Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Beitang Shu was angry because of this. He was of noble status, extraordinary blood, and a noble family. He should have been the first-class figure in the world, the object of worship and yearning by countless people. Even if the strong wanted to serve, they should serve him.

However, the appearance of Meng Zhao directly threw him into the abyss. No matter how hard he tried or what he did, except for his status as a prince, he could not compare with Meng Zhao.

If you think about it carefully, no matter how powerful the Meng family is, it is not as powerful as the Beitang royal family. Those powerful people and warriors in the rivers and lakes abandoned Beitang Shu and joined Meng Zhao. What else can it mean except that Beitang Shu is not as good as Meng Zhao?

Therefore, he hated Meng Zhao, deeply hated him, and jealousy, resentment, unwillingness, and even a kind of hypocritical awkwardness accounted for a large part.

Beitang Shu was in a bad mood and indulged in wine and sex. He was happy every day without wine and women, and he was very stupid.

Fortunately, he was only a prince, not an emperor. Although he was addicted to wine and sex, there were many talented people in the Fuwang Mansion. Even if he was a hands-off shopkeeper, he could still operate smoothly without any stiffness.

When the Lord of the Demon Palace came to the Zhaixing Tower and saw Beitang Shu, the Fuwang was alone, holding a wine pot, with his chest open, drunkenly leaning against a dragon-coiled pillar, overlooking the bottom, with a heavy heart.

"Xiaojiu, I didn't expect that you, who were once full of vigor and vitality, would become like this now. I am so disappointed!"

The Lord of the Demon Palace spoke, and Beitang Shu was so scared that he immediately lost most of his drunkenness. His eyes were wide open, and he looked around, but he could not see anything.

"Who, who is it, you dare to break into the Fuwang Mansion, are you going to die? Get out now!"

Beitang Shu not only spoke harshly, but also operated his magic skills. His whole body was surrounded by a purple aura, and three dragons were circling inside. Although they were only dragons, they still had a breathtaking power.

"Hey, Purple Qi Tianluo, combined with the Divine Dragon Art, the idea is not bad. You want to follow the path of the Emperor Dragon, but unfortunately, can you compare with Meng Zhao?"

After the voice fell, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace slowly showed up, and fell into Beitang Shu's eyes, which shocked him so much that his whole body was numb, and he almost fell into despair.

He recognized the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace. After all, this person was once Beitang Sheng's closest partner, and even a comrade-in-arms. The Buyi League and the Black Guard were all created and strengthened by him. He was the second most important person in the dynasty after Beitang Sheng.

Unfortunately, that was in the past. Since the news came from Yujing City, he knew that this powerful person was actually the legendary Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace. He didn't expect that the other party had a quarrel with his father and the two of them had completely parted ways.

The Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace had unparalleled martial arts. Although it was rumored that he and Meng Zhao had both suffered losses, a lean camel was bigger than a horse. Beitang Shu still didn't think that if the other party wanted to kill him, he would have the slightest ability to fight back!

"You, Lord of the Demon Palace, what are you going to do?"

Beitang Shu forced himself to calm down and dispersed his true energy. For the Lord of the Demon Palace, one move was enough to kill him. The so-called self-defense method seemed particularly ridiculous and insignificant in front of such a person.

Since it was useless, Beitang Shu was unwilling to show his cowardice. He deliberately mustered up his courage, dispersed his true energy, and asked with the power of Dantian, appearing very confident.

The Lord of the Demon Palace slowly sat on a couch in the pavilion and shook his head,

"Impertinent, at least I watched you grow up, and taught you martial arts, but you don't even want to call me uncle."

Beitang Shu saw that the Lord of the Demon Palace did not take action immediately, and finally had some confidence, and also relieved the biggest psychological burden, and said,

"Uncle, I don't know why you came to find my nephew today?

Please don't involve my nephew in the matter between you and my father."

As the saying goes, when gods fight, the people suffer, Beitang Shu has this feeling.

Whether it was his father or the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, they were both top figures in the world. The quarrel between the two did not affect them much, but the people below were miserable.

For example, now, if the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace was angry with him, there would be no chance of survival. Even with the Beitang royal family or Beitang Sheng's life-saving trump card, it might not be able to withstand the attack of the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

He was not willing to explore who was right and who was wrong between Beitang Sheng and the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and what their positions were. He just wanted to guard his own little piece of land, that's all.

The Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace laughed and shook his head,

"You kid, you are still a ghost and a ghost. Back in Yujing City, I saw that you were a person without a king or a father, selfish and self-interested. Now it seems that it is true.

But that's why I came to find you, not to kill you. Do you understand what I mean?"

Beitang Shu's face was hot, but he still nodded wisely.

He is an extreme egoist, not a wise king who is truly loyal to his father and the emperor. He knows this very well.

So, the Lord of the Demonic Palace came to him today because he wanted him to do something, not to kill him.

"I understand. Uncle, if you want me to do anything, just say it. I will do my best."

In fact, Beitang Shu also felt guilty. If Beitang Sheng knew that he was secretly involved with the Lord of the Demonic Palace and even worked for the Lord of the Demonic Palace, it would not be impossible to abolish his throne. He would be taken back to the clan house, his martial arts would be abolished, and he would be imprisoned for life, which would be the standard ending of his life.

But there is no way. If you die now, you will have a chance of survival in the future. Of course, you should choose to die in the future, maybe you will have a chance of survival.

The Lord of the Demonic Palace hummed, but he was a little disdainful.

"Your martial arts are mediocre, and your forces are also controlled by the Meng and Lei families. What can I ask you to do?

On the contrary, I come to you today to give you some conveniences and benefits so that you can play more roles. At least they can contain the Meng family and not be defeated by Meng Zhao in a few blows. "

Beitangshu's face changed and he said very ugly,

"Meng Zhao, uncle and nephew have heard a news. According to rumors, this person will fight you to the death, and both sides will suffer. I don't know if it is true or not. Is this person really that powerful?"

In fact, he heard that the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace looked down upon him, but wanted to use him to contain and deal with Meng Zhao, so he felt resentful and aroused the anger in his heart. Otherwise, he would not have dared to fight against the Heavenly Demon Palace even if he had given him three courages. The Lord speaks like this.

Meng Zhao, Meng Zhao, Meng Zhao again, why can't I get rid of this person anywhere?

Beitang Shu can be said to be both envious and jealous.

He very much hoped that he could become a person like Meng Zhao, who would shine brightly and be regarded as a rival by such a big shot as the Lord of the Demon Palace.

However, only hope and imagination are not enough.

However, there are no absolutes in the world, and Beitang Shu was keenly aware that perhaps the Lord of the Demon Palace might be an opportunity.

Of course, he also knew that even the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace might not be able to defeat Meng Zhao. Even if he had a chance, it would be very slim.

However, even if you just borrow the power of the Heavenly Demon Palace Master to improve yourself, that would be great.

What if there is another adventure in the future and someone places a bet to help him?

If a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?