao Ci took out a bottle of elixir from the drawer and threw it to Yang Mo: "You have been going to Tianmeng Mountain for several months and you haven't even written a letter. How is your cultivation now?"
Yang Mo silently put the elixir into his arms and said in a deep voice: "The flesh, tendons and bones are all at the fourth level, and the preparations for the condensation pattern have been made. We will completely follow the route of our Yang family in southern Yunnan, which mainly controls the liver wood and the spleen earth. First, Raise your strength, and if you really have a chance, exchange it for the pattern base of another big clan after the palace war is over."
"Yeah! There's nothing wrong with the idea!"
Zhao Ci nodded. This was also the thinking of most people. Although the best choice was definitely to choose someone from another clan to major in divine patterns. In this case, the improvement would definitely be the greatest in the long run.
But the most prominent thing about government disputes is the word "fight".
The snowball effect is obvious.
First, you can cultivate your own divine patterns without spending merit points. Second, you can draw on more training experience, so your strength will naturally improve the fastest.
It would also be a good choice to wait until the house war is almost over, then exchange for another family's major divine pattern, and then practice slowly.
Although there is a high probability that the upper limit will be suppressed by the main and deputy gods.
But the divine patterns of the great clans are quite powerful in functionality.
For example, the Feng family’s demon-binding rope.
There are also Tan family members who returned with their sons.
These two are also the most popular ones.
but.
What deserves his attention more is Lao Mo's improvement speed.
When the previous feud in the government just started, Lao Mo seemed to have reached the end of his physical training. His body level was only six or seven, and he could almost see the upper limit of his training.
Now the flesh, muscles and bones have reached the fourth level, which is truly a miracle.
There must be something.
No wonder the Insight Talisman revealed that his upper limit is the seventh level of the Divine Treasure +.
only……
For a genius with the seventh level of Divine Hidden Predestination, isn't only the fourth level a bit too weak?
Do not understand!
Moreover, I feel that Lao Mo's whole temperament has changed a lot, and the fighting has become more fierce, but the wish of the god chrysalis is still not fulfilled.
What conditions must be met for this?
But not in a hurry.
Now that I have collected all the comprehension points needed to break through the physical realm, I even have a surplus of [-] to [-] yuan. I am not in a hurry for this golden wish, but the reward of the god chrysalis is a bit greedy.
"Don't talk about the ones that are available and those that are not!"
Zhao Ci poured a few glasses of wine: "The government dispute will be a headache tomorrow. We brothers will drink today. It just so happens that you also talk about the recent events in Tianmeng Mountain. If you hadn't been reaping the rewards for your achievements, I would have thought you Die there. Do it!”
"Dry!"
"Dry!"
"Dry!"
……
After pushing the cup and changing the cup.
Everyone in the Tenth Prince's Palace was drunk.
Yang Mo was unusually sober. He didn't usually drink much, but his drinking capacity was terrifying.
There is no other reason.
It was simply that he had been fed too much poison.
I don’t know how much of the tranquilizers, narcotics, hallucinogens, and stimulants I drank.
To him, a mere white wine is no different from a cold drink.
"call……"
Yang Mo sighed, feeling a little lonely.
He drew out his sword and saw his reflection on the sword through the candlelight.
The swelling has subsided.
Although Yang Ming was extremely humiliating to him, after all, it was just a slap on his face, which was just a superficial injury.
After applying the bruise medicine and luckily healing the injury, the injury was almost healed, and it was impossible to tell without looking carefully.
You can go home.
You shouldn't be scolded if you go home like this.
I remember being bullied as a child, and I would definitely be scolded by the old couple when I came home.
There are many ways to reprimand.
But there are only two core sentences.
One is to complain that he is too useless to beat in a fight.
The second is that he is not well-behaved and ignorant, and goes out to cause trouble every day.
As for the reason for the fight.
They never asked.
"go home!"
Yang Mo shook his head, stood up and left the Tenth Prince's Mansion.
When we returned to Yang's medicinal shop, the moon was already high in the sky.
If normal, the old couple would have gone to bed long ago.
But today, the bedroom was still lit with candles.
"why are not you sleeping?"
"I came back today and didn't notify them."
"I also wore a hat when I returned to Linge."
"This……"
Without thinking much, Yang Mo opened the door to the backyard and tied the horse to the jujube tree in the yard.
Maybe he heard the courtyard door opening.
The bedroom door opened quickly.
"Mer?"
When Cen Xiu saw Yang Mo, her eyes showed a hint of joy, but it was quickly replaced by worry.
"mother!"
Yang Mo's face was slightly stiff. The moment he saw Cen Xiu, he still instinctively felt fear.
Just one glance can recall the pain of being struck by poison and lightning.
It's obviously been nearly half a year since I've experienced it.
But the memory is still fresh.
At this time.
Yang Fang also leaned out the door and waved to him with a stern face: "Mo'er, you're back just in time, come in quickly!"
"Yes!"
Yang Mo nodded, tied the reins firmly to the tree trunk, and walked towards the couple's bedroom.
Although his face is calm.
But his body still couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Because the entrance to the underground secret room built to prevent his screams from disturbing the neighbors was in the old couple's bedroom.
Although he thought he was no longer afraid of the pain.
But the helpless emotion still spread deep in his heart.
What happened?
This is not like washing yourself off.
But fortunately.
After entering the house, Yang Fang had no intention of opening the entrance to the secret room.
Instead, he motioned for Yang Mo to sit down.
After Yang Mo sat down, Yang Fang did not speak immediately. Instead, he took out the dry tobacco, filled it with shredded tobacco made of special medicine, lit it, and started puffing out the smoke.
A gloomy atmosphere spread in the bedroom.
The pressure made Yang Mo a little breathless.
He carefully observed the couple, and saw that their faces were extremely rosy, and they seemed to have very strong qi and blood. However, this red color was different from the red color of healthy people, and was more colorful in comparison.
It's just that their hair is thinning a lot.
I don't know if it's because of sadness or other reasons.
"Cough cough cough... vomit!"
I don’t know if I was choked by the smoke.
Yang Fang coughed violently for a while, and ended up retching several times, and his face became more and more rosy.
Yang Mo finally couldn't help it anymore: "Dad! What happened at home?"
"what!"
Yang Fang woke up from his dream and asked with a straight face: "Mo'er! You have been practicing in Tianmeng Mountain for so long, how is your cultivation?"
Yang Mo didn't hide much and told all about his cultivation status except for the Heavenly Demon Pattern.
"well……"
Yang Fang praised him, but his face remained worried.
Yang Mo couldn't help but ask: "Dad! What's wrong?"
Yang Fang remained silent and continued to smoke dry cigarettes.
Cen Xiu, on the other hand, sighed: "Recently, your father and I have heard some rumors, saying that although the ten princes' palaces are temporarily at the top of the list, they have been targeted by the Nine Princes' Palace and Prince Ying's Palace. You may not know that behind these two palaces The ones standing are the princelings and the four princes, and the ten princes’ palaces may not be able to fight against them.”
Saying "you may not know" would be impossible for Yang Mo to do.
Could it be that my parents only now know that these two governments are the main force competing for the throne?
But think about it carefully.
It seems to be true, because I didn't know about it before, and I had never heard of these concepts at all. I only became aware of it after listening to Zhao Ci and others chatting after entering the mansion.
Previously, the old couple had encouraged themselves to become government officials because it was easier for them to become talented people. It was a shortcut for him, who was not good at literature or military affairs.
Ah this...
Yang Mo was silent for a while and then said: "Mom and Dad! Don't worry, our family is invincible. Even if they join forces, they can't suppress us."
This is not bragging.
At this stage, Zhao Ci would have been able to dominate the competition.
Later, he entered the secret realm of the physical body again, and his strength must have improved qualitatively, and he even had one of the five virtues.
Even if he faces the encirclement and suppression from previous years in the physical realm, he may not be unable to withstand it.
"really?"
When the couple saw Yang Mo looking so confident, a glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes.
"Naturally!"
Yang Mo nodded: "When did the child trick his parents?"
"Great!"
The couple finally showed joy.
Cen Xiu laughed and wiped away tears: "Mo'er! You must live up to your expectations. My parents can only count on you in this life. You must get back what your parents deserve!"
Yang Mo has heard this kind of words countless times.
But this time, he couldn't help but ask: "Father, mother! What happened back then? How did we help Yang Ming's father, and why were they ungrateful? You have never told the children!"
In the past, he really didn't want to ask.
Because Yang Ming's attitude towards him has always been condescending and ignoring him.
Although very annoying.
But he has experienced this kind of look too much, and he doesn't think it's anything special, at least it won't affect his life.
Exactly.
He was so tired of dealing with poisoning and lightning strikes every day that he had no time to think about other things.
