Failed to escape the tribulation and returned to Earth to attend college

Zhao Liaoxin, who was waiting quietly, trembled, knelt down in panic, and cried, "Ancestor, I only want to serve you! Did I do something wrong? You must not drive me away. !”

"Wrong? Haha."

Zhao Sangui chuckled lightly, "Hurry up and give your new master a reincarnation pill. If he dies, it will be regarded as your poor service."

Zhao Liaoxin looked sad and asked tremblingly, "Ancestor, that is an earth-level elixir. Where did you get it from?"

"You are so young, are you confused? Didn't the Zhao family just give you two pills?"

Zhao Sangui's expression was nonchalant, but Zhao Liao's heart felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and fine cold sweat broke out on his back.

It turned out that... under the scope of the Turtle Breath Realm, even such small actions could not be hidden from the old man...

"Old Ancestor, my intention is to accept it and present it to you after they leave. I have no other unreasonable thoughts. You are very aware..."

Zhao Liaoxin fell to the ground, wanting to stab Zhao Mingyi to death.

"Little Taoist boy, listen to my advice. If you are wise, give Zhao Mingyi the reincarnation pill as soon as possible. Then, without saying a word, take him and retreat honestly. Otherwise, be careful and the gods will not be able to save him."

Di Hongrui suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Zhao Liao's heart jolted and he woke up.

Yes, where did he get the courage? After being exposed, he still tried to lie to deceive the ancestor... He was simply asking for death!

Zhao Liexin quietly raised his head and saw that the smile on the ancestor's face had disappeared and was replaced by calmness. He quickly kowtowed and thanked him, "Many, thank you, Lord Huaxia King, for informing me. Thank you, ancestor, for being open-minded. I will be more understanding in the future." Reflect deeply and strive to return to our ancestors as soon as possible!"

As he spoke, he took out the porcelain bottle given by Zhao Mingyi, took out a reincarnation pill, and tremblingly gave it to the person who was like mud on the ground and drank it.

"Ancestor, I have disappointed you. I will take Mr. Zhao to the side hall, bathe in your grace every day, and reflect on yourself!"

He supported Zhao Mingyi and was about to leave.

After the latter took the medicine, his physical injuries recovered rapidly, and his consciousness gradually returned to the sea of ​​consciousness. When he learned that he would be placed under house arrest in Zijin City and could not return to the Zhao family, the old man immediately became anxious!

He broke away from Zhao Liexin's support and begged eagerly, "Ancestor, please think twice! This is the critical moment of the Zhao family's survival. God has given that a man can't support himself alone. He needs the younger generation to help him make suggestions. The Zhao family cannot do without him. Junior!"

All his power is in the Zhao family, where he enjoys emperor-level treatment and doesn't even have to walk the road by himself.

Let him come to the Purple Gold City, stare at a little Taoist boy every day, and live like an ascetic?

It's better to just kill him!

There was no trace of smile on Zhao Sangui's face anymore, instead it was so cold that people were frightened. His old and refined eyes stared at Zhao Mingyi, and he slowly said, "Is it that I have been living in seclusion for too long, so that you guys The junior has hallucinations and thinks he can negotiate terms with me?"

Hearing this, Zhao Mingyi was shocked!

He seemed to have forgotten that his ancestor's frightening reputation was built up of thousands of bones!

As the only killing god among the Four Patriarchs, in the war a hundred years ago, Zhao Sangui led hundreds of tribesmen to guard the southwest gate of the country, blocking the advance of an army of 30,000 people!

Even after they had no choice but to retreat, they took the initiative to pursue them for 800 miles and wiped out all the deserters!

One man can guard the gate, but ten thousand men can't open it. From then on, China's reputation as the "ghost of the battlefield" shocked the world!

Just like his name, Zhao Sangui has become a life-threatening ghost in the eyes of hostile forces. He is invincible wherever he goes. Those who fail to surrender in time become lonely ghosts floating on this battlefield!

Zhao Mingyi looked at those eyes with murderous intent and was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder broke!

"Old, ancestor, I understand my guilt clearly! I am willing..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a warmth on his face...

Dripping blood spurted out from the center of his forehead. Over there, a hole the size of a mahjong tile was carved into it at some point. Through this small hole, Zhao Tianci saw the blue sky in the distance.

"thump!"

With a muffled sound, Zhao Mingyi, the sixth generation head of the Zhao family, had his skull smashed and fell to the ground and died!

A lifetime of fame, and finally it fades into dust.

"what--!!"

"Ancestor, please forgive me! This junior is innocent. I have never participated in any of the dirty things Zhao Mingyi did. Ancestor, you are aware of this!"

Zhao Tianci was so frightened that he only felt warmth under his crotch.

"innocent?"

"Pull everyone out of the Zhao family. I'll kill you all with one spiritual energy bomb. It's hard to find an innocent corpse."

Zhao Sangui curled his lips again.

Zhao Tianci's mentality collapsed. He wanted to kowtow and beg his ancestor to stop laughing. The child was scared!

But he couldn't say a word, he only felt the fear of death hanging over his head.

"But if I only kill you, it won't be fair to the other Zhao family members, because you all deserve to die. I can't do such a thing to wipe out the Zhao family with my own hands. You are my blood after all."

Zhao Sangui sighed, "So now I have someone to punish you on my behalf. I think it's good. You should bear the consequences of the evil you have done. So no matter what the outcome of the Zhao family is, I will not take action this time."

"Even if the Zhao family is expelled from now on, you still deserve it. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand! My ancestor is wise, there are indeed a few people in the family who are not good, including the younger generation!"

Zhao Tianci nodded like garlic.

"Take your father's body and go back and show it to them. As for your conscience, you go to the side hall alone and face the wall for three years and then come back. Let's go!"

Zhao Sangui waved his hand.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness came over me.

He is old, maybe he is really about to die. These juniors do evil things, and he can control them for a while, but not for the rest of his life. He can only let future generations comment on his life and death.

According to his previous temperament, he should return to the Zhao family, eliminate the criminals, kill those who deserve to be killed, punish those who deserve punishment, and rectify the family tradition. But today, facing Zhao Tianci, he can't even kill him... He is getting old. Even my heart softened.

Zhao Tianci carried Zhao Mingyi's body and fled with Zhao Loxin.

Looking at their backs, Zhao Sangui sighed softly.

Sighing showed helplessness. This emotion should not appear on the omnipotent ancestor of the Zhao family.

"Three Ghosts, we have done enough. Now it is the world of young people. As for whether they make the world better or worse, we have no control over it."

Liu Yuan comforted him.

"But no, we were supposed to be old friends a hundred years ago. It might have been the best ending to die when the world was settled. That was when the hero's reputation was at its peak. It's been going downhill every day since then!"

Qin Guanying smiled.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you two die, I haven't lived enough in the past three hundred years!"

When Zhao Sangui heard this, he glared and angrily said, "If I still have a hundred years to live, these little bastards will have to learn the fame of his ancestors! But... alas!"

He still likes the world where fists spoke. It seems that the battlefield is Zhao Sangui's true destination. Now, in this era full of interests and intrigues, he thinks it is too feminine.