infinite blood core

Chapter 173 I am the needle gold!
Everything happened so suddenly.

After a few breaths, Zhen Jin died in front of everyone's eyes.

Zidi called out mournfully, and the big man rushed to the ground, and then fell to the ground...

The crowd was silent for a while, and it seemed to explode with a bang.

"Let me go!" Zidi tried to shake off Heijuan's hand, but Heijuan still firmly grasped her arm with a grim expression.

"Damn, damn!" Zong Ge gnashed his teeth while resisting the intruding beast, his face full of anger.

"Master!!!" Spirulina roared and rushed towards Zhenjin's body.

"Be careful!" Zidi raised her heart and reminded loudly again.

But this time, the blue-green algae flew to the body of Zhenjin, but it was not struck by lightning.

"Master..." Lan Zao hugged Zhen Jin's body and cried out in pain.

His eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face. Before, because of his injuries, he retreated to the back of the front line and waited for divine treatment, so when the needle gold charged, Spirulina didn't even notice it for the first time.

And by the time he made a move, it was too late.

Spirulina's body was hunched, and she hugged Jin Jin tightly.At this moment, he felt that the light of his life had dissipated, and his life had once again plunged into boundless darkness.

The boundless pain and confusion seemed to form an abyss that swallowed him.

At the same time, there is boundless remorse and hatred for Jisha, which grows rapidly in the dark, and accumulates ferociously!

"Lord Zhenjin!! You killed our Lord Zhenjin!" Many people roared.

There were also people who held their heads in their hands, sluggish like a stone statue, and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief: "Master Zhen Jin died? Did he actually die in the hands of his own people?"

"No!" Bai Ya shouted, he reacted, and ran to Zidi, "Lord Zidi, potion, hurry up, let's save the adults!"

This sentence was like a flash of lightning, stunned Zi Di, and silent tears flowed down quickly.

"Go away!" Seeing Bai Ya rushing towards him, looking like a madman, Heijuan grabbed Zidi's arm with one hand and raised his foot to kick Bai Ya to the ground.

"Black Scroll, what are you doing?!" Cang Xu asked sharply.

"Quick, let go of my president!" The fat tongue approached.

"Boy, you'd better let go of Lord Zhenjin's fiancee. There is no room for you to be wild here!" Sandao held a dagger, his eyes full of warnings.

"Hehe, hehe, hehehehe..." Heiju laughed strangely, and glanced at everyone with mocking and contemptuous eyes, without any fear.

"You ignorant people, ignorant people!" Heiju raised his head high and shouted loudly, "I am the needle gold! I am the real needle gold!"

Everyone was shocked, and immediately shouted angrily.

"What did you say?"

"are you crazy?!"

"Could it be that you can't stand the pressure and collapse?"

However, Jisha's voice came again at this time: "He is indeed the real Zhenjin, the Templar, the only heir of the Hundred Needles Family, and the one you all want to follow."

"Did you hear that, idiots!" Kurotake stared.

The crowd fell silent for a while, then uproared again.

"Both of them are crazy!"

"Jiasha is also crazy, no wonder she does this!"

"It's probably not the priest's fault, but Tarling's trouble."

"No, maybe that artifact - the mermaid fairy tale is at work and we've all been deceived! It's all fake."

Cang Xu fell into silence, he looked at Zidi, Heijuan, and at Zhenjin's corpse, his face showed a thoughtful look.

"Who told you that this criminal who was hacked to death by me is the real needle gold?" Jisha said in a mocking tone, "Or do you think that I would be stupid enough to openly murder a man as a priest of the Holy Spirit sect. A Templar? If I do, what's the use of taking more credit?"

"Also, don't you think that Zhen Jin's actions just now are very impulsive and strange?"

"Why did he rush to the fourth floor? Just because of what I just said made him realize that his identity has been exposed."

The uproar of the crowd subsided.

"But he is a knight of God's favor, and his prayers can almost be answered by the emperor!" Someone retorted.

"Is he a knight of the gods? Have you ever seen what a real knight of the gods look like?" Jiasha was furious, "Take a good look at the armor on his body, the sword in his hand! Does it look like a spear scorpion? Shell, does it look like the legs of a blade spider!!"

Everyone's eyes focused on the past, and everyone's face changed.

Jisha's voice slowed down and softened again: "I know your thoughts, and I understand you very well. In fact, don't any of you find the appearance of fake needle gold suspicious? I don't think of the shell of the gun scorpion, the spider. Does the blade touch the foot?"