But ever since he participated in the civil war, this person has started to target him. First he tortured him during the martial arts competition, then he cut his throat as a warning, and today he bullies the minority.
He wanted this man dead.
So I want to ask more clearly about the reason.
"This……"
Yang Fang hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Han was the legitimate son back then, and he was originally able to inherit the position of head of the family. But later, his mother's family was inexplicably accused of treason. If Yang Han hadn't escaped quickly, , I'm afraid he would have been beheaded long ago.
During that time, he hid like a rat on the street and didn't even have enough to eat.
There happened to be a search by officers and soldiers, and he hid in our house. I wanted to take him to the ancestral hall in exchange for some silver coins and cultivation resources.
He knelt down and kowtowed to me, begging me to keep quiet. He also made a promise to me, saying that as long as he became the head of the family, he would give me a bright future.
I'm soft-hearted.
I agreed.
Give him whatever leftovers there are at home.
Later, his mother's family was rehabilitated and he took the position of head of the family.
Then I went to him to ask for a future, after all we had worked hard to get him there.
This idiot lied to me and said that Lin Ge had better development prospects and could help him take care of Yang Ming.
Then we came to Laige, and the position we were given was pretty good at the beginning, but later on the position was reduced again and again..."
Yang Fang was still chattering, his tone full of resentment, and Cen Xiu also supported him angrily.
But Yang Mo's head was buzzing.
"Kneel down and kowtow, begging me not to say anything."
"Give him all the leftovers at home."
"We had a hard time getting him into position."
Ah this!
This……
If you don't do it, who will you do?
of course.
This can be regarded as repaying kindness with hatred.
Yang Mo thought it was reasonable, but he didn't accept it.
Listen for a long time.
The couple's narration finally ended.
At the end, he added: "Mo'er! You must live up to your expectations!"
The couple were very ambitious.
Yang Mo was silent for a while and nodded heavily.
But right now.
Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, as if many people were coming.
Immediately afterwards the courtyard door was opened.
"Yang Fang!"
"what?"
The couple's expressions changed, and they quickly pushed the door open and put on flattering smiles: "Master Zhao, why do you bother to come here so late at night?"
The Yang family has many medicinal material shops in Linge, and they manage only one of them. Yang Zhao is the person in charge of the distribution of medicinal materials.
Whose business is good depends on who allocates more rare medicinal materials.
Although Yang Zhao often makes things difficult for him, Yang Fang should please him anyway.
Yang Zhao ignored him and glanced at the people behind him: "You guys wait outside!"
"Yes!"
The entourage responded in unison.
Yang Zhao walked straight into the house: "Come into the house and talk!"
Say it.
He went straight into the room and sat down.
Yang Mo snorted and was about to sit down to see what this man wanted to do, but Cen Xiu slapped him on the back.
He frowned, feeling extremely dissatisfied. He wanted to refute something, but Cen Xiu glared at him, so he had no choice but to give up.
Huge room.
Yang Zhao sat.
A family of three stood, two of them hunched over slightly, making the scene very funny.
Yang Zhao glanced sideways at Yang Mo: "Mo, have you grown up? How dare you attack Mr. Ming?"
Yang Fang's face darkened: "Mo'er, what's going on with you?" "What's going on?"
Yang Mo was extremely angry: "Go and ask Yang Ming what's going on? Yang Zhao, I am now the official of the Tenth Prince's Palace. Even if there is a dispute with Yang Ming, it is within the palace. What? What are you doing now? Which lord in the clan's mansion can even take care of the affairs of the clan?"
"you!"
Yang Zhao choked. He didn't expect that Yang Mo, who had always been submissive, would dare to refute him like this.
But the reason he used was completely impossible to refute.
He could only glare at Yang Fang angrily.
Yang Fang slapped Yang Mo on the back of the head: "Mo'er! Why are you talking to the principal?"
"Can……"
"presumptuous!"
"..."
Yang Mo swallowed his words. He became even more angry, but strangely calmed down. He just stood quietly to see what Yang Zhao was here for.
Yang Fang quickly smiled and said: "Zhao is responsible, the child is ignorant, you tell me!"
When Yang Zhao saw that Yang Mo had stopped, his expression looked better. He adjusted his tone and said calmly: "I came here this time mainly to convey the wishes of the head of the family.
Isn’t it going to be spring hunting soon?
You may have all heard the recent rumors that this spring hunt is related to the competition for reserves, which is particularly important to each family.
Some time ago, the head of the family sent Miss Lu to Linge, where she had a very happy chat with His Highness the Fourth Prince. Now the two families are discussing marriage.
Do you know what it means? "
The head of the family, Yang Han, had two sons and one daughter. The eldest son stayed in southern Yunnan due to his frail health. This son, Yang Ming, came to Linge on behalf of his brother. He also had a daughter, Yang Lu.
Yang Fang was stunned for a moment, thought for a long time and asked, "Are you going to follow the ceremony?"
Yang Zhao: "???"
He almost didn't catch his emotions.
After a while, he could only say directly: "In this fight for the heir apparent, our Yang family has to side with His Highness the Fourth Prince. Don't you understand?"
"I see!"
Yang Fang suddenly realized it, but he soon frowned: "Then the main thing is..."
Yang Zhao moved his eyes to Yang Mo: "It's very simple! During the spring hunting, the Ten Princes' Mansion must have no harvest! Yang Mo, this matter depends on you!"
After hearing this, Yang Fang and Cen Xiu's faces turned pale, and they looked at each other helplessly.
This statement obviously makes Yang Mo act as an insider and makes the Tenth Prince's Palace lose!
Yang Mo almost laughed out loud: "Oh? Yang Zhao, you are more majestic than the first-rank officials of the clan. Even His Majesty does not dare to control the feud in the clan. You just want to decide the outcome of Spring Hunt with just your words?"
Yang Fang quickly begged for mercy: "Master Zhao, it's not easy for Mo'er to be a government official. You..."
"I'm doing it for your own good too!"
Yang Zhao took a sip of tea leisurely and looked at Yang Fang with a leisurely expression. He didn't care about Yang Mo's angry words at all. This young man's temperament has changed drastically. It is not easy to cure, but there is no need to cure it. As long as it is cured, Just stay in Yang Fang.
There was a touch of ridicule in his tone: "You only know that you can become a high official through government competition, but you have never thought about the purpose of government competition! I will tell you right now..."
then.
He explained the significance of the imperial struggle to the imperial court's control of the seven great meritorious families.
Yang Fang and Cen Xiu's faces turned blue and white.
At last.
Yang Zhaocai said quietly: "I don't want to say that your son is not good. Let's assume that if Yang Mo can achieve great achievements, wouldn't he also serve in Linge or the Yang family in southern Yunnan? But Yang Mo is a stubborn boy who insists on offending the head of the family and the fourth prince. What role do you think he can play in the Yang family?
He has no role in the Yang family, and he has lost meaning to the court.
you say.
If we fight like this to the death, what can we achieve?
Yang Fang!
The head of the family misses your kindness back then, so now you can run a medicine shop in Linge.
But if you don’t manage your son well, I’m afraid you won’t be able to keep all the things you have now! "
Yang Fang was a little angry, but the angrier he became, the softer his tone became: "It's not easy for Mo'er to be the one in charge. You..."
Yang Zhao waved his hand to interrupt: "Don't be ignorant, I am saying these things for your own good! Don't you understand the current situation clearly? The prince and the fourth prince, the forces standing behind each are not at all You can imagine.
What does Your Highness have?
If the Tenth Highness had known better and had withdrawn from the feud earlier, no matter who the Crown Prince or the Fourth Highness would succeed, they would have spared his life out of brotherly love.
Yang Mo has contributed a lot and can be appreciated by His Highness the Fourth Prince!
But if you don’t know good from evil, I can’t say what will happen to His Highness the Tenth Prince.
You know in your heart whether your family will die or not! "
"what!"
Yang Fang and his wife were immediately shocked.
Yang Mo couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Yang Zhao: "Damn Ganlin! How big is your face?"
Yang Zhao also didn't expect that this young man who had always been submissive would actually move his feet, and he was caught off guard and sat down on the ground.
Pointing at Yang Mo, his face turned blue and white: "You! You, you, you..."
"presumptuous!"
Yang Fang raised his hand and slapped Yang Mo on the face.
Yang Mo: "???"
Every time Yang Fang slapped him in the face, he would be extremely aggrieved and afraid.
But this time, he didn't feel any grievance or fear at all.
some!
Only anger.
"Keng!"
He directly pulled out the long sword hanging on the wall and walked towards Yang Zhao: "I want to see how big your face is..."
