A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

"You dare not listen to me? I will crush you like an ant!"

"People here keep saying things like benevolence, righteousness, filial piety, and respecting the elders. I'm not from here, so you have no right to tell me what to do. Besides, I'm much older than you, and you guys respect your elders like this? I think you're just showing off." Si Zhe stretched his neck and went forward to give him a pinch. "Pinch, pinch, pinch me to death here, and then I can go back to Jinting and won't have to suffer anymore! Don't think I miss this place."

Everyone in the hall was so shocked that they were speechless. Even the emperor stood there with his eyes wide open.

Sikong Yan was shocked: So my brother is not from here, no wonder he is different. He, if he leaves, what should I do? He couldn't help but doubt in his heart, is there really a place called Jinting? Why didn't he mention it to me before? Or did he make it up? No! He must have done it to save my life. Alas, it's all my fault that I'm too weak. I can't even protect him, and I have to make him worry about me!

Shui Qinglian looked at Si Zhe in doubt. He didn't believe that place existed? But, if there was no such place, how could a child over six years old make up a corresponding poem? Unless he was a genius.

Emperor Yuxuan didn't care about anything else. He was most concerned about the Golden Court. The man in front of him looked only six years old, but he was much older than himself. He wanted to get the secret of immortality very much. If he really killed him, he would help him return to the Golden Court. His hard-earned pursuit would be in vain, and his wish to control the world forever would be shattered.

But I questioned him in disbelief: "Since you are older, then tell me, how old are you now?" How dare you lie to me, little bastard! If you dare to lie to me, I will immediately cut you open!"

Si Zhe curled his lips and said, "I am already 600 years old, and you are at most or years old now. Look at the beard growing on your face like weeds. I am older than you by the looks of it! Now when we compare the two of us, you look like a man who is about to die. And I am still like a child!"

Sikong Yan and Shui Qinglian were horrified. No one had ever dared to say that he was old and ugly in front of Emperor Yuxuan. This little brat was so bold. Emperor Yuxuan's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound. With a single move, he could crush a person to pieces, leaving nothing behind.

His face turned from red to gray, and then from gray to black. Sikong Yan stretched out his hand and slowly combed his fingers. This was his secret signal to Wuying. Although Wuying's martial arts were not as good as Emperor Yuxuan's, his lightness was unmatched. If Emperor Yuxuan stretched out his hand, he would order Wuying to take Sizhe away with a gust of wind.

But before he finished his action, he heard Emperor Yuxuan laugh: "Oh? You are six hundred years old! Then you came here, without reciting the mantra, can you still live forever?"

"Tsk, you are ignorant! How did you recite my poem just now?"

Emperor Yuxuan rolled his eyes. He was so focused on getting the secret of immortality that he didn't even remember the previous poem: "Uh, I forgot!" He was good in everything except his forgetfulness.

"Look, you have forgotten the poem I just recited! But you want me to recite that long formula now, do you think it is possible? My mind is blank and my wound hurts. I feel like I am going to die!" Si Zhe lay in Si Kong Yan's arms.

Such a tiny kid can say such a silly thing. Looking at the Great Zong Country, is there any child as old as him who dares to say a word of no in front of me? I'm afraid he was so scared that his crotch was wet when he heard his name. Emperor Yuxuan felt that this child must have run away from that place. This is a great opportunity that cannot be missed! He must be made to recite the secret of immortality before he can be killed. Oh... No! Emperor Yuxuan was confused again.

"Hey..., can you recite the poem again for me?"

“There were several lines in the poem just now, but I only remember one or two. You scared me and I forgot the rest! This is the general poem in our place. Everyone must memorize it... must memorize it...” Si Zhe rolled his eyes and fainted again.

"Shui Qinglian, give me the needle!" The emperor was frightened. If he died, he would be left with nothing. Are all the people there so weak? Don't they have one or two skills to rely on? This is strange. Don't they need to protect themselves? Although they can live forever, they can't be immortal! Right, right, right! After waking him up, ask him if he has the secret formula for immortality.

Shui Qinglian stepped forward and bowed: "Your Majesty, he is so seriously injured. If his internal injuries are not treated in time, I am afraid! I am afraid that most of the memories in his brain will be lost and can't be recovered!"

"What?" Emperor Yuxuan jumped up in anger.

Sikong Yan glanced at Shui Qinglian. Why did this guy come out only now? But he came just in time.

He glanced at Emperor Yuxuan with hateful eyes: "If you want to know more secrets, you must heal him well and let him return to Qitian Xiaohan to recuperate! Don't use intimidation and brutality. If you do this, you will never get what you want! Send us back quickly!"

Emperor Yuxuan looked at his son's eyes and became furious again. "I will kill you right now!" He raised his hand - he thought that with Sizhe, his son was useless.

Shui Qinglian knelt on the ground hurriedly: "Your Majesty, you can't do that!"

Emperor Yuxuan's nose was steaming: "Huh!? Even you dare to stop me?"

Sikong Yan sneered: "Fake, no need to beg for mercy! Let him beat me to death, and see if he can get the secret of immortality."

Shui Qinglian quickly explained: "Your Majesty, the two of them once swore an oath that they would not be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, but would die on the same day of the same month of the same year!"

"He dares!" Emperor Yuxuan put his hand down. He was not afraid of ten thousand things, but he was afraid of one. When they got the secret of immortality, it would be their death. I would be patient for the time being and help them!

Sikong Yan stiffened his neck and said, "Then you can give it a try!"

“Hmm!” Emperor Yuxuan widened his eyes in anger.

Shui Qinglian kowtowed quickly: "Your Majesty, please calm down and consider the long-term!"

Emperor Yuxuan tilted his head. Although he couldn't let this rebellious son die now, I could separate them. Let him come to beg me every day! I would watch his performance every day and make me happy. I could get rid of some of my biggest worries, hehe! Emperor Yuxuan thought of those people who secretly disobeyed him and made small moves, and saw their bloody heads rolling in front of him. It was so satisfying!

Sikong Yan knew that his father was about to start his cruel game again, so how could he let him succeed? A fight between son and father began...

Emperor Yuxuan looked at his son grimly and nodded: "Qinglian is right, Yan'er can still be of great help to me, he cannot be killed! Yan'er, you go back! Eunuch Yan!" He shouted towards the door.

Eunuch Yan came in cautiously from outside.

"Your Majesty, I am here!"

"Please arrange for Si Zhe to stay in Weilong Palace, my bedroom, and I will take good care of him!"