Xue Hua groaned, and neither Zhou Jian nor Zhao Feng'er spoke, quietly waiting for Xue Hua's reply. For the two of them, the importance of this fixed mirror is self-evident.

Zhao Feng'er's cultivation has already reached the eighth level of the Qi cultivation period, and with the Zhuji Dan in her body, she is expected to break through to the foundation building period within a year or two. When the time comes, use this concentration mirror to sneak attack, if you have a heart or not, even if you are afraid of Huaping, you have to go to the road, plus the winged purple python, one person and one demon cooperate, and the opportunity is great.

It can be said that this meditation mirror is very important to Zhou Jian. However, Zhou Jian knew that this matter was in a hurry, and now the initiative was on Xue Hua, whether it was a lion's mouth or a fair price, Xue Hua had to speak first.

As time passed, Xue Hua's brows became deeper and deeper, but it was Zhou Jian, but Zhao Feng'er had a flat expression and waited quietly.

"Hey. After a long time, Xue Hua let out a sigh, he looked at Zhou Jian, who was there with the old god, Zhao Feng'er let out a wry smile and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, but the old man is stumped." ”

"Something to say. Zhou Jian smiled slightly when he heard this, stretched out his hand and said.

"Okay, then the old man will be straightforward. Xue Hua smiled even more bitterly when he saw this, and then gritted his teeth and said: "The old man doesn't ask for anything else, but only asks His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to look up at the old man in the future." ”

This was a bit out of Zhou Jian's expectations, Zhao Feng'er's expectations, the two glanced at each other, and they were both moved. However, after thinking about it carefully, Zhou Jian understood Xue Hua's thoughts.

Xue Hua is a big businessman, good at speculation, and I am afraid that his plans are not small. Thinking about it, Zhou Jian's face showed a smile but not a smile, and said: "There is a way that money is easy to calculate, and it is difficult to repay favors." Lord Xue Zhai is afraid that the plan is not small. ”

"It's nothing more than Jindan. After saying what he wanted, Xue Hua calmed down, Jian Zhoujian didn't seem to be smiling, nor embarrassed, and said very calmly.

When Zhou Jian heard this, he was also impressed by this big businessman Xue Hua, and he couldn't ask for Jin Dan. It seems that no matter how high his status is, no matter how much money he has, he has not covered Xue Hua's eyes, and he also knows that the most fundamental thing for a monk is not wealth, but strength. Jindan, building the foundation, the world is different.

Zhou Jian fell into contemplation, if he wanted to break through the golden pill, it would be thousands of times more difficult than building a foundation, and for Xue Hua, it would be difficult to climb to the sky. But for him, it is not without a chance, as long as he ascends to the throne of King Zhou, Jin Dan's promise can naturally be fulfilled.

If, on the other hand, he is defeated, all promises will be lost. Basically, this is a mutually beneficial deal for him and Xue Hua. The most important thing is that in this sea dusk city, only Xue Hua can repair this Divine Mirror.

The scheming in his heart flashed away, Zhou Jian nodded without hesitation, and promised: "Okay." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness the Prince. Xue Hua was immediately excited when he heard this, bowed deeply to Zhou Jian, and thanked him. Although Zhou Jian's chances of ascending to the throne are still small, after all, there is a chance, which is much greater than the chance for him to run Yubao Zhai alone and take the opportunity to enter Jindan. For Xue Hua, this promise is equivalent to tearing a gap in this sky, giving him a chance to break out of this sky, how can it not make Xue Hua excited?

"How long will it take to repair it?" Now that an agreement has been reached, Zhou Jian naturally stopped talking nonsense and asked directly.

"Three days, it takes three days. Xue Hua pondered for a while and said.

"Good. I'll pick it up again in three days. Zhou Jian nodded, and then his eyes gestured to Zhao Feng'er, Zhao Feng'er understood, got up with Zhou Jian, and said goodbye: "Farewell." ”

"Your Highness, walk slowly. Xue Hua also got up and said. Then Xue Hua sent Zhou Jian and Zhao Fenger out of the small building together, and after saying goodbye again, Zhou Jian, Zhao Fenger, and Hua Ping left Yubaozhai and returned to the mansion.