Yang Zhao turned pale with fright. He was really afraid that Yang Mo would stab him. Although his cultivation level was higher than that of Yang Mo, if this matter really got serious, if people knew that he interfered with the government, the consequences would be worse than stabbing him with a few swords. Seriously, he didn't dare to do anything.
So he didn't care about anything, and rolled out of the door while crawling on the ground.
Se Li roared inwardly: "Yang Fang! Take care of your little bastard, let's go, let's go!"
A group of people came to the door in an imposing manner.
Left in embarrassment.
Yang Mo was holding the sword, his eyes were red, and he was panting like a madman.
This was the first time the couple saw Yang Mo like this, and they were a little scared for a while.
But this feeling that his son was out of control made Yang Fang even more angry: "You are such a traitor, your wings are stiff, right?"
"father!"
Yang Mo's voice was a little suppressed: "If I don't take action, do you really want me to stab His Highness in the back?"
Yang Fang gritted his teeth: "But I was the one responsible just now..."
Yang Mo asked back: "Let me ask you a question! If they really think that the Tenth Prince's Palace will lose, why do they send people here to threaten our family?"
Yang Fang: "This..."
Cen Xiu: "This..."
Yang Mo's chest felt tight, but his head became clearer and calmer. He took a deep breath: "Father! Mother! Do you want Yang Ming to die?"
"This……"
The couple looked at each other, and when they heard what Yang Mo said, they couldn't help but feel a storm in their hearts.
I don't know if it was retribution for telling too many lies. Yang Han's eldest son excused himself from coming to Laige because of his frailty. As a result, he didn't give birth to a child at the age of 28, so Yang Ming was the only one left.
If Yang Ming dies, Yang Han will be completely dead.
When I think of my miserable life.
Yang Fang was filled with desire: "Yes! Of course I want to!"
Yang Mo asked: "How much do you want?"
Yang Fang blurted out: "If Yang Ming dies, your father will die in peace!"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized something was wrong.
Looking at Yang Mo, he couldn't help but ask: "Mo'er! Are you really confident? What Yang Zhao said makes sense. If you fail..."
"Have!"
Yang Mo said in a deep voice: "Dad! Don't worry, I will do it cleanly. Yang Ming will die, and the Tenth Prince's Palace will not lose. I don't want to grovel for the rest of my life. I want you two to live in glory for the rest of your lives!"
Cen Xiu's face was full of worry: "But if you do this, we will be offended..."
Yang Mo's tone increased a bit and he emphasized again: "I promise, after Yang Ming's death, you two will be able to live happily for the rest of your lives!"
Yang Fang: "..."
Cen Xiu: "..."
The couple was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh with tears: "Mo'er, you have grown up!"
"This is what children should do!"
Yang Mo took a long breath and saluted the old couple: "Mom and Dad! Just believe me. I'll be practicing in the house first."
"Well! Go!"
Cen Xiu watched Yang Mo leave with a look of relief on her face: "Mo'er is really sensible."
Yang Fang nodded: "We taught him well!"
outside the house.
Yang Mo returned to his room silently.
I silently emphasized two sentences to myself.
Yang Ming must be killed.
We must let the old couple live a peaceful life.
It's a little difficult.
But... there are only a few days left anyway.
Wait until these things are done.
Then repay Zhao Ci's favor.
Nothing in this world can stop him from pursuing power.
He hates weaklings.
I hate being the weak one even more.
He doesn't want to become a demon king.
But you must become as strong as the Demon Lord.
Who messes with him.
He will kill anyone!
……
Wangshu Palace.
Gu Xiangzhu leaned against the window lattice and looked at the moon in the mirror quietly: "So, you still haven't found the suspicious candidate?"
"no!"
Jing Zhongyue sighed softly: "My subordinates tried several people, but there was no sign of the demon pattern, and then they were entangled by several other protectors. In the past six months of the government war, there are some civilian government officials. He died in battle, but he didn't choose to replace him.
If the Holy Lord is really among these people and is not even qualified to take a look at the God of War Tower, that would be really unlucky. "
Gu Xiangzhu nodded slightly.
The news Shui Mo told her about the Demon Lord's reincarnation should be true.
But she was certain that there were many details that were not clearly explained in the ink painting.
Even the list was made subjectively by ink painting and has basically no reference value.
Moreover, it was impossible for Shui Mo to hand over the complete list to himself.
and so……
It's hard to judge anything.
Shui Mo said that the important criterion for judging whether you are a demon king or not is whether you have the secret technique of self-awakening demon body training.
But since he made a bet with Xiang Tiange on whether ordinary people could rise up, he ended up with the Demonic Body Forging Secret Technique, a secret technique that ordinary people couldn't get and that requires a lot of talent to practice.
This is not a clown, what is this?
Gu Xiangzhu shook his head, feeling that if this was the case, the Demon Lord would have disappointed him.
She felt more and more that her idea was right.
The demon king's reincarnation is to change his identity and make up for all the things he lacked in his previous life.
After all, back then, he was only a hair behind Xiang Tiange.
As long as you can make up for those shortcomings, you will be the well-deserved number one master.
Break your inner demons then.
Break through the Eighth Slough.
Strength can be improved to a higher level.
This statement is more believable than losing Xiang Tiange and becoming obsessed with losing, giving up all his cultivation for a bet and starting all over again.
so.
After secretly testing his identity, he was resisted by several of his guardians.
Gu Xiangzhu simply gave up. Anyway, she felt that Zhao Ci was already stable.
And her relationship with Zhao Ci is also in a very delicate state.
Neither of them took the initiative to mention the dream.
This little liar still asks for kisses.
But the aggression is not as strong as before.
It seems a little guilty.
It is possible that he realized what his identity as the reincarnation of the Demon Lord meant.
Can be biased.
This little liar was very kind to her and made her happy every time they met.
That attitude.
It was exactly like the feeling of having her as my wife in my blissful dream.
"Moon Mother!"
Gu Xiangzhu suddenly asked: "Do you think that after a person is reincarnated, he becomes a new person?"
Jing Zhongyue thought for a long time: "Holy girl, I have never been reincarnated, so it is difficult to evaluate."
Gu Xiangzhu choked for a moment and asked without giving up: "Then do you think that if he merged with the memory of his previous life, he would be the same person in his previous life?"
Jing Zhongyue said in a deep voice: "This subordinate has not integrated the memories of his previous life, so it is difficult to evaluate him."
The corners of Gu Xiangzhu's eyes twitched: "You are starting to fool me too."
"Saint!"
Yue Zhongyue's face showed worry: "My subordinates think you are attracted to Zhao Ci. This will be a huge obstacle to your path of cultivating demons. How can you achieve great things like this..."
"It's just gibberish!"
Gu Xiangzhu interrupted with a cold shout: "I only attacked him with words. Regardless of the use or the so-called sincerity, they are just means. Such actions are just to influence Zhao Ci's mind and make him fuse with the Demon King's remnant soul regardless of whether he has it or not. , can all be used by me.”
Jing Zhongyue couldn't help but shook her head: "But what Saintess you ask the most is whether Zhao Ci will still be Zhao Ci after the fusion?"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
She was silent for a while, then asked quietly: "Is that what I asked?"
Jing Zhongyue nodded: "Yes!"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
a time.
The atmosphere in Wangshu Palace became very quiet.
a long time.
a long time.
Gu Xiangzhu said: "What if, I mean what if! If things are really as you said, what do you think I should do?"
Jing Zhongyue was a little hesitant: "Holy Girl, I told you not to be angry!"
"You have been following me since you were born as a spiritual being. How could I be angry? Just say so!"
"That subordinate said it!"
"Say!"
"My subordinates think you are not ruthless enough!"
"Not cruel enough?"
"Yes! Your qualifications are not weaker than those of the Demon Lord back then, but your cultivation has never reached the level of the Saint Lord. That's because you are not ruthless enough."
"But Master said that Xuanjian Pavilion should be run by people with feelings and no desires. If I were like the Demon Lord..."
"No, no, no! My subordinates have always believed that you are the best person to take charge of the Holy Religion."
Jing Zhongyue shook his head repeatedly: "But if the Holy Religion wants to realize its long-cherished wish, it needs a strong man who can suppress the entire dynasty. In terms of cultivation alone, it will be difficult for you to reach this level if you don't practice empathy.
But practicing the art of empathy will ultimately be detrimental to the control of the Holy Religion, and it may not be able to reach that level. This is the crux of the problem. "
Gu Xiangzhu was silent. She felt that what Jing Zhongyue said was reasonable.
She hated the Demon Lord very much before, but she never broke up with him publicly because of this.
Only the strong can make rules.
Otherwise, no matter how perfect the rules are, no one will follow them.
She asked: "What's the explanation?"
"It's easy!"
"what?"