"It's just that you want to escape, you want to leave here alive, you want to follow Zhen Jin, and you want a bright future. So, you deliberately rejected these suspicious places."

"This fake needle gold is indeed very tricky. He seduces the greed and selfish desires in your hearts, and asks you to help him to deceive yourself."

Jiasha paused for a while, and then solemnly announced: "You were all deceived by him!"

Everyone was in shock. Bai Ya was just kicked to the ground by Heijuan, and now sits on the ground, shaking his head: "No, this is not true, this is not true."

Black scroll sneered, and he glanced at the people around him: "Look at your expressions now, it's really wonderful!"

"If you don't believe me or the priest of the Holy Spirit Sect, then I still have a witness here."

"Zidi, my fiancée, tell them the truth!" Heijuan stared at Zidi with sharp eyes.

But Zidi had already cried into tears, and let her arm be firmly controlled by Heijuan. She stared at the boy's corpse, motionless, with a very confused expression, as if she hadn't heard Heijuan's words at all.

Heijuan snorted coldly and was very dissatisfied with Zidi. He glanced around: "Are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid? She has acquiesced."

Indeed, the strange state of Zidi is enough to verify the words of Heijuan and Jisha.

The whole place was dead silent.

Only the sound of the beast fighting downstairs kept coming.

At this moment, Heizan was greatly satisfied, he took a deep breath, the air had never changed, but he felt an unprecedented ease.

Standing in the silent crowd, Heijuan proudly announced again: "Now you should understand, I am the real needle gold."

"I am the needle gold!"

I am needle gold...

The childhood needle Jin stood in a pool of blood, surrounded by the corpses of his siblings.

The murderer is now squatting in front of Zhen Jin, with a charming smile on his handsome face.

The murderer stretched out a slender white hand, stroked Zhenjin's hair gently, and comforted gently, "What's your name, little boy."

Childhood needle gold pupils have already shrunk to the size of the tip of a needle, and his whole body is as stiff as death, and his whole body and mind are filled with fear.

"If you don't answer your sister obediently, you will die." The murderer said with a smile.

Childhood Zhenjin trembled violently and opened his mouth to speak, but his teeth were shaking violently and he couldn't say anything.

He was extremely frightened, extremely anxious, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept rolling down his cheeks.

"Hehehe, good boy, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." The murderer patted Zhujin's little head again, then got close to Zhujin's ear, and whispered, "I know even if you don't tell me, you are called Zhujinduan. wrong?"

The murderer laughed: "Don't worry, my sister just made a little joke with you. If my sister doesn't kill you, you will survive. Who made the emperor choose to forgive your Hundred Needles Family?"

"According to my sister's wishes, you rotten southern nobles who keep betraying and surrendering constantly should completely exterminate their clan. Tsk tsk...that's a pity."

"However, although the Baizhu family has survived, it is almost the same as exterminating the family. The emperor only allows the Baizhu family to have one heir. Do you know why my sister chose you?"

"Because you are so timid, look at these brothers and sisters around you, they are brave, they are full of hatred, they want to reinvigorate the family... So, they died."

"You have to thank you for your cowardice and cowardice. This is your temperament, you have to keep it well, little friend."

"Did you hear that?"

Childhood Needle Jin trembled again, and began to nod frantically.

"It's so good!" The murderer smiled and stroked Zhen Jin's little head, then stood up.

Glancing at the corpses everywhere, her face showed the joy and satisfaction after the killing.Sweeping the crazy nodding of childhood needle gold again, she couldn't help but reveal a trace of regret.

She turned and left here, and the childhood needle gold left in place, shaped like a puppet, was still nodding frantically.

……

In the bright and magnificent white hall, the sun shines in through the towering colorful glass windows.

A group of teenagers gathered together, and Zhen Jin was among them.

Zhen Jin and other teenagers swore together—

I swear to love and respect the living gods, the lord of the great empire, the Great Emperor Shengming!
I swear to follow in the footsteps of the superior and move forward bravely!

I swear to protect my relatives, not afraid of hardships and dangers!

I swear to be honest with my friends and reject hypocrisy!
I swear that I will never give up on what I love until I die!

I swear to be brave against rape and be kind to the weak!
I swear to be fair and fight all wrongs!
Starting today, I am a Templar!
"It's great!" After taking the oath, the young needle Jin was full of excitement, "I become a Templar, our family will have a backer, and I will be safe in the future!"

……

Overcast sky, drizzling rain.

In an empty training ground.

