I Just Want to Play the Game Quietly

When everyone in the Zhangjia family saw that the Emperor did not even have a sword, he walked that way, and resolved the ghostly attack of the Draught Goddess in an invisible form, and his heart was unusually excited.

It is just that some people disagree with the Emperor's approach, and feel that the Emperor should not be the wife of the woman, and directly killed the Drought Goddess. Why give her a chance? This is equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain.

There is some doubt in the heart of Drought God. If you say that the person in front of you is really strong, why bother talking to her and kill her directly with a sword, why give her a chance?

Watching Zhou Wen step by step, the drought-struck woman was still hesitant. Fortunately, she also had an invincible existence. In that era, human beings were not as good as ants in front of her. At a glance, tens of thousands of humans were roasted into coke by the sky fire that came with her, and that was just her unconscious behavior.

In this age, she has to let her bow her head to a human and concede, and she has to go back to the wall and think about it, and she can't swallow it anyway.

The drought goddess even thought that, even if the emperor really had the ability to kill her, the big deal would be to fight desperately. Wanting her to bow to a human was a dream.

Of course, Zhou Wen didn't really want to kill the drought goddess. Even if he really wanted to kill, he didn't have that ability.

The ability to listen, bluffing the dry girl is okay, he really wants to fight, he is by no means an opponent of the dry girl.

Seeing that the magic grave was getting closer and closer, but there were only a few steps left, the drought goddess did not mean to return to the magic grave.

Three steps ... two steps ... one step ...

Zhou Wen was already standing in front of the magic tomb, but the drought goddess still did not want to go back and was still attacking, apparently he had made up his mind to work hard.

When the Zhang family saw this situation, they felt that the Emperor could only fight the Drought Goddess, and there was even some expectation in the heart whether the Emperor could kill the Drought Goddess.

Zhou Wen's hand once again held the hilt of the Sword of Immortal Sword, but instead of pulling it out directly, he sighed first and said sadly: "I have the sole honour in the heavens and the earth. May I worship you? "

Everyone in the Zhang family heard Zhou Wen suddenly said such a sentence, all of them were slightly surprised. Although the emperor is powerful and is recognized as the first master of humanity, if he says that there is only one person in the world who worships him, then he must worship him. Too much, too arrogant.

Moreover, anyone can see that the drought goddess is about to fight to death, how could he worship him.

But the drought goddess heard this sentence, but she trembled and looked at Zhou Wen with unbelievably wide eyes.

She was so familiar with this sentence that the former Emperor stood in front of her and said such a sentence.

Although she couldn't see Zhou Wen's face, Zhou Wen's tone and expression were very similar to that of the empress at the time, and only she and the emperor were present at this time, and no one should know about it.

For a time, the spirit of the drought goddess was a little bit haggard, as if she saw the original emperor again.

"Why are you still standing there? Waiting for me to send you a chance?" Zhou Wen just overheard her voice, knowing the picture she had with the emperor before, she would say so.

This sentence makes the drought-struck girl as if struck by lightning, looking at Zhou Wen with a complex look like a ghost.

Something unexpected happened. The drought goddess, who was already preparing to fight desperately, did not really worship, but she paid a respectful gift to the emperor, then turned and disappeared into the magic tomb.

The soaring ground fire also quickly converged with the disappearance of the drought goddess. For a moment, the flames of the sky returned to the magic grave, and only one voice echoed in the air: "I wait for the day you die."

Zhang Siyou and others were very shocked. The words of the drought goddess were tantamount to acknowledging what the emperor had said before. As long as the emperor did not die, she would not be born one day.

With the return of the Drought Goddess to the Magic Grave, the signs of demonization on the Zhang family also improved, but they were not able to fully recover, especially those that were severely demonized like Zhang Chunqiu. There were basically no major changes, and they still had gray hair. , Eyes and nails are white like jade.

It's just that his face looks a lot better, not as pale as before, but pale.

"His gratitude, the Zhang family has nothing to report. If there is a place for the Zhang family in the future, all it takes is one word. As long as it does not violate human morality, Zhang Siyou will come." Zhang Siyou finally said only his own The name, but did not say Zhang family.

This statement sounds like avoiding the most important things, but on the other hand, it is also a serious commitment.

"I hope that the Zhang family will, as you said, only the Zhang family who are standing alive." After Zhou Wen finished speaking, he also looked at Uncle Zhang's uncle, then turned away and disappeared into a stream of light.

Uncle Zhangjia's old face was all red. He was undoubtedly the representative of Zhangjia who wanted to kneel alive.

Zhang Yuzhi supported Zhang Chunqiu, and looked at the direction in which Zhou Wen disappeared, seemingly thoughtful.

"The Emperor is really beyond my ability. I used to think that the Emperor was just one step ahead of me. Sooner or later, I could be able to walk with him. Today, this is more than just a step." Zhang Chunqiu sighed and then laughed again: "Fortunately, otherwise, our Zhang family is over. The emperor does have some meaning, I do n’t know if his true identity is pure human. If it is pure human, this The name of the emperor is truly worthy of it. "

"Should ... yes ..." Zhang Yuzhi's eyes were complicated and absent-minded.

On the way back, Zhang Yuzhi suddenly seemed to think of something. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

Zhou Wenzheng was riding on the earth walking beast ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Just at a place where there was a signal, when he heard the sound of the message, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

It was found that Zhang Yuzhi had sent it over. He opened it and almost fell off the back of the Earthen Beast.

"Mr. Emperor ... come and help me plant flowers next time ... listen to songs ..."

"Supposed to be guessing?" Zhou Wen was hesitated, wondering how Zhang Yuzhi saw that he was the Emperor, and quickly returned a message: "Send the wrong person, do you know the Emperor?"

After Zhou Wen sent the message, he was agitated waiting for Zhang Yuzhi's reply, but after waiting for a while, his message turned out to be like Shi Shenhai, and there was no response at all.

Zhang Yuzhi looked at the message from Zhou Wen on the mobile phone, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, closed the dialog box, held the phone with his hand on his chest, closed his eyes, and murmured with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "I am with you, I No more fear of darkness. "

Zhang Yuzhi's mind kept echoing the phrase, "It's not you who should die, but those who make you cry."

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