"Let Zhao Ci practice the art of empathy, and then fuse it with the remnant soul of the Demon King to become an excellent tool for you. In this way, there is hope for the return of the most powerful man, and it will also help you calm down."
"This……"
Gu Xiangzhu's eyes trembled slightly, and he turned his back and looked out the window. His voice was a little low: "This is not a bad idea. I, I didn't think of it before."
Jing Zhongyue shook his head: "It's not that you haven't thought about it, you don't want to think about it! Do you still remember that when the Holy Lord was still there, you asked him more than once to practice empathy and cut off his lust?"
Gu Xiangzhu was silent for a long time before speaking: "The practice of empathy is ruthless and desireless, but it is not without thoughts. Let him be used by me first, and he must be willing to do so. This method... is inappropriate!"
Jing Zhongyue asked back: "Zhao Ci already has feelings for you. If you are determined to practice the art of charm, how can he not voluntarily do it?"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
Jing Zhongyue took a deep breath: "This is the method with the highest success rate. Please ask the saint to make a decision early, otherwise when Zhao Ci fuses the remnant soul of the saint, he may not be at your mercy."
"But……"
Gu Xiangzhu shook his head: "There is no evidence that Zhao Ci must be the reincarnation of the Demon Lord."
Jing Zhongyue asked back: "Isn't it already confirmed by you?"
Gu Xiangzhu was a little irritated: "Why are you in a hurry? After this spring hunting, I will ask Shui Mo to take out the silk from the cocoon of the god to test him. If he is real, it will not be too late to make a decision."
"My subordinates don't just mean this!"
"What else do you mean?"
"My subordinate means that even if Zhao Ci is not the reincarnation of the Holy Lord, he is still an important support for you. Letting him practice the art of empathy will definitely be good for your state of mind!"
"nonsense!"
Gu Xiangzhu was a little angry: "When did I say that he affected my mood? If! It's if! Don't you understand what if means?"
Moon in the Mirror: "..."
really.
Still angry.
Gu Xiangzhu waved his hand: "Step back!"
"Yes!"
The moon in the mirror sighed, then turned into moonlight again and merged into the mirror.
Gu Xiangzhu stopped at the same spot for a long time. Although he was in a confused mood, his thoughts were clear.
For the Holy Religion.
The most sensible way is to induce Zhao Ci to practice empathy now.
in this way.
Regardless of whether Zhao Ci is the reincarnation of the Demon Lord or not, or whether he has merged with the Demon Lord's remnant soul, he will be an excellent help to him.
"But if he is not the Demon Lord, he has no reason to betray me. Even if he does not practice empathy, he will always be obedient to me."
"As for my mental problems, I haven't broken through the bottom line anyway. They can be eliminated through meditation."
"Even if he is the reincarnation of the Demon Lord, he may not be willing to fuse the remnant soul, and even if he fuses the remnant soul, he may not turn back into the Demon Lord..."
"No! No!"
"If he doesn't practice empathy, he can't have the idea of merging the remaining souls. It's too risky!"
Gu Xiangzhu shook his head wildly, feeling increasingly indecisive.
What Yueniang said is obviously the most correct approach.
this approach.
The operation is only possible before Zhao Ci merges with the Demon King's remnant soul.
After the spring hunt, the cocoon silk of the divine chrysalis will be sacrificed. After confirming the identity, Shui Mo and the Four Guardians will definitely urge the soul to merge with all their strength.
Time is short.
It was so short that she felt panicked.
She gritted her teeth.
The body turned into a line of blue smoke and floated out of the window.
……
Ten palaces.
Gu Xiangzhu sat beside Zhao Ci's bed.
Sure enough, not long after.
The little liar smelled the fragrance and woke up quietly.
Before his eyes opened, he sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist.
He rested his face on her shoulder and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.
"you've been drinking?"
"Drink some."
"Open your eyes and look at me."
"Um……"
"Is it beautiful?"
"nice……"
"Being blinded by love all day long will stop you from becoming stronger. How can you solve your crisis?"
"But the reason why I want to become stronger is to think what I want and love what I love. If I don't even care about love, then why don't I kill myself without taking out my kidneys? I can honestly treat myself as a sick person but be safe." An old prince?"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
She should have asked another question, but somehow she asked this one instead.
It should have been a wrong step, a wrong step.
But unexpectedly she got the answer she wanted.
Zhao Ci asked with a smile: "Why do I feel that you came here this time specifically to persuade me that I should practice well and not be addicted to you?"
"Addicted to me..."
Gu Xiangzhu's smile seemed to have deep meaning: "You are afraid that you will lose a lot in the future!"
Zhao Ci lightly sniffed the fragrance on her neck and said casually: "If you lose it, lose it. Anyway, you have invested enough, so you have to earn a little. I deserve to suffer a little loss. Who made me tempted?"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
What if... I'm tempted too?
Four eyes facing each other.
The subtitles have changed.
From "persuading Zhao Ci to practice empathy" to...
[Gu Xiangzhu’s current wish]: While maintaining the bottom line, try to make Zhao Ci suffer as little loss as possible.Reward for wish completion: comprehension value +1000, good or bad luck X1.
Zhao Ci: "..."
God is really at a disadvantage!
Gu Xiangzhu's heart was beating a little fast, and the warm blood was flowing to his neck, cheeks, and earlobes.
She bit her lip and placed the end of her belt in Zhao Ci's hand.
The time left for her was too short.
It was so short that she felt panicked.
He leaned forward slightly, his red lips attached to Zhao Ci's ear, and said softly: "Little liar, when I tell you to stop, you must stop, don't be presumptuous..."
Zhao Ci: "!!!"
(End of this chapter)
Seeing Huangfu Song's expression of doubt.
Yang Mo couldn't help but frown: "What? You don't believe me?"
The corners of Huangfusong's eyes twitched violently, and he couldn't help but lower his voice and said: "Holy Lord! It's not that my subordinates can't trust you. It's just a powerful pill that can be bought through any channel. Even if it is placed in the sect's merit library, It’s less than five merit points at most, and what you’ve lost is a physical secret realm.”
Yang Mo asked back: "Didn't the secret realm of the flesh just equalize the previous favor?"
"Ah this..."
Huangfu Song choked for a moment, it seemed that what he just said was even.
Yang Mo was a little impatient: "It's just a giant power pill. I will repay this favor very quickly. After repaying it, no one can stop me from pursuing power!"
Huangfusong rubbed his chest: "Yes!"
Yang Mo thought for a while and added in a deep voice: "Remember! Before I repay the favor, Zhao Ci is not allowed to be touched in any way. I don't like to owe others."
"Yes!"
Huangfusong rubbed his chest again.
He could feel that Yang Mo had really turned dark.
It's just that the performance of this blackening is somewhat different from what he imagined.
breathe……
breathe……
breathe……
He finally adjusted his mood and put on a smile: "Lord Shengjun, let's go back now, and my subordinates will take care of you."
"no need!"
Yang Mo waved his hand: "We have an appointment tonight."
Huangfu Song was stunned for a moment: "You didn't say you had an appointment just now!"
Yang Mo was a little strange: "Feng Kucha asked me to go back and prepare the food and wine just now, didn't you hear that?"
Huangfu Song: "???"
long silence.
He finally understood.
The best respect and love for the Holy King.
It's about letting go of your hands.
So he could only watch Yang Mo leave, and then asked someone to close the tea stall.
Yang Mo pulled out the crossbow arrow from the horse's butt, cleaned the wound and applied medicine, then led the horse slowly back toward Linge City. When he arrived at the city gate, the sun had just set in the west.
He pulled out his sword and looked at his swollen face from the shiny sword surface.
After much hesitation, I did not choose to go home.
He led the horse and drove straight towards the Tenth Prince's Mansion.
Let Cuiyun prepare the food first.
……
About an hour passed.
When the lanterns first come on.
Zhao Ci and the other three finally returned to Linge City.
He stretched and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so tiring to deal with such a trivial task!"
Since this is the first year of the government war, their task pool is very limited.
Desire Display is very tough.
However, the applicable scenarios are mostly those where the suspect range has been locked, and the effect is average for other case types.
In addition, in the second half, the Tenth Prince's Palace has been tormenting each other with the Ninth Prince's Palace and Prince Ying's Palace, and they are gaining achievements at an incredibly fast rate.
In the end, everyone couldn't hold it any longer.
So I also started to take on tasks that were trivial to the parents.
Dealing with those ordinary people was really a bit stressful. After all, they were not Kan Luotang, nor were they in Beisan County. Their mass base was not good enough, and the difficulty went up several levels.
"Yes!"
Feng Kucha was also a little dizzy: "It's too difficult to do, it's really difficult to do! Fortunately, my sister-in-law has made great achievements in Beisan County, and Lao Mo is also quite successful in Tianmeng Mountain. When the spring hunting comes, we only need two or three yuan. The cards come together!"