When he returned to the mansion, Hanadaira disappeared automatically. Zhao Feng'er went back to cultivate, and after Zhou Jian pondered for a while, he went to the room where he forged the puppet.

The room was still a mess, with various parts placed everywhere, half-formed puppets, jade slips, and so on. The tiger puppet that could be compared to the attack power of a seventh- or eighth-layer monk in the Qi training period had been put away by Zhou Jian, and this tiger could block disasters at a critical moment.

And now what Zhou Jian has to do is to be a puppet for Zhao Fenger, there are many means, not a bad thing, I am afraid that there are few means.

Thinking about it, Zhou Jian turned out the tools, took out a large number of raw materials, and began to concentrate on making the tiger puppet.

In this way, three days have passed in a snap of a finger, and today is the time to behead Wei Xiang, Xu He, Wu Qing, these dog officials, and bullies in public.

In the east of the city, there is a downtown entrance. At this moment, there are already a sea of people, and it seems that there are tens of thousands of people, so many people are crowded together, naturally it will not be quiet, and it has also caused a lot of contradictions, noise, and cursing.

A frenzied and anxious atmosphere was spreading, the dog official Weixiang and Xu He were killed, and the people were very eager to cheer loudly.

Among these tens of thousands of people, there were not only the people in the city, but also some loose cultivators, including gang members such as Wanhumen, and even Xue Hua, the lord of Yubao Zhai, was present.

After all, in public, Wei Xiang, Xu He, Wu Qing and others, even if this matter is in the midst of casual cultivation, it is by no means a trivial matter, and it is a matter of course to be noticed.

In the midst of this sea of people, there was a group of guards in armor, their expressions were cold, and they lined up in a circle, blocking the tens of thousands of people from continuing to pour inward, and behind them was a platform, boxy, made of wood.

This platform is extremely ordinary, but the people above are not ordinary, I saw Wei Xiang, Xu He, Wu Qing and others, wearing prison uniforms, kneeling on the ground with a cloak scattered, and a chopping mark on their backs.

Behind Wei Xiang and the others, there are three cases, finished glyphs, Shi Xiahe, the chief of Haiyang County, and the chief bookkeeper Chen Shu is kneeling behind the case, but the case in it is empty.

"The hour is coming, hurry up and ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to behead him. After Xia He glanced at the vacant position, he thought to himself that this scene was personally arranged by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but it would not work without the protagonist. So he said to a servant not far away.

"No. The servant said yes and turned to leave.

After giving instructions to the servants, Xia He looked back and looked at Wei Xiang, Xu He, Wu Qing and others, these people had long been abolished and cultivated, and their bodies were getting weaker and weaker, and many people had already passed out at this moment, even if Wei Xiang, Xu He, Wu Qing and others had deep cultivation, they were also weak.

Waiting for death is always sad, Xu He, Wu Qing's eyes showed unparalleled fear, and regret covered his face, Xia He dared to guarantee that if time could be turned back, these two would definitely not take risks for the sake of Tsukidan.

In comparison, Wei Xiang's expression was slightly better and calmer, but he couldn't help but be pale and afraid, after all, he was also dying.

These three people were originally a major force in Haidusk City, the characters of the government, and the rampant and domineering gang forces, but it was a pity that they took a wrong step and met a jealous and hateful crown prince, becoming the first batch of monks to be killed in public since the ages, which is really sighing.

However, the more pale and fearful this group of people became, which made the people more and more fanatical, damn it, damn it, this dog official who couldn't die well killed the surnames of more than 1,000 people in the blink of an eye, it really deserves to die.

This frenzy stems from the fear in my heart, because the more than 1,000 people who were killed were among them

cough, another friend of Sanqi wrote a fantasy, the name is very bullish, called Death, ISBN 2472829. It's also a very good novel that starts with a national feud, and you can take a look if you like it.

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