After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

Yan Wuwei snorted coldly, not wanting to pay attention to the person in front of him.

"He may only be able to utter one word, no wonder he failed to seize the throne." Yan Zizhi concluded.

I thought it was over like this, but I didn't expect that there will be another wave after one wave ends.

First, a wave of arrow rain started the assassination rhythm.

Then a group of bird-like spirit beasts appeared outside the cage.

In the deep and dark night, those yellow eyes are creepy.

Little Oriole: 【This is a monster bird specially used for assassination. 】

[Yan Wuwei is basically being assassinated every day in this book. 】

[You know, if he is immortal, the emperor will not sit in his seat with peace of mind. 】

What's more, the prince came here to cultivate an immortal. If he hadn't died in 500 years, wouldn't the world be in chaos for 500 years.

Countless monster birds flew into the sky and rushed into the cage, and the desolate "wealthy flower in the world" remained indifferent.

Yan Zizhi twisted off the bird's head with his bare hands, removed the bird's legs, and scalded the bird's feathers with the tail hair of a small quail.

Worried about what to eat tomorrow, isn't this delivered to your door?

Whether it's stir-frying, deep-frying, or grilling, Yan Zizhi fell into deep thought.

Tomorrow's recipe hasn't been figured out yet, and another wave of enemies has come outside.

I feel a little bit sorry for the rich and noble flowers in the world.

Fuguihua stayed in the corner, quietly and motionless.

During this period, Yan Zizhi killed the spirit beast with his bare hands and prepared lunch for tomorrow.

Kick two burly demon generals out of the cage, and present a set meal of broken bones.

I got two hums from the rich and precious flowers in the world.

The last thing that appeared was a ghostly apparition.

It can be seen that the emperor of the world has spent all his money, sending in all kinds of masters from the Yaozu who can sneak into Taiwei secretly.

This ghost has excellent physical skills and is an unborn master.

Yan Zizhi originally planned to let him live, just drive him away.

Unexpectedly, in the process of fighting with him, the ghost accidentally knocked over his noon hot pot.

This is unbearable, and you still have to pay for it if you knock it over.

Yan Zizhi pulled out the ghostly demon with his backhand, and tied it to the corner of the chrysanthemum with a knot.

The ghost was wrapped in a cocoon, and only its mouth could move.

But he is a ghost.

Every time he opened his mouth, there was a trace of ghostly air, and there was not a complete sentence.

On the contrary, a whole piece of pitch-black figure floated in the night sky with the wind, and under the melting moonlight, it was actually of some ornamental value.

Well, tonight's watch is a silent ghost.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, accompanied by a few wordless wails from time to time.

The shivering little Huang Li: [It feels a bit like being in jail. 】

After all this was done, the moon was about to set, seeing the sky turn pale, Yan Zizhi yawned.

Call it a day, get ready for bed.

The Fuguihua in the world who just snorted coldly in the corner wouldn't let him sleep.

Fuguihua stood up from the corner, rolled up her sleeves, and turned her back to Yan Zizhi in a haughty posture.

"Is the play over?"

A little sour and low voice.

Compared with Lin Jiran's, Yan Zizhi prefers Fuguihua's voice.

With a hint of dull, soft.

It's like a soft knife that stabs people silently.

Xiao Huangqi: [With all due respect, you are like a scumbag now. You have just cheated on the immortal, and then started molesting other men. 】

"Be confident and remove the image."

"The show is over, do you want to invite me to lunch?" Yan Zizhi calmly faced Shang Fuguihua's eyes.

Fuguihua let out a cold snort once again.

After humming this time, there is still the following.

"You are the one with the worst acting skills of all."

???

?What did he do?

"Since you want to pretend to save my life and gain my trust by saving my life, then at the beginning you shouldn't act like you are very powerful and still eat there."

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Yan Zizhi glanced silently, Fuguihua is an idiot.

"You don't even know how to play hard tricks these days? If you want to pretend that you are very weak, try your best to save me, and even linger with only half your life left, maybe I will soften my heart for a while and tell you Where is the Imperial Seal?"

Yan Zizhi:? ? ?

He didn't know that besides being rich, the rich flowers in the world also like to play self-directed and self-acted games.

Fuguihua in the world continued her conclusion, and she was very sure, "It seems that there is really no one who can send him, even someone who is unqualified like you can come here, let him die as soon as possible."

"Go back and tell your master that I will die soon. He will never have a chance to know where the Chuan Guo Yuxi is in his life. He will always be an emperor with a dishonorable reputation."

Yan Zizhi looked at the pure flower of wealth in the world.

And showed him a way.

"I can open this cage for you, and guarantee that you can jump from here."

"Below is the ten thousand zhang cliff. Now your spiritual power is locked by this lock, and your flesh//body/body will definitely fall to pieces."

"There is no doubt that you will die, so let's go."

Yan Zizhi said so, so he did.

The streamer umbrella was shrunk to the size of a small key, and it was easily inserted into the keyhole, directly shattering the fairy lock with a trace of magic energy.

The prison door was wide open, with the strong night wind blowing outside.

It seems that the black and white impermanence from the underworld is making tricks towards the wealth and honor of the world.

Come on, come with me.

"..." Fuguihua hesitated.

Why doesn't this person play his cards according to the routine?

Shouldn't you put a knife across his neck and force him to ask him about the whereabouts of Chuanguo Yuxi.

Or come up with a hundred ways to attack him with tenderness or torture/torture him?

"Don't you want to die? Don't you plan to die for the country so that he can never get your Jade Seal?"

"Why don't you dance?"

Now it was Yan Zizhi who snorted coldly.

The chains tied to Fuguihua's hands almost broke his hands and feet. It can be seen how hard this Fuguihua struggled to get out of the prison.

How could a person who would rather cut off his arms and legs than run away really want to die.

It seems that the previous killers and the dead bones in the cell used all kinds of conspiracies and tricks.

It's just a Jade Seal passed on to the country, and the majestic Demon Venerable doesn't look down on it.

But if it is very valuable, Yan Zizhi fell into deep thought.

By the way, he knocked on Oriole: "Is the Chuanguo Yuxi valuable? Can I exchange a spirit stone mine with that human emperor?"

Little Yellow Oriole: 【Can you stop making money immediately after the first round of justice? 】

Fu forehead and sigh.

[I think if you can make the world rich, rich, rich, and rich, and the country successfully ascend to the throne, then the world will be his, and I will give you a few spirit stone mines. 】

"There is some truth to that."

Yan Zizhi quickly united the front.

"It was Lin Jiran who locked you here, do you want to cooperate with me? We have a common enemy."

"Hmph." Fuguihua turned her head arrogantly.

Silence is the chrysanthemum cage tonight.

In the deep bamboo forest on the back mountain of Taiwei Sect.

Lin Jiran, who had already taken off his black costume and put on the moon-white uniform of a disciple of the Taiwei School, against the backdrop of the moonlight, looked like an exiled immortal descending to earth.

"Elder, you have seen it all."

Lin Jiran's tone sounded very respectful, but his face was full of indifference.

The author has something to say:

Yan Zizhi: Do you want to die?

No violation: No, I don't want to.

Yan Zizhi opened the door expressionlessly: No, you want to, jump.

Words are true:. . .Your uncle.

Regarding when Xianzun will come back, here is the answer! !

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