Saying "sister-in-law" just makes Zhao Ci unable to do it.
He just remembered.
Ow.
I have a fiancée!
Speaking of which, Kan Luotang was very busy, and they were all tasks that were just for the sake of the family. Other people in the government didn't want to get involved, but she was forced to turn them into a machine to earn merit.
Damn!
Even cheating can't compare to others.
Now that Zhang Dayong has completely switched to logistics, those who went to Beisan County with Kan Luotang also feel that their cultivation level is too low, and entering the military tower is a waste. It is better to save some achievements and exchange them for other things.
Therefore, there are only six people in the Ten Princes' Palace who need quota for the God of War Tower. Xiao Shenke, a top scout assassin, must spend a lot of money to build it.
As long as you can get two tokens, it will be a perfect ending.
of course.
Maybe it's not particularly simple.
Because there will definitely be people being targeted at that time.
of course.
What Zhao Ci meant was that the Ten Princes' Palace was targeting a group of them.
He rubbed his chin: "Speaking of Lao Feng, do Yang Ming and Lao Mo have such a big hatred?"
Thinking of Yang Ming.
He just couldn't control the ancient power in his body.
At first, they didn't want to cause trouble for Yang Ming. After all, in the last period of time, everyone had received tasks completed by Shan Mansion, so it was not easy to make up reasons for causing trouble.
In the blink of an eye, he saw Lao Mo's horse running around.
As soon as he subdued the horse, he saw Yang Ming, an unlucky boy.
At that time, this man was talking nonsense, and he still had a wish on his head: to break Yang Mo's psychological defense, make him withdraw from Spring Hunting, and reduce the number of people in the Ten Princes' Palace.
Then he went to beat him up, and a new wish appeared in this guy's head: to completely eliminate Zhao Ci, it would be best to kill him so that he would never have anything to do with fighting for the reserve.
So he was beaten even harder.
But he never thought that no matter how hard he beat him, Lao Mo would not suffer the humiliation.
Good guy, my face is swollen.
How much hatred?
To borrow a phrase from the God King.
You have a way to die!
Feng Kucha was thoughtful: "I don't know! I heard before that it seems that Yang Ming's father was ungrateful and failed to fulfill his promise after ascending to the position of head of the family, so he exiled his family to Linge. But I don't think so. Understand, Yang Ming is obviously the one who owes someone, so why is he the one who is so arrogant?"
"This is also normal!"
Zhao Ci curled his lips: "It's not the uncle who borrows money these days, it's the one who owes money."
He shook his head.
I will not say anything more.
He really didn't take Yang Ming seriously.
When the time comes, Chun Shou will be dealt with altogether, and maybe he can create conditions for Lao Mo to take revenge.
Damn!
I just want to gain merit and become stronger.
Why do these Goujiba things have to come together one by one?
Return to the Ten Prince's Mansion.
Cuiyun had already prepared the meal, and Yang Mo and Zhang Dayong, two autistic people, were relatively speechless.
Zhu Li was being pulled by Cuiyun to whisper something. When she saw Zhao Ci coming back, her pretty face suddenly turned red and she went to the table without saying a word.
"No! Here it is!"
Zhao Ci took out a bottle of elixir from the drawer and threw it to Yang Mo: "You have been going to Tianmeng Mountain for several months and you haven't even written a letter. How is your cultivation now?"
Yang Mo silently put the elixir into his arms and said in a deep voice: "The flesh, tendons and bones are all at the fourth level, and the preparations for the condensation pattern have been made. We will completely follow the route of our Yang family in southern Yunnan, which mainly controls the liver wood and the spleen earth. First, Raise your strength, and if you really have a chance, exchange it for the pattern base of another big clan after the palace war is over."
"Yeah! There's nothing wrong with the idea!"
Zhao Ci nodded. This was also the thinking of most people. Although the best choice was definitely to choose someone from another clan to major in divine patterns. In this case, the improvement would definitely be the greatest in the long run.
But the most prominent thing about government disputes is the word "fight".
The snowball effect is obvious.
First, you can cultivate your own divine patterns without spending merit points. Second, you can draw on more training experience, so your strength will naturally improve the fastest.
It would also be a good choice to wait until the house war is almost over, then exchange for another family's major divine pattern, and then practice slowly.
Although there is a high probability that the upper limit will be suppressed by the main and deputy gods.
But the divine patterns of the great clans are quite powerful in functionality.
For example, the Feng family’s demon-binding rope.
There are also Tan family members who returned with their sons.
These two are also the most popular ones.
but.
What deserves his attention more is Lao Mo's improvement speed.
When the previous feud in the government just started, Lao Mo seemed to have reached the end of his physical training. His body level was only six or seven, and he could almost see the upper limit of his training.
Now the flesh, muscles and bones have reached the fourth level, which is truly a miracle.
There must be something.
No wonder the Insight Talisman revealed that his upper limit is the seventh level of the Divine Treasure +.
only……
For a genius with the seventh level of Divine Hidden Predestination, isn't only the fourth level a bit too weak?
Do not understand!
Moreover, I feel that Lao Mo's whole temperament has changed a lot, and the fighting has become more fierce, but the wish of the god chrysalis is still not fulfilled.
What conditions must be met for this?
But not in a hurry.
Now that I have collected all the comprehension points needed to break through the physical realm, I even have a surplus of [-] to [-] yuan. I am not in a hurry for this golden wish, but the reward of the god chrysalis is a bit greedy.
"Don't talk about the ones that are available and those that are not!"
Zhao Ci poured a few glasses of wine: "The government dispute will be a headache tomorrow. We brothers will drink today. It just so happens that you also talk about the recent events in Tianmeng Mountain. If you hadn't been reaping the rewards for your achievements, I would have thought you Die there. Do it!”
"Dry!"
"Dry!"
"Dry!"
……
After pushing the cup and changing the cup.
Everyone in the Tenth Prince's Palace was drunk.
Yang Mo was unusually sober. He didn't usually drink much, but his drinking capacity was terrifying.
There is no other reason.
It was simply that he had been fed too much poison.
I don’t know how much of the tranquilizers, narcotics, hallucinogens, and stimulants I drank.
To him, a mere white wine is no different from a cold drink.
"call……"
Yang Mo sighed, feeling a little lonely.
He drew out his sword and saw his reflection on the sword through the candlelight.
The swelling has subsided.
Although Yang Ming was extremely humiliating to him, after all, it was just a slap on his face, which was just a superficial injury.
After applying the bruise medicine and luckily healing the injury, the injury was almost healed, and it was impossible to tell without looking carefully.
You can go home.
You shouldn't be scolded if you go home like this.
I remember being bullied as a child, and I would definitely be scolded by the old couple when I came home.
There are many ways to reprimand.
But there are only two core sentences.
One is to complain that he is too useless to beat in a fight.
The second is that he is not well-behaved and ignorant, and goes out to cause trouble every day.
As for the reason for the fight.
They never asked.
"go home!"
Yang Mo shook his head, stood up and left the Tenth Prince's Mansion.
When we returned to Yang's medicinal shop, the moon was already high in the sky.
If normal, the old couple would have gone to bed long ago.
But today, the bedroom was still lit with candles.
"why are not you sleeping?"
"I came back today and didn't notify them."
"I also wore a hat when I returned to Linge."
"This……"
Without thinking much, Yang Mo opened the door to the backyard and tied the horse to the jujube tree in the yard.
Maybe he heard the courtyard door opening.
The bedroom door opened quickly.
"Mer?"
When Cen Xiu saw Yang Mo, her eyes showed a hint of joy, but it was quickly replaced by worry.
"mother!"
Yang Mo's face was slightly stiff. The moment he saw Cen Xiu, he still instinctively felt fear.
Just one glance can recall the pain of being struck by poison and lightning.
It's obviously been nearly half a year since I've experienced it.
But the memory is still fresh.
At this time.
Yang Fang also leaned out the door and waved to him with a stern face: "Mo'er, you're back just in time, come in quickly!"
"Yes!"
Yang Mo nodded, tied the reins firmly to the tree trunk, and walked towards the couple's bedroom.
Although his face is calm.
But his body still couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Because the entrance to the underground secret room built to prevent his screams from disturbing the neighbors was in the old couple's bedroom.
Although he thought he was no longer afraid of the pain.
But the helpless emotion still spread deep in his heart.
What happened?
This is not like washing yourself off.
But fortunately.
After entering the house, Yang Fang had no intention of opening the entrance to the secret room.
Instead, he motioned for Yang Mo to sit down.
After Yang Mo sat down, Yang Fang did not speak immediately. Instead, he took out the dry tobacco, filled it with shredded tobacco made of special medicine, lit it, and started puffing out the smoke.