A group of teenagers formed a circle, and Zhen Jin fell to the ground at the moment, surrounded by the teenagers in the center.

The teenagers looked down at Zhen Jin, constantly making laughter and ridicule, and their faces were full of disdain.

The leading boy was a burly man with cyan hair that stood upright on his scalp like a steel needle of several inches.

The young-haired boy folded his arms and stepped on Zhenjin's shoulders: "Zhijin! Remember to me, your Baizhu family is just a viscount, defeated! A guy like you wants to be on an equal footing with us? "

The young-haired boy suddenly raised his foot, stepped on Zhenjin's head, and grinned: "I'll teach you a lesson today! From now on, no matter where you see us in the castle, you will give us a lesson. I bow my head obediently, make way for me obediently, and step aside!"

"The lower-class nobles must have the appearance of the lower-class nobles. Let me see you look at me, Qingkui, and I will beat you to a cripple."

"have you understood?"

Qing Kui let out a low roar, and with his feet, he directly crushed Zhen Jin's head into the mud.

"Ming...Understood. Cough, cough!" Zhen Jin made a difficult voice, his heart was full of fear.

"Hahaha." Qing Kui raised his head and laughed smugly, let go of his feet, and walked away.

Before leaving, he left a sentence: "Of course, Zhen Jin, if you are not convinced, you can challenge me at any time. My Qingkui is waiting for you anytime, anywhere!"

"Cough cough cough." Zhen Jin struggled and sat up.

He wanted to say something that he would never challenge, but just opened his mouth to speak, and the muddy water could not help but flow back into his throat, causing another cough.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the teenagers lost interest.

"Bah, what is it!"

"Just because he wants to challenge Young Master Qingkui? Why?"

"With his embroidery needle, hahaha."

It was raining heavily, and the teenagers surrounded Qingkui, burst into laughter, and all entered the castle.

Zhen Jin sat in the mud, letting the rain hit him.

He shivered and felt extremely wronged in his heart: "I was wronged, I just want to befriend you, Qing Kui, I have no intention of challenging you at all!"

……

Autumn evening.

Pin Jin was in a study.

The study room was dark, and a narrow window opened on the stone wall on one side, which was the only light source at the moment.

I saw Zhen Jin's father sitting behind the desk, the patriarch of Baizhu.

He was a middle-aged man, with a thin build, pale complexion, and two straight, slender beards.He frowned slightly, showing a stern temperament: "Zhijin, my son, don't lower your head."

Zhen Jin raised his head and looked at his father, and then turned his eyes away in fear.

"Why? It's been half a month, my son, you still haven't made any progress in the breathing technique, staying at the original level." The middle-aged man's voice continued.

Zhen Jin's heart trembled and he didn't dare to make a sound.

The middle-aged man said clearly: "I understand your feelings very well. You have never been interested in qi-harvesting techniques. You think the family's fighting skills are weak, don't you?"

"You think the blood of our Baizhu family can't bring you outstanding physical fitness, strength or speed, and now it's just a low-level noble of the empire, right?"

Needle Jin was silent.

The middle-aged aristocrat sighed deeply, stood up, walked around the desk, and walked to Zhen Jin's side: "Come, follow me."

The two walked out of the study, walked through the dark corridor, passed the mottled stone wall, and came to the garden in the castle.

"Fighting Skill - Hundred Needles Wind!"

The middle-aged man suddenly drew his saber.

This saber is not an edged slashing sword, but a slender stabbing sword.

The stabbing sword kept attacking in the hands of the middle-aged man, and because the speed was too fast, it directly formed a sword shadow.Especially the tip of the stabbing sword is shrouded in vindictiveness, and for a while, Venus overflows, dazzling!

The tree-winged butterflies were swept away by the gust of wind and hit by Venus again, falling to the ground one by one.

After a few breaths, the ground was covered with a layer of "phoenix tree leaves", and none of the hundreds of tree-winged butterflies managed to escape!

"Okay, that's amazing!" Zhen Jin was dumbfounded.

"Cough cough cough." The middle-aged man put away his saber, coughed repeatedly, and his face became pale, "Do you still think our Baizhu family is weak?"

Pinjin shook his head vigorously.

"Every noble family has its own background, not to mention our Baizhen family was once a big noble in the south! Baizhen style is our clan's signature fighting skill, and it is also one of our clan's heritage. But few outsiders know this secret ."

"Running a family requires strategy. Sometimes, we need to be high-profile and show our teeth and claws like beasts. But sometimes, we need to be low-key and dormant. Just like now, our Hundred Needles Family needs to show weakness and reduce our sense of existence. "

After a pause, the middle-aged aristocrat continued: "Do you know what is the basis for motivating Baizhenfeng?"

