294 old marshal descended

Chu Tianxing looked at Zhu Xiong fixedly, his eyes flickering.

"Mandate of Heaven......" Zhu Xiong fell to the ground tightly: "Give the old man, give our Marshal's Mansion a chance to serve you!"

The corners of Chu Tianxing's mouth raised: "I wish the old marshal, if it happens, what if it is really done by this son?"

"No!" Zhu Xionglu hurriedly shook his head: "No! No, the old man believes that it will definitely not be the Mandate of Heaven! Even if it ......

Gritted his teeth slightly: "In case it is really the Mandate of Heaven." That's also Hao'er's own fault. To blame, it was the old man who spoiled Hao'er.

Let him not know how to measure, and repeatedly compete with you for popularity. Those who don't have long eyes are against the son of destiny. ”

Long Yue'er and Liu Xuan both looked at Zhu Xiong with complicated eyes.

Gongsun Zixian showed disdain.

Several of Zhu Xiong's henchmen and Iron Bone Realm martial artists all showed complicated complexions.

"Oh......" Chu Tianxing smiled: "Then you should be the old marshal, you are right." But......

I wish the old marshal, how are you going to show your loyalty to my son?"

"This ......" Zhu Xiongluo was slightly stunned, and hurriedly spoke: "After the old man goes back, it will be announced to the public, and the Marshal's Mansion will be completely subordinated to you, the son of the Mandate of Heaven." ”

"Oh?" Chu Tianxing looked at Zhu Xiongru lightly: "So, it's a little interesting......

Zhu Xiongluo made a surprised voice: "Destiny Son, have you agreed?"

"Hmm......" Chu Tianxing groaned slightly: "Promise...... Yes, yes or no. ”

"This?" Zhu Xiong was surprised: "Destiny Son, what do you mean by this?"

Chu Tianxing said lightly: "Raise your head and look at this son." Best wishes to the old marshal. ”

Zhu Xiong's body stiffened slightly.

Chu Tianxing looked at it lightly.

He hesitated for a moment.

Zhu Xiongluo slowly raised his head, his face was a little stiff and flattering: "Son of Destiny...... I don't know ......."

Liu Xuan's eyebrows frowned: This old marshal is smiling so ugly...... It's almost marked with the word smirk......

"Hmph. The corners of Chu Tianxing's mouth raised slightly: "What if this prince wants to go to the Marshal's Mansion in person and take over the Marshal's Mansion?

"You ......" Zhu Xiong's face froze, and his eyes were faintly hideous.

"Hmm?" Chu Tianxing's eyes narrowed slightly: "Don't you agree?"

Zhu Xiongru's face changed, and he hurriedly restrained his expression: "No! The old man agrees! The old man agrees!"

Chu Tianxing showed a hint of a smile: "Very good." Then I wish the old marshal, you can look at this. ”

With a flip of his hand, several golden needles appeared in Chu Tianxing's hand.

Zhu Xiong's pupils shrank: "You!"

"What?" Chu Tianxing smiled: "Zhu Old Marshal, what do you think?" ”

Zhu Xiong's face was a little distorted.

Outside the hall, the sound of light footsteps sounded.

Everyone was slightly stunned.

"Hmm?" Chu Tianxing looked at.

One of the guards brought by Zhu Xionglu came to the door.

Look at the hall scene.

The guard's face changed greatly: "I wish the old marshal!"

"Get out!"

Zhu Xiongluo turned around and glared at the guards: "Get out! It's okay not to approach! Let everyone outside leave immediately! Take Hao'er's coffin away!"

"This?" the guard looked at Zhu Xionglu with a stunned and hesitant expression.

With some fear and surprise, he looked at Chu Tianxing and the others.

"Tell you to get out!" Zhu Xiong was furious: "Did you hear it! This is a military order! Don't let the old man go!"

The guard was stunned in his heart, and hurriedly nodded: "Yes! I wish the old marshal!

Hurriedly retreated.

"Destiny Son......" Zhu Xionglu looked at Chu Tianxing with a dry smile: "These fools don't have long eyes, don't be surprised." ”

"Huh. Chu Tianxing smiled: "Don't worry, after all, it is the person you brought out of the old marshal." This son will not take it to heart. ”

The corners of Zhu Xiong's mouth twitched.

"Huh?" Chu Tianxing shook the golden needle in his hand: "I wish the old marshal, let's get down to business." ”

"This ......" Zhu Xionglu hesitated: "Destiny Son, what do you want the old man to say?

What do you want to express?"

Chu Tianxing shook his head: "Don't say anything, this son wants to hear your thoughts." ”

"The old man's idea ......" Zhu Xiongluo hesitated: "Is this a golden needle? What can the old man think of this golden needle? This is not a rare thing."

You can find it anywhere. ”

"Hmm. Chu Tianxing nodded: "Yes, very good." I wish the old marshal, he is really a little enlightened. In that case......"

The corners of his mouth raised: "Zixue, I have pressed the old marshal for my son." ”

"Yes. "Softly.

Zixue took a step forward and wished to be heroic.

Zhu Xiongru's face changed: "Destiny Prince, what do you mean by this!?"

Zixue approached Zhu Xionglu in a few steps, and pressed Zhu Xiongluo's shoulder with her slender hand.

A muffled snort.

Zhu Xiongluo was pressed and couldn't move.

"Huh. A light chuckle.

Chu Tianxing slowly stood up: "This son has no other intentions. ”

Holding the golden needle, he walked to Zhu Xionglu step by step: "It's just to wish the old marshal your promise to be guaranteed." ”

Zhu Xionglu was slightly stunned: "For the old man's promise to be guaranteed?"

Chu Tianxing picked up the golden needle and looked at it carefully: "I wish the old marshal, in a while, this son will pierce this golden needle into your body." Limit your cultivation. You......

If you are truly sincere and obedient. Don't resist. ”

Zhu Xiongru's face changed greatly: "Limit the old man's cultivation!?"

"Hmm. Chu Tianxing nodded intriguingly: "What's the matter?" ”

"You ......" Zhu Xiong's face stiffened.

The corners of Long Yue'er's lips twitched: Is it too late to regret now? Regret is a dead end. I don't regret it, at least there is a glimmer of life. This stinky guy...... It's so shameless......

Several Iron Bone Realm martial artists spoke hoarsely.

"Old marshal, you can't agree!"

"Can't say yes!"

"Old marshal! If you agree, you won't regret it!"

......

Zhu Xiongluo hesitated for a long time, and gritted his teeth: "Destiny Son, come on!

Several Iron Bone Realm martial artists let out a sigh one after another.

"Huh. Chu Tianxing nodded: "Very good, your sincerity, this son accepted it." ”

His eyes were fixed, and the aura in his body was lucky.

A soft snort.

The golden needle in his hand pierced into Zhu Xiong's body again and again.

With the last stitch falling in.

Zhu Xiongluo let out a soft snort, only to feel that he had completely lost the perception of the aura in his body.

I was horrified: Who is this Heavenly Destiny Son? There is such a means! The old man is the pinnacle of the Golden Treasure Realm! He only has the triple qi gathering realm, and he can actually close the old man's cultivation?

Lamenting in my heart: Alas...... It seems that this defeat is not unjust...... Underestimate this Destiny Son!But......

A hint of hideousness and resentment flashed faintly in the corners of his eyes: As long as the old man is allowed to live! The old man must let you be buried for Hao'er! What about the son of destiny! The old man will make you regret it sooner or later!