A gloomy atmosphere spread in the bedroom.
The pressure made Yang Mo a little breathless.
He carefully observed the couple, and saw that their faces were extremely rosy, and they seemed to have very strong qi and blood. However, this red color was different from the red color of healthy people, and was more colorful in comparison.
It's just that their hair is thinning a lot.
I don't know if it's because of sadness or other reasons.
"Cough cough cough... vomit!"
I don’t know if I was choked by the smoke.
Yang Fang coughed violently for a while, and ended up retching several times, and his face became more and more rosy.
Yang Mo finally couldn't help it anymore: "Dad! What happened at home?"
"what!"
Yang Fang woke up from his dream and asked with a straight face: "Mo'er! You have been practicing in Tianmeng Mountain for so long, how is your cultivation?"
Yang Mo didn't hide much and told all about his cultivation status except for the Heavenly Demon Pattern.
"well……"
Yang Fang praised him, but his face remained worried.
Yang Mo couldn't help but ask: "Dad! What's wrong?"
Yang Fang remained silent and continued to smoke dry cigarettes.
Cen Xiu, on the other hand, sighed: "Recently, your father and I have heard some rumors, saying that although the ten princes' palaces are temporarily at the top of the list, they have been targeted by the Nine Princes' Palace and Prince Ying's Palace. You may not know that behind these two palaces The ones standing are the princelings and the four princes, and the ten princes’ palaces may not be able to fight against them.”
Saying "you may not know" would be impossible for Yang Mo to do.
Could it be that my parents only now know that these two governments are the main force competing for the throne?
But think about it carefully.
It seems to be true, because I didn't know about it before, and I had never heard of these concepts at all. I only became aware of it after listening to Zhao Ci and others chatting after entering the mansion.
Previously, the old couple had encouraged themselves to become government officials because it was easier for them to become talented people. It was a shortcut for him, who was not good at literature or military affairs.
Ah this...
Yang Mo was silent for a while and then said: "Mom and Dad! Don't worry, our family is invincible. Even if they join forces, they can't suppress us."
This is not bragging.
At this stage, Zhao Ci would have been able to dominate the competition.
Later, he entered the secret realm of the physical body again, and his strength must have improved qualitatively, and he even had one of the five virtues.
Even if he faces the encirclement and suppression from previous years in the physical realm, he may not be unable to withstand it.
"really?"
When the couple saw Yang Mo looking so confident, a glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes.
"Naturally!"
Yang Mo nodded: "When did the child trick his parents?"
"Great!"
The couple finally showed joy.
Cen Xiu laughed and wiped away tears: "Mo'er! You must live up to your expectations. My parents can only count on you in this life. You must get back what your parents deserve!"
Yang Mo has heard this kind of words countless times.
But this time, he couldn't help but ask: "Father, mother! What happened back then? How did we help Yang Ming's father, and why were they ungrateful? You have never told the children!"
In the past, he really didn't want to ask.
Because Yang Ming's attitude towards him has always been condescending and ignoring him.
Although very annoying.
But he has experienced this kind of look too much, and he doesn't think it's anything special, at least it won't affect his life.
Exactly.
He was so tired of dealing with poisoning and lightning strikes every day that he had no time to think about other things.
But ever since he participated in the civil war, this person has started to target him. First he tortured him during the martial arts competition, then he cut his throat as a warning, and today he bullies the minority.
He wanted this man dead.
So I want to ask more clearly about the reason.
"This……"
Yang Fang hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Han was the legitimate son back then, and he was originally able to inherit the position of head of the family. But later, his mother's family was inexplicably accused of treason. If Yang Han hadn't escaped quickly, , I'm afraid he would have been beheaded long ago.
During that time, he hid like a rat on the street and didn't even have enough to eat.
There happened to be a search by officers and soldiers, and he hid in our house. I wanted to take him to the ancestral hall in exchange for some silver coins and cultivation resources.
He knelt down and kowtowed to me, begging me to keep quiet. He also made a promise to me, saying that as long as he became the head of the family, he would give me a bright future.
I'm soft-hearted.
I agreed.
Give him whatever leftovers there are at home.
Later, his mother's family was rehabilitated and he took the position of head of the family.
Then I went to him to ask for a future, after all we had worked hard to get him there.
This idiot lied to me and said that Lin Ge had better development prospects and could help him take care of Yang Ming.
Then we came to Laige, and the position we were given was pretty good at the beginning, but later on the position was reduced again and again..."
Yang Fang was still chattering, his tone full of resentment, and Cen Xiu also supported him angrily.
But Yang Mo's head was buzzing.
"Kneel down and kowtow, begging me not to say anything."
"Give him all the leftovers at home."
"We had a hard time getting him into position."
Ah this!
This……
If you don't do it, who will you do?
of course.
This can be regarded as repaying kindness with hatred.
Yang Mo thought it was reasonable, but he didn't accept it.
Listen for a long time.
The couple's narration finally ended.
At the end, he added: "Mo'er! You must live up to your expectations!"
The couple were very ambitious.
Yang Mo was silent for a while and nodded heavily.
But right now.
Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, as if many people were coming.
Immediately afterwards the courtyard door was opened.
"Yang Fang!"
"what?"
The couple's expressions changed, and they quickly pushed the door open and put on flattering smiles: "Master Zhao, why do you bother to come here so late at night?"
The Yang family has many medicinal material shops in Linge, and they manage only one of them. Yang Zhao is the person in charge of the distribution of medicinal materials.
Whose business is good depends on who allocates more rare medicinal materials.
Although Yang Zhao often makes things difficult for him, Yang Fang should please him anyway.
Yang Zhao ignored him and glanced at the people behind him: "You guys wait outside!"
"Yes!"
The entourage responded in unison.
Yang Zhao walked straight into the house: "Come into the house and talk!"
Say it.
He went straight into the room and sat down.
Yang Mo snorted and was about to sit down to see what this man wanted to do, but Cen Xiu slapped him on the back.
He frowned, feeling extremely dissatisfied. He wanted to refute something, but Cen Xiu glared at him, so he had no choice but to give up.
Huge room.
Yang Zhao sat.
A family of three stood, two of them hunched over slightly, making the scene very funny.
Yang Zhao glanced sideways at Yang Mo: "Mo, have you grown up? How dare you attack Mr. Ming?"
Yang Fang's face darkened: "Mo'er, what's going on with you?" "What's going on?"
Yang Mo was extremely angry: "Go and ask Yang Ming what's going on? Yang Zhao, I am now the official of the Tenth Prince's Palace. Even if there is a dispute with Yang Ming, it is within the palace. What? What are you doing now? Which lord in the clan's mansion can even take care of the affairs of the clan?"
"you!"
Yang Zhao choked. He didn't expect that Yang Mo, who had always been submissive, would dare to refute him like this.
But the reason he used was completely impossible to refute.
He could only glare at Yang Fang angrily.
Yang Fang slapped Yang Mo on the back of the head: "Mo'er! Why are you talking to the principal?"
"Can……"
"presumptuous!"
"..."
Yang Mo swallowed his words. He became even more angry, but strangely calmed down. He just stood quietly to see what Yang Zhao was here for.
Yang Fang quickly smiled and said: "Zhao is responsible, the child is ignorant, you tell me!"
When Yang Zhao saw that Yang Mo had stopped, his expression looked better. He adjusted his tone and said calmly: "I came here this time mainly to convey the wishes of the head of the family.
Isn’t it going to be spring hunting soon?
You may have all heard the recent rumors that this spring hunt is related to the competition for reserves, which is particularly important to each family.
Some time ago, the head of the family sent Miss Lu to Linge, where she had a very happy chat with His Highness the Fourth Prince. Now the two families are discussing marriage.
Do you know what it means? "
The head of the family, Yang Han, had two sons and one daughter. The eldest son stayed in southern Yunnan due to his frail health. This son, Yang Ming, came to Linge on behalf of his brother. He also had a daughter, Yang Lu.
Yang Fang was stunned for a moment, thought for a long time and asked, "Are you going to follow the ceremony?"
Yang Zhao: "???"
He almost didn't catch his emotions.
After a while, he could only say directly: "In this fight for the heir apparent, our Yang family has to side with His Highness the Fourth Prince. Don't you understand?"
"I see!"
Yang Fang suddenly realized it, but he soon frowned: "Then the main thing is..."
Yang Zhao moved his eyes to Yang Mo: "It's very simple! During the spring hunting, the Ten Princes' Mansion must have no harvest! Yang Mo, this matter depends on you!"
After hearing this, Yang Fang and Cen Xiu's faces turned pale, and they looked at each other helplessly.
This statement obviously makes Yang Mo act as an insider and makes the Tenth Prince's Palace lose!