Without waiting for Zhu Jin to answer, the middle-aged noble immediately said, "It's a Qi-harvesting technique."

"Huh?" Needle Jin was surprised.

"Only by forbearance and accumulation of strength can we have an amazing explosion. The Qi Condensing Technique can make us restrain our own aura, making it difficult for outsiders to detect, or underestimate our Dou Qi cultivation base. At the same time, the Qi Containment Technique also has the effect of accumulating strength. Only Qi-gaining technique, the fighting skill, can be practiced to a high level, such as Baizhenfeng. It can be said that Qi-gaining technique is the cornerstone of our clan's fighting skills. Needle Jin, you are the heir of my Baizhen family. Be sure to Practice well."

"I understand, I must work hard, my father!" Zhen Jin's eyes lit up and he was very excited.

He found a reason.

"Yes, I'm just holding back. I'm not cowardly, and I've never been timid."

"I am accumulating strength, and I am enduring humiliation for the family!"

……

In an old tavern, the lights are dim and the voices are noisy.

"We are victorious!"

"Drink this cup full!"

It was a celebration feast for the newly created Fifth Order of the Knights Templar.

The knights had brand new scars on their armor, capes, or bodies, but everyone was excited.

Needle gold is also in it.

"Captain. Tell us about it. I know that your old man has participated in many battles, such as conquering Iron Banner Fort, besieging Blood Knights, and guarding Griffin Cliff. What do you always think is the most difficult battle?" Someone asked. .

The remaining one eye of the old head, under the reflection of the firelight, showed a nostalgic color.

He opened his mouth and said, "The most difficult battle has to be the one six years ago, in the Jackal Valley."

"I know, it's the annihilation of the Hanshan Knights!" Someone said excitedly.

There are many people looking at the needle gold with sharp eyes.

The old head nodded and continued: "Yes, it's in the Jackal Valley. Almost all the nobles in the south are treacherous villains, despicable and capricious!"

"Our five Templar regiments have been marching for five days. After entering the Jackal Valley, they were betrayed by our friendly forces. Thousands of Frost Fir Knights began besieging us."

"Our fifth regiment had just withdrawn from the front line. After being attacked by the first wave, we were caught off guard and lost 1000% of our troops on the spot. There were only more than [-] people left, and almost everyone was injured."

"we lose!"

"The entire five regiments are dead, and only me is left."

"It was the Emperor himself who saved my dog's life. He asked me what reward I needed."

"I told the Great Emperor his old man and asked him to give me the number of the Fifth Order of the Knights, and I would build another Fifth Order of the Templars!"

"That's why you guys are here, you know that?"

"Otherwise, why would the dignified Knights Templar recruit new ones so easily?"

"You little guys, all of you have had shit luck. But you're still too young, what's the point of that battle just now?"

He said it briefly and crudely, but the young Templars in the tavern were excited.

They chatted excitedly.

"I know, in the battle in Jackal Valley, our five regiments only relied on thousands of people, and wiped out more than 5000 people from the Firwood Knights, and wiped out three of their establishments!"

"The Knights of Hanshan had just cleaned up the battlefield when they were attacked by the three Knights Templar regiments from lightning strikes, and they were all wiped out in the Jackal Valley."

"Hanshan Knights is the first trump card of the Southern Aristocratic Alliance. This battle has interrupted the backbone of the Southern Aristocratic Alliance!"

"Yes, this is us Templars!"

"We are unmatched and unstoppable!"

"Even if we are in a desperate situation, we will die with our heads held high!"

"That's right, charge, charge, charge to the death!"

The atmosphere in the tavern became warm again, and the young Templars were all blushing because of the drinks or excitement.

Only Zhen Jin sat in the corner, and he fell silent, no longer in a trance.The glory of victory seemed to be completely separated from him, and no one even wanted to sit with him.

……

The outside of the arena was full of people.

The duel in the arena also came to an end.

The Templar Qing Kui was forced into a corner, and his opponent was the Patriarch Baizhen.

In the middle of the crowd, Zhen Jin shouted in his heart: "That's it, father, kill this damn guy! In the Knights Templar, he has been looking for me. Since I entered the fifth regiment, he has never Stop bullying me!"

And beside Zhen Jin, there are also many colleagues of the Templar Knights, all of them are familiar faces.

"Qing Kui, admit defeat if you can't do it!"

