The Strongest Myth of Godless Emperor

Chapter 4 Wei Zimou came to ask for help

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

In three days, the layout of the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion changed drastically. There were only 300 people left from the original 180 people.

The guards, maids and servants were nearly halfway away. There was no doubt that they were all from the princes, and even among the 180 people, there was probably a prince's dark chess.

And the people in the kitchen were censored by the city gate guards, but there was no news. It seemed that there was no problem, but none of the people in the group came out, and they seemed to be under control.

Zhou Wushuang ignored all these and watched all these changes with cold eyes.

From the moment he killed Cui Zhu first and then Li Kui three days later, and let all the princes and dark chessmen leave, he had already put himself in the vortex of winning the heir apparent.

Even if he didn't have this thought, his attitude has already determined everything, and he has no way out at all.

If he doesn't seize the heir, and doesn't fight for hegemony, the only thing waiting for him is death. Su Daji, the daughter of the protector of the country, is the origin of all this, and Zhou Wushuang doesn't even have the right to refuse. After all, this is the order of Emperor Zhou himself. The god of the country will also approve of it.

If he refuses, he will offend Emperor Zhou, offend the Protector of the Nation, and even tarnish Su Daji's reputation.

How many princes who want to please the god general who protects the country and Su Daji will show mercy to him?

In addition, if he wins Emperor Zhou's face, even if it is his own son, I'm afraid he will turn a blind eye at that time.

"The second level of Qi training has finally been reached!"

Inside the room, Zhou Wushuang stood up from his seat, feeling that the spiritual power in his body had more than doubled, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Just as he had guessed, the Innate Saint Physique can really improve without the slightest restriction, even ignoring the existence of the bottleneck of cultivation, but this time the proof gave him hope.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Wushuang looked at the Fire Ganoderma lucidum placed on the table beside him, his eyes sparkled, and he murmured: "The innate holy body is divided into small, big, complete and perfect. The four levels require the accumulation of countless treasures from heaven, material and earth, and I don’t know what level my cultivation will reach after swallowing this 300-year-old fire ganoderma!”

While talking, Zhou Wushuang directly picked up the fire ganoderma, and began to eat it mouthful.

If outsiders saw this scene, they would scold Zhou Wushuang for courting death.

The 300-year-old fire ganoderma lucidum, even a foundation-building cultivator has to be cautious about the medicinal power contained in it, and it must be refined into a elixir to take. Who would dare to eat it raw like him.

It's a pity that although the medicinal power of this fire ganoderma is strong, it is not fast enough in front of the innate holy body. Zhou Wushuang chewed the pieces of ganoderma lucidum, and the Tao tire jumped, the holy body was bright, and the huge medicinal power was absorbed very quickly. calm.

It didn't take long for the fire ganoderma to be completely eaten. Zhou Wushuang hiccupped, his face was flushed at this moment, his body was hot and dry, and his internal cultivation began to improve: the third level of Qi training - the fourth level of Qi training - the fifth level of Qi training ——Sixth level of Qi training——Seventh level of Qi training!
Zhou Wushuang returned to normal after five small realms had been raised, and suddenly felt a pang of hunger again, as if he would never be full.

"This is really an insatiable physique!"

Touching his shriveled belly, Zhou Wushuang couldn't help but wryly smiled, and then his eyes were very bright. As long as he is given enough resources, he can continuously improve.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Xue Qing's voice resounded outside the house: "His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Prince, the third young master of Duke Wei's family is here, and is waiting for you in the hall!"

The third young master of the Wei family, Wei Zimou!

With a flash of light in his eyes, Zhou Wushuang immediately dissipated his aura, and muttered in his mouth: "According to the memory of his predecessor, this Wei Zimou should be friends with him, but because he is a concubine who has no status in the Wei family, he often brings his predecessor with him. Going around in brothels, gambling, bullying and a series of unreliable things, this guy is looking for me now, is he also taking me out for a while?"

While thinking, Zhou Wushuang opened the door, glanced at Xue Qing and said, "Let's go!"

After speaking, he walked straight to the hall, and Xue Qing who was at the side gave a cry, and hurriedly followed behind.

Soon, Zhou Wushuang brought Xue Qing to the hall.

"The Thirteenth Prince, save me!"

Before he could go in, one of the cries for help, which was more miserable than the dead parents, resounded.

Immediately afterwards, a fat man who was wider horizontally than vertically jumped out from the hall with a dexterity that didn't fit his figure, hugged Zhou Wushuang's thigh, and shouted: "Thirteenth Prince, you can't do it this time!" You must save me, or I will die brother!"

"..."

Being hugged by the man's thigh, Zhou Wushuang felt a black line on his forehead, and the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. Resisting the urge to kick him away, he waved to Xue Qing, motioning him to go down.

To this, Xue Qing gave a very interesting salute, then turned and left.

Watching Xue Qing leave, Zhou Wushuang looked down at Wei Zimou, who was almost twice his size, and asked, "You are the third son of Duke Wei, what made you so panicked!"

"Speak out your pain and let this prince be happy!"

"Uh……"

The sound of crying for help came suddenly, Wei Zimou opened his mouth wide and raised his head to look at Zhou Wushuang, and then said like a wronged daughter-in-law: "Prince Thirteen, you have turned bad!"

"roll!"

Laughing and cursing angrily, Zhou Wushuang broke free from Wei Zimou's hand, and then walked into the hall, saying as he walked, "Wei Zimou, what's wrong with you again? I remember you came to me to cry and complain half a year ago. At the time, it was because you sold your father's picture of a gentleman, what about today?"

While speaking, Zhou Wushuang had already arrived in the hall, sat casually on the main seat, and looked at Wei Zimou with a playful expression.

Wei Zimou's face turned red at the moment, obviously he was speechless because of being bullied.

However, he quickly came back to his senses, and said with a mournful face: "Thirteen princes, you don't know, brother, I was tricked. I spent 30 gold to buy a South Sea Ling coral from Wanbao Pavilion. It was originally intended to be given to me. I used it to celebrate my birthday, but I didn’t expect that there was something wrong with the Lingshan butterfly. It was originally about ten feet tall and short, but when I moved to the road, it suddenly shattered, leaving only a small piece the size of a palm. You are too human, you must be the master for me."

"Oh!"

With a raised eyebrow, Zhou Wushuang became interested.

The ten-foot-large Lingshan butterfly in the South China Sea is already considered a natural treasure, but it can be broken if it is said to be broken, which is simply unbelievable.

Moreover, Wanbao Pavilion is not simple. It is said that not only Dazhou, but also the countries next to Dazhou have their semicolons. It stands to reason that it is impossible to cheat people. Why did Wei Zimou suddenly have a problem with Lingshanhu in the South China Sea?

The most important thing is that Wei Zimou actually came to him to complain about this Nanhai Lingshan butterfly, whose idea was it?
According to memory, the previous body had a very good relationship with Wei Zimou. If he hadn't come here through time travel, he would have taken Wei Zimou to Wanbao Pavilion to ask for an explanation.

(End of this chapter)