Yang Mo almost laughed out loud: "Oh? Yang Zhao, you are more majestic than the first-rank officials of the clan. Even His Majesty does not dare to control the feud in the clan. You just want to decide the outcome of Spring Hunt with just your words?"
Yang Fang quickly begged for mercy: "Master Zhao, it's not easy for Mo'er to be a government official. You..."
"I'm doing it for your own good too!"
Yang Zhao took a sip of tea leisurely and looked at Yang Fang with a leisurely expression. He didn't care about Yang Mo's angry words at all. This young man's temperament has changed drastically. It is not easy to cure, but there is no need to cure it. As long as it is cured, Just stay in Yang Fang.
There was a touch of ridicule in his tone: "You only know that you can become a high official through government competition, but you have never thought about the purpose of government competition! I will tell you right now..."
then.
He explained the significance of the imperial struggle to the imperial court's control of the seven great meritorious families.
Yang Fang and Cen Xiu's faces turned blue and white.
At last.
Yang Zhaocai said quietly: "I don't want to say that your son is not good. Let's assume that if Yang Mo can achieve great achievements, wouldn't he also serve in Linge or the Yang family in southern Yunnan? But Yang Mo is a stubborn boy who insists on offending the head of the family and the fourth prince. What role do you think he can play in the Yang family?
He has no role in the Yang family, and he has lost meaning to the court.
you say.
If we fight like this to the death, what can we achieve?
Yang Fang!
The head of the family misses your kindness back then, so now you can run a medicine shop in Linge.
But if you don’t manage your son well, I’m afraid you won’t be able to keep all the things you have now! "
Yang Fang was a little angry, but the angrier he became, the softer his tone became: "It's not easy for Mo'er to be the one in charge. You..."
Yang Zhao waved his hand to interrupt: "Don't be ignorant, I am saying these things for your own good! Don't you understand the current situation clearly? The prince and the fourth prince, the forces standing behind each are not at all You can imagine.
What does Your Highness have?
If the Tenth Highness had known better and had withdrawn from the feud earlier, no matter who the Crown Prince or the Fourth Highness would succeed, they would have spared his life out of brotherly love.
Yang Mo has contributed a lot and can be appreciated by His Highness the Fourth Prince!
But if you don’t know good from evil, I can’t say what will happen to His Highness the Tenth Prince.
You know in your heart whether your family will die or not! "
"what!"
Yang Fang and his wife were immediately shocked.
Yang Mo couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Yang Zhao: "Damn Ganlin! How big is your face?"
Yang Zhao also didn't expect that this young man who had always been submissive would actually move his feet, and he was caught off guard and sat down on the ground.
Pointing at Yang Mo, his face turned blue and white: "You! You, you, you..."
"presumptuous!"
Yang Fang raised his hand and slapped Yang Mo on the face.
Yang Mo: "???"
Every time Yang Fang slapped him in the face, he would be extremely aggrieved and afraid.
But this time, he didn't feel any grievance or fear at all.
some!
Only anger.
"Keng!"
He directly pulled out the long sword hanging on the wall and walked towards Yang Zhao: "I want to see how big your face is..."
Yang Zhao turned pale with fright. He was really afraid that Yang Mo would stab him. Although his cultivation level was higher than that of Yang Mo, if this matter really got serious, if people knew that he interfered with the government, the consequences would be worse than stabbing him with a few swords. Seriously, he didn't dare to do anything.
So he didn't care about anything, and rolled out of the door while crawling on the ground.
Se Li roared inwardly: "Yang Fang! Take care of your little bastard, let's go, let's go!"
A group of people came to the door in an imposing manner.
Left in embarrassment.
Yang Mo was holding the sword, his eyes were red, and he was panting like a madman.
This was the first time the couple saw Yang Mo like this, and they were a little scared for a while.
But this feeling that his son was out of control made Yang Fang even more angry: "You are such a traitor, your wings are stiff, right?"
"father!"
Yang Mo's voice was a little suppressed: "If I don't take action, do you really want me to stab His Highness in the back?"
Yang Fang gritted his teeth: "But I was the one responsible just now..."
Yang Mo asked back: "Let me ask you a question! If they really think that the Tenth Prince's Palace will lose, why do they send people here to threaten our family?"
Yang Fang: "This..."
Cen Xiu: "This..."
Yang Mo's chest felt tight, but his head became clearer and calmer. He took a deep breath: "Father! Mother! Do you want Yang Ming to die?"
"This……"
The couple looked at each other, and when they heard what Yang Mo said, they couldn't help but feel a storm in their hearts.
I don't know if it was retribution for telling too many lies. Yang Han's eldest son excused himself from coming to Laige because of his frailty. As a result, he didn't give birth to a child at the age of 28, so Yang Ming was the only one left.
If Yang Ming dies, Yang Han will be completely dead.
When I think of my miserable life.
Yang Fang was filled with desire: "Yes! Of course I want to!"
Yang Mo asked: "How much do you want?"
Yang Fang blurted out: "If Yang Ming dies, your father will die in peace!"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized something was wrong.
Looking at Yang Mo, he couldn't help but ask: "Mo'er! Are you really confident? What Yang Zhao said makes sense. If you fail..."
"Have!"
Yang Mo said in a deep voice: "Dad! Don't worry, I will do it cleanly. Yang Ming will die, and the Tenth Prince's Palace will not lose. I don't want to grovel for the rest of my life. I want you two to live in glory for the rest of your lives!"
Cen Xiu's face was full of worry: "But if you do this, we will be offended..."
Yang Mo's tone increased a bit and he emphasized again: "I promise, after Yang Ming's death, you two will be able to live happily for the rest of your lives!"
Yang Fang: "..."
Cen Xiu: "..."
The couple was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh with tears: "Mo'er, you have grown up!"
"This is what children should do!"
Yang Mo took a long breath and saluted the old couple: "Mom and Dad! Just believe me. I'll be practicing in the house first."
"Well! Go!"
Cen Xiu watched Yang Mo leave with a look of relief on her face: "Mo'er is really sensible."
Yang Fang nodded: "We taught him well!"
outside the house.
Yang Mo returned to his room silently.
I silently emphasized two sentences to myself.
Yang Ming must be killed.
We must let the old couple live a peaceful life.
It's a little difficult.
But... there are only a few days left anyway.
Wait until these things are done.
Then repay Zhao Ci's favor.
Nothing in this world can stop him from pursuing power.
He hates weaklings.
I hate being the weak one even more.
He doesn't want to become a demon king.
But you must become as strong as the Demon Lord.
Who messes with him.
He will kill anyone!
……
Wangshu Palace.
Gu Xiangzhu leaned against the window lattice and looked at the moon in the mirror quietly: "So, you still haven't found the suspicious candidate?"
"no!"
Jing Zhongyue sighed softly: "My subordinates tried several people, but there was no sign of the demon pattern, and then they were entangled by several other protectors. In the past six months of the government war, there are some civilian government officials. He died in battle, but he didn't choose to replace him.
If the Holy Lord is really among these people and is not even qualified to take a look at the God of War Tower, that would be really unlucky. "
Gu Xiangzhu nodded slightly.
The news Shui Mo told her about the Demon Lord's reincarnation should be true.
But she was certain that there were many details that were not clearly explained in the ink painting.
Even the list was made subjectively by ink painting and has basically no reference value.
Moreover, it was impossible for Shui Mo to hand over the complete list to himself.
and so……
It's hard to judge anything.
Shui Mo said that the important criterion for judging whether you are a demon king or not is whether you have the secret technique of self-awakening demon body training.
But since he made a bet with Xiang Tiange on whether ordinary people could rise up, he ended up with the Demonic Body Forging Secret Technique, a secret technique that ordinary people couldn't get and that requires a lot of talent to practice.
This is not a clown, what is this?
Gu Xiangzhu shook his head, feeling that if this was the case, the Demon Lord would have disappointed him.
She felt more and more that her idea was right.
The demon king's reincarnation is to change his identity and make up for all the things he lacked in his previous life.
After all, back then, he was only a hair behind Xiang Tiange.
As long as you can make up for those shortcomings, you will be the well-deserved number one master.
Break your inner demons then.
Break through the Eighth Slough.
Strength can be improved to a higher level.
This statement is more believable than losing Xiang Tiange and becoming obsessed with losing, giving up all his cultivation for a bet and starting all over again.
so.
After secretly testing his identity, he was resisted by several of his guardians.
Gu Xiangzhu simply gave up. Anyway, she felt that Zhao Ci was already stable.
And her relationship with Zhao Ci is also in a very delicate state.
Neither of them took the initiative to mention the dream.
This little liar still asks for kisses.
But the aggression is not as strong as before.
It seems a little guilty.