"The opponent is too strong, you are too young, it is not shameful to lose."

"Think that you still have a younger sister, Qing Kui, don't be stubborn."

The young Templars were shouting.

Qing Kui's younger sister was also outside the venue. At this moment, her face was pale, without a trace of blood, and her delicate body was trembling, like a poor little flower in a storm.

Zhen Jin sneered to himself: "Qing Kui's younger sister? Very good! Qing Kui is dead, it's not over! Once you give me a chance, as his sister, just atone for your brother."

Then, one last matchup.

Patriarch Baizhen broke his sword holding hand, while Qingkui collapsed to the ground.

"Father, father!" Zhen Jin exclaimed, his voice trembling violently.

"Impossible, it's impossible! Just Qingkui, how could he hurt his father!" Zhen Jin couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

"Kill him, kill him, father!" Zhen Jin wanted to shout loudly, but he never had the courage to shout.

The old head entered the field at this time and announced the end of the duel.

"No, how could this be!?" The people around cheered, but the needle gold was like falling into an ice cave.

"Father!" He flew over and supported Baizhen Patriarch.

The middle-aged man looked around and took in the surrounding scenes in his eyes, but his expression had returned to calm: "My son, look up at me. Tell me what my family's family motto is."

"Don't overestimate people, and don't underestimate people." Zhen Jin reluctantly raised his head, his voice was choked, and his heart was shaking.

……

There were only two people in the range.

"Father, I follow your call." Zhen Jin said.

Baizhen Patriarch nodded slightly: "It's been a few days since you came back from the imperial capital. I will test you to see if your training in the imperial capital has been lax. This time, let's compare archery. If you can win me, I will give you that swift bee."

Zhen Jin's heart trembled, and he said sadly and hesitantly, "But Father, your arm..."

The Patriarch of Hundred Needles didn't care: "It's okay, you shoot first."

Zhen Jin picked up the longbow and shot the arrow. He was depressed and did not hit the bullseye.

It was Patriarch Hundred Needles' turn.

"Okay, my son." Baizhen Patriarch used his index and middle fingers to pick out one of the long white crystal needles and flicked it.

call out!
A sharp screeching sound pierced through the air suddenly sounded beside Zhenjin's ears.

At the same time, he saw a long golden needle streak across the air, leaving a bright light behind.

The light stretched straight and hit the target, and then there was a loud bang, and the entire target was completely blown to smithereens!

"This is?!" Zhen Jin opened his mouth slightly, his face full of shock.

"This is a secret technique handed down by our Hundred Needles family for generations - the roar of sharp needles. Do you want to learn it?"

"According to your current total amount of vindictiveness, if you instill all of it, you should be able to barely give out one shot." The Patriarch of Hundred Needles immediately reckoned.

Zhen Jin smiled bitterly: "Father, in this way, wouldn't it be a little dangerous for me to use this secret skill?"

The smile on Baizhen Patriarch's face gradually subsided, and his expression turned serious.

He stared at Zhen Jin and said with deep meaning: "My son, reality is always cruel. Whether it's fighting or other aspects, you are always at risk."

"A lot of times, you'll find that it's just the smartest thing to do to get a shot at full strength."

"To temporarily consume all the fighting qi in the body, this kind of empty and painful taste is very uncomfortable. But sometimes, we have to do it."

"Don't be afraid of risk, and don't be afraid of sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice?" The word alone made Zhen Jin's heart tremble.

……

A clearly well-furnished room, luxurious and extravagant.Paintings by famous artists hang on the walls, and the air is filled with the scent of expensive perfumes. The pink-gold curtains are drawn up, and most of the sunlight during the day is blocked by the curtains, making the whole room appear dim and ambiguous.

The dancer Jisi was wearing exotic clothes from the northwest of the empire, with a purple veil, which made her stunning face even more mysterious and tempting.She is slender and enchanting, with a bulging front and back.Mainly red, the dance clothes mixed with gold threads are very short and close to the body, revealing her slender arms and snow-white navel.

When the dance music ended, the three teenagers in the room were stunned.

After reacting, they all applauded.

Zhen Jin's main attention is focused on one of the teenagers, whose identity is very unusual.

Zhen Jinqiang held back his reluctance and asked with a smile: "An Ge, didn't you ask me to see Ji Si's dancing? What do you think? I can make the decision now and take this Miss Ji Si. For you. Tonight, you can use her to warm the bed. Hahaha.”

however……

"Awesome, the temptation of beauty is really powerful."

