"Actually, we and Mo Lao both know that the reason why Luo Yucheng temporarily proposed these two conditions for recruiting sons-in-law is just to embarrass Cheng Hong. ”

Spirits opened Jung-jin's chatterbox. Zhang Xiaobei couldn't imagine that the almost invincible and cold warrior in the ancient martial arts arena was a chatter at the wine table, and after a few glasses of wine, he could no longer hold any secrets in his stomach.

"Who is Li Chenghong?" asked Zhang Xiaobei.

"Listen to him, he is Luo Xi's childhood sweetheart. Zheng Zhen said, "This kid is not bad, he can be a childhood sweetheart with such a big beauty." It's a pity that Luo Yucheng looks down on him, Luo Yucheng knows that his body is not good, so he deliberately embarrassed him by recruiting a son-in-law through a martial arts competition. ”

"It's just that Luo Yucheng doesn't know that the current Cheng Hong is no longer what it used to be, and if he is serious, even I am not his opponent. ”

When Zhang Xiaobei heard this, his heart couldn't help but tighten, "Ordinary people can't be your opponents." ”

Zhang Xiaobei is very aware of Zheng Zhen's strength, although he has not faced Zheng Zhen head-on, but he has also seen the video of Zheng Zhen fighting against Yingbu afterwards, and he knows very well that if it were not for an ancient general like Yingbu who had gained the power of rebirth, it would be difficult for ordinary people to defeat Zheng Zhen.

"He's not an ordinary person anymore......" Zheng Zhen said as a mysterious look appeared in his eyes, and he was silent, as if he was no longer willing to continue.

Although Zhang Xiaobei noticed his abnormality, he didn't plan to ask in detail. Because he didn't care how powerful Li Chenghong was in Zheng Zhen's mouth, if it was about fist and foot kung fu, he would never be able to beat Xiang Yu.

Presidential Suite at the Airport Hotel.

Mo Lao stood in front of a full-length mirror and looked at his aging face.

"Cheng Hong, do you say that the creator is also afraid of human beings?" Mo Lao asked Li Chenghong, who was standing behind him.

"What does Mo Lao mean?" Li Chenghong was puzzled.

"If you are not afraid of human beings, why do you give people such a short life, and let people gradually grow old and die. A person's life of 100 years is like a flash in the pan for this heaven and earth and for this universe. Is the Creator afraid that man will live too long to understand his secrets, or is he afraid that man will gain too much power if he lives too long?"

Li Chenghong was silent, he felt that he couldn't interject, and he didn't know what Mo Lao wanted to express.

In fact, some people thought about this question thousands of years ago, and there was a warlock in the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago who was even more obsessed with this problem. He wanted to know whether people could live forever and whether they could be resurrected after death. Do the living or resurrected people have powers that are different from those of ordinary people? Mo Lao continued.

"Ah......h

Li Chenghong suddenly groaned in pain, his right arm seemed to swell, and trembled violently, he held his right arm tightly with his left hand, and he couldn't help himself half-kneeling on the ground because of the uncontrollable pain.

"Another seizure?" Mo Lao turned around and asked.

"Hmm. Li Chenghong nodded, and cold sweat was already left on his face.

"Cheng Hong, do you want to know whose right arm you belong to. Mo Lao asked suddenly.

"If Mo Lao didn't want me to know, I would never ask. Li Chenghong said.

"No, you've always wanted to ask, and you might as well tell you now. Your right arm actually belongs to Wei Chigong!" Mo Lao said.

"Wei Chigong?!"

Li Chenghong's whole person trembled, "Which ...... Which lieutenant Chi Gong?"

"If I'm talking about that Wei Chigong in the Sui and Tang dynasties more than a thousand years ago, do you believe it?"

Mo Lao's eyes glared at Li Chenghong's right arm, and his face suddenly became fascinated, as if he was looking at something sacred.

"This ...... How is this possible!"

Li Chenghong's expression was extremely surprised, even mixed with fear.

In ancient times, there was no good technology and equipment to preserve the corpse from decaying, how could the right arm of a dead man more than a thousand years ago not decay.

What's even more terrifying is that this right arm has been transplanted into his body, and he knows that this right arm has extremely terrifying power.

"Is this really Wei Chigong's right arm?!" Li Chenghong asked.

"You know I never lie. Mo Lao said.

It's a pity that Wei Chigong, a famous general of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, cannot be resurrected to the world, and his skeleton only has such a right arm. Mo Lao sighed.

"Mo Lao, what the hell is going on?"

"This is going back to the Tang Dynasty sorcerer I just mentioned, for immortality and rebirth, the Tang Dynasty warlock chose to take the road of rebirth, because he knew that so many clever warlocks gathered in the Qin Palace in the Qin Dynasty and spent decades unable to find the method of eternal life, and it was impossible for him to find the method of eternal life in just a few decades alone. ”

So after he chose the method of rebirth, he immediately traveled all over the world and researched in many ways, and finally found a method that might be able to resurrect the dead, this method was called the 'secret method of refining corpses' at that time, but this secret method did not have any successful cases of warlocks recorded in ancient books at that time, so he only had the attitude of giving it a try. ”

He secretly dug up ten pairs of bones, and then used the secret method of refining corpses to bury these ten bones again. If his secret method of refining corpses is successful, the bones will regrow into flesh and even be resurrected. But he himself has no way of knowing the result, he is only responsible for planting a seed, and what kind of tree this seed will grow into is only known to future generations. ”

"I am a descendant of the warlock, and I found the burial site according to the records left by my ancestors, and dug up the ten coffins, but nine of them were empty, but one of the coffins had a living right arm, and there were no bones other than that. ”

According to the records of the ancestors, the coffin belonged to Wei Chigong. I have already seen the results for my ancestors, his 'Secret Method of Refining Corpses' can be said to be a failure, but it is not completely fruitless, at least one of Yu Chigong's right arms has grown a flesh, and it is still so alive!"

Mo Lao said and continued to stare at Li Chenghong's right arm with obsessive eyes.

"Five people before you had this right arm transplanted, but they all had a strong rejection reaction and were forced to cut it off again. At the moment, you are the only one who is considered successful. So do you know, how lucky you are, you have the strength of the famous general Wei Chi Gong of the Sui and Tang Dynasties more than a thousand years ago!"

"Thank you...... Thank you Mo Lao for giving me this opportunity!"

Li Chenghong got up from the ground as he spoke, and the pain in his right arm was slightly lessened.

"Well, I hope you won't disappoint me the day after tomorrow and give Luo Yucheng a little color. Mo Lao said.

"Mo Lao, please rest assured, Luo Yucheng looks down on me, I will make him pay. I will get his daughter, and I will even get his Luohua Group. ”

Li Chenghong said and clenched his right fist.

"It turns out that this is Wei Chigong's right fist!"