It is possible that he realized what his identity as the reincarnation of the Demon Lord meant.
Can be biased.
This little liar was very kind to her and made her happy every time they met.
That attitude.
It was exactly like the feeling of having her as my wife in my blissful dream.
"Moon Mother!"
Gu Xiangzhu suddenly asked: "Do you think that after a person is reincarnated, he becomes a new person?"
Jing Zhongyue thought for a long time: "Holy girl, I have never been reincarnated, so it is difficult to evaluate."
Gu Xiangzhu choked for a moment and asked without giving up: "Then do you think that if he merged with the memory of his previous life, he would be the same person in his previous life?"
Jing Zhongyue said in a deep voice: "This subordinate has not integrated the memories of his previous life, so it is difficult to evaluate him."
The corners of Gu Xiangzhu's eyes twitched: "You are starting to fool me too."
"Saint!"
Yue Zhongyue's face showed worry: "My subordinates think you are attracted to Zhao Ci. This will be a huge obstacle to your path of cultivating demons. How can you achieve great things like this..."
"It's just gibberish!"
Gu Xiangzhu interrupted with a cold shout: "I only attacked him with words. Regardless of the use or the so-called sincerity, they are just means. Such actions are just to influence Zhao Ci's mind and make him fuse with the Demon King's remnant soul regardless of whether he has it or not. , can all be used by me.”
Jing Zhongyue couldn't help but shook her head: "But what Saintess you ask the most is whether Zhao Ci will still be Zhao Ci after the fusion?"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
She was silent for a while, then asked quietly: "Is that what I asked?"
Jing Zhongyue nodded: "Yes!"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
a time.
The atmosphere in Wangshu Palace became very quiet.
a long time.
a long time.
Gu Xiangzhu said: "What if, I mean what if! If things are really as you said, what do you think I should do?"
Jing Zhongyue was a little hesitant: "Holy Girl, I told you not to be angry!"
"You have been following me since you were born as a spiritual being. How could I be angry? Just say so!"
"That subordinate said it!"
"Say!"
"My subordinates think you are not ruthless enough!"
"Not cruel enough?"
"Yes! Your qualifications are not weaker than those of the Demon Lord back then, but your cultivation has never reached the level of the Saint Lord. That's because you are not ruthless enough."
"But Master said that Xuanjian Pavilion should be run by people with feelings and no desires. If I were like the Demon Lord..."
"No, no, no! My subordinates have always believed that you are the best person to take charge of the Holy Religion."
Jing Zhongyue shook his head repeatedly: "But if the Holy Religion wants to realize its long-cherished wish, it needs a strong man who can suppress the entire dynasty. In terms of cultivation alone, it will be difficult for you to reach this level if you don't practice empathy.
But practicing the art of empathy will ultimately be detrimental to the control of the Holy Religion, and it may not be able to reach that level. This is the crux of the problem. "
Gu Xiangzhu was silent. She felt that what Jing Zhongyue said was reasonable.
She hated the Demon Lord very much before, but she never broke up with him publicly because of this.
Only the strong can make rules.
Otherwise, no matter how perfect the rules are, no one will follow them.
She asked: "What's the explanation?"
"It's easy!"
"what?"
"Let Zhao Ci practice the art of empathy, and then fuse it with the remnant soul of the Demon King to become an excellent tool for you. In this way, there is hope for the return of the most powerful man, and it will also help you calm down."
"This……"
Gu Xiangzhu's eyes trembled slightly, and he turned his back and looked out the window. His voice was a little low: "This is not a bad idea. I, I didn't think of it before."
Jing Zhongyue shook his head: "It's not that you haven't thought about it, you don't want to think about it! Do you still remember that when the Holy Lord was still there, you asked him more than once to practice empathy and cut off his lust?"
Gu Xiangzhu was silent for a long time before speaking: "The practice of empathy is ruthless and desireless, but it is not without thoughts. Let him be used by me first, and he must be willing to do so. This method... is inappropriate!"
Jing Zhongyue asked back: "Zhao Ci already has feelings for you. If you are determined to practice the art of charm, how can he not voluntarily do it?"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
Jing Zhongyue took a deep breath: "This is the method with the highest success rate. Please ask the saint to make a decision early, otherwise when Zhao Ci fuses the remnant soul of the saint, he may not be at your mercy."
"But……"
Gu Xiangzhu shook his head: "There is no evidence that Zhao Ci must be the reincarnation of the Demon Lord."
Jing Zhongyue asked back: "Isn't it already confirmed by you?"
Gu Xiangzhu was a little irritated: "Why are you in a hurry? After this spring hunting, I will ask Shui Mo to take out the silk from the cocoon of the god to test him. If he is real, it will not be too late to make a decision."
"My subordinates don't just mean this!"
"What else do you mean?"
"My subordinate means that even if Zhao Ci is not the reincarnation of the Holy Lord, he is still an important support for you. Letting him practice the art of empathy will definitely be good for your state of mind!"
"nonsense!"
Gu Xiangzhu was a little angry: "When did I say that he affected my mood? If! It's if! Don't you understand what if means?"
Moon in the Mirror: "..."
really.
Still angry.
Gu Xiangzhu waved his hand: "Step back!"
"Yes!"
The moon in the mirror sighed, then turned into moonlight again and merged into the mirror.
Gu Xiangzhu stopped at the same spot for a long time. Although he was in a confused mood, his thoughts were clear.
For the Holy Religion.
The most sensible way is to induce Zhao Ci to practice empathy now.
in this way.
Regardless of whether Zhao Ci is the reincarnation of the Demon Lord or not, or whether he has merged with the Demon Lord's remnant soul, he will be an excellent help to him.
"But if he is not the Demon Lord, he has no reason to betray me. Even if he does not practice empathy, he will always be obedient to me."
"As for my mental problems, I haven't broken through the bottom line anyway. They can be eliminated through meditation."
"Even if he is the reincarnation of the Demon Lord, he may not be willing to fuse the remnant soul, and even if he fuses the remnant soul, he may not turn back into the Demon Lord..."
"No! No!"
"If he doesn't practice empathy, he can't have the idea of merging the remaining souls. It's too risky!"
Gu Xiangzhu shook his head wildly, feeling increasingly indecisive.
What Yueniang said is obviously the most correct approach.
this approach.
The operation is only possible before Zhao Ci merges with the Demon King's remnant soul.
After the spring hunt, the cocoon silk of the divine chrysalis will be sacrificed. After confirming the identity, Shui Mo and the Four Guardians will definitely urge the soul to merge with all their strength.
Time is short.
It was so short that she felt panicked.
She gritted her teeth.
The body turned into a line of blue smoke and floated out of the window.
……
Ten palaces.
Gu Xiangzhu sat beside Zhao Ci's bed.
Sure enough, not long after.
The little liar smelled the fragrance and woke up quietly.
Before his eyes opened, he sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist.
He rested his face on her shoulder and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.
"you've been drinking?"
"Drink some."
"Open your eyes and look at me."
"Um……"
"Is it beautiful?"
"nice……"
"Being blinded by love all day long will stop you from becoming stronger. How can you solve your crisis?"
"But the reason why I want to become stronger is to think what I want and love what I love. If I don't even care about love, then why don't I kill myself without taking out my kidneys? I can honestly treat myself as a sick person but be safe." An old prince?"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
She should have asked another question, but somehow she asked this one instead.
It should have been a wrong step, a wrong step.
But unexpectedly she got the answer she wanted.
Zhao Ci asked with a smile: "Why do I feel that you came here this time specifically to persuade me that I should practice well and not be addicted to you?"
"Addicted to me..."
Gu Xiangzhu's smile seemed to have deep meaning: "You are afraid that you will lose a lot in the future!"
Zhao Ci lightly sniffed the fragrance on her neck and said casually: "If you lose it, lose it. Anyway, you have invested enough, so you have to earn a little. I deserve to suffer a little loss. Who made me tempted?"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
What if... I'm tempted too?
Four eyes facing each other.
The subtitles have changed.
From "persuading Zhao Ci to practice empathy" to...
[Gu Xiangzhu’s current wish]: While maintaining the bottom line, try to make Zhao Ci suffer as little loss as possible.Reward for wish completion: comprehension value +1000, good or bad luck X1.
Zhao Ci: "..."
God is really at a disadvantage!
Gu Xiangzhu's heart was beating a little fast, and the warm blood was flowing to his neck, cheeks, and earlobes.
She bit her lip and placed the end of her belt in Zhao Ci's hand.
The time left for her was too short.
It was so short that she felt panicked.
He leaned forward slightly, his red lips attached to Zhao Ci's ear, and said softly: "Little liar, when I tell you to stop, you must stop, don't be presumptuous..."
Zhao Ci: "!!!"
(End of this chapter)
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