"This beauty is of no value to me. I won't want it."

"My family's family motto is this sentence - hell is at our feet, and depravity is at hand. The family motto reminds us to be vigilant, desire is an abyss, if we are not careful, we will turn into demons and no longer be human. ."

"Zhenjin, you and I are colleagues. This time, if you helped me, then I would like to persuade me. My own practice is the key point. Blindly drilling into the network will only be a blade fluttering in the wind."

After saying this, An Ge ignored Zhen Jin's ugly face, got up and left.

"Damn, hateful!" When no outsiders were present, Zhen Jin was so angry that he smashed the cups in the room, "Look down on me, look down on me!!"

……

"What?! Father, do you want me to compete for the position of Baisha City Lord?"

"This, this doesn't work."

"I'm just a black iron cultivation base, the master of a dignified city, I should need at least a silver level cultivation base!"

Needle Jin kept shaking his head.

Baizhen Patriarch snorted coldly: "Who told you not to practice hard on weekdays? Look at the colleagues around you, which of Qingkui and Ange are not at the silver level?"

Zhen Jin lowered his head and muttered: "They all have deep backgrounds, and they have too many cultivation resources, how can I compare?"

Baizhu Patriarch snorted again: "Although our Baizhu family is lonely, there are many people who should support you."

"This time, it is an opportunity for the revitalization of our family. You must seize it!"

"Because, you are the only heir of the Baizhu family."

"I will send elite forces, and let Jiwa lead the team to help you compete for the position of city lord."

Zhen Jin suddenly showed joy: "Ah, Uncle Armwa?"

"Besides that, I have also won a foreign aid for you. Congratulations, my son, not long ago, I picked an excellent fiancée for you. Her name is Zidi, and she is the current president of the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce. ."

"This?!" There was no joy in the needle gold. "My father, she has no noble blood at all. Let me marry her? If it was the former Wisteria Chamber of Commerce, there is still discussion. But now this Wisteria Chamber of Commerce..."

"Okay, I'm calling you here to tell you to prepare, not to listen to your complaints. Go on." Baizhu Patriarch waved his hand.

Zhen Jin opened his mouth with reluctance on his face, but in the end, because of his father's authority, he could only retreat with anger.

……

"Are you Zi Di?" Zhen Jin raised her head slightly and looked at the purple-eyed girl in front of her.Although his face was expressionless, his heart made waves for Zi Di's face.

"What a beauty!"

"Although marrying her, it is really humiliating, and it will even become a laughing stock in the circle."

"But this appearance alone seems to be worthwhile."

"Lord Zhenjin." Zidi looked anxious, "I'm sorry for coming here in a hurry, but the situation is really urgent. The troops sent by your family have been wiped out."

"I know." Zhen Jin nodded, showing a look of anger, "If Uncle Armwa led the team in person, this would never have happened."

Zidi continued: "I am very worried now that other competitors will arrive at Baisha City ahead of time and establish an early advantage. Therefore, I suggest that we make the illusion of staying where we are, but actually disguise our identity, set off secretly, and ride a pig. The kiss goes to sea."

Zhenjin's pupils shrank slightly, and he wanted to retreat, but he didn't want to appear cowardly in front of the beauty in front of him, so he snorted coldly: "This is a good idea, but it's also very risky. I only have a black iron cultivation base, if it's too reckless If I act in such a way that I am framed, then all plans are empty talk."

Zidi smiled: "Please rest assured, adults. I have the means to ensure the safety of adults. First, we will hire a powerful mercenary group to protect our safety. Second, we move quietly and may not be discovered. Again, Pig Kiss There is also the assessment officer of the Baisha City Lord this time, the priest of the Shengming Sect, Master Jisha. Finally, I strongly recommend that the adults disguise their identity and pretend to be an ordinary mercenary, and use doubles in public as bait. "

Zhen Jin was attracted by Zidi's smile and felt a burst of dazzling, he forced his brows to frown: "Is this... can it be done?"

"It can be done, my lord. The potion we used this time is a transformation potion refined by Duke Amy. After people drink it, they will change their skin color, hair color, or make their nose bridge a little taller. , the eyes become bigger, etc. The most important thing is that it has obvious effect, very safe and hidden. If it is a common spell or magic item disguise, it must continue to consume mana, and there will be mana fluctuations. "Zidi softly persuaded on.

"This... seems like a good idea." Zhen Jin hesitated, "What about my stand-in?"

"Trust me, Lord Zhenjin, you will see him soon and will be very satisfied!"

(End of this chapter)