Chapter 877: Xin Zhuo, Your Time of Death Has Arrived
The breeze blew on the faces of Ji Bixuan, Zhou Wan'er and Bai Xuanji along with the sparkling lake, and the three of them tried to see Xin Zhuo's panic with a bit of scrutiny and scrutiny, which seemed to be a very interesting thing, but they were destined to be disappointed.
Xin Zhuo didn't have too many facial fluctuations, and he didn't even blink his eyelids, still focusing on fishing.
What he had been worried about finally happened, but before he got the accurate news of Daqian, he couldn't leave, and he couldn't do what he had done, not to mention that he still had a "trump card" in his hand to make a confidence, so he wanted to gamble, if he didn't dare to gamble in life, what was the difference between it and salted fish?
What's more, even if he is a quasi-saint master, he is not completely incapable of leaving, and after a few months of tinkering, there are all ways to escape under the mansion!
In addition, he understood that Prophet Gou and Xue Ji were very scary, but they had at least calculated the time, that is, they still had a short period of time.
So, there's no rush!
"You ......"
Ji Bixuan seemed to realize something, and the schadenfreude on his face disappeared little by little, "It's not good......"
Xin Zhuo did not answer, but violently picked up the fishing rod, the fishing line was tight, and a three-colored giant carp jumped out of the water and shouted, "Someone!"
More than a dozen eunuchs and guards ran out from behind the rockery in the distance, hurriedly grabbed the carp, and hurriedly sent it to the back kitchen.
Xin Zhuo threw the fishing rod, waved his sleeves, turned around and smiled: "Let's go!"
Ji Bixuan and the three of them followed him silently, their feelings were extremely complicated, why did a person born as a small thief in the countryside have so much courage, could it really be the ancient emperor, the supreme clone or the reincarnation?
The back kitchen is not far away, and in a blink of an eye, a group of cooks have respectfully killed the fish and prepared the condiments.
A palace lady carefully tied an apron for Xin Zhuo.
Ji Bixuan was dumbfounded, and asked in disbelief: "Don't mention the old sour speech of the gentleman's distant cook, now that so many masters have come to kill you, are you cooking fish here?"
"Thousands of sails on the side of the sunken boat, ten thousand trees in front of the sick tree!" Xin Zhuo said indifferently.
Zhou Wan'er and Bai Xuanji tasted it for a while, and their eyes lit up slightly.
Ji Bixuan frowned and said: "Good poetry, it is rumored that you have played all over the Confucian classics, and you are good at poetry and songs, and you are good at soldiers, which is a bit interesting, but what does this have to do with what I asked you."
"Good question!" Xin Zhuo skillfully poured animal oil into the pot, "I have a chicken feather relationship with you when I make fish?" ”
Ji Bixuan opened his mouth, simply kept silent, put his hands in his sleeves, and made an ornamental appearance.
"Zizi ......"
"Whoa......
After half a burnt incense, a fat girl's big carp was burned into the smell and packed on a large porcelain plate, Xin Zhuo personally picked it up, walked into the middle of an elegant courtyard, and placed it on the jade table that had been prepared long ago.
I sat down elegantly, picked up my chopsticks, tasted it, chewed it slowly, and then picked up my glass and dried it.
This is an ordinary thing that can no longer be ordinary, and it is not attractive to the masters of the Yuan Extreme Realm who have been in Bigu for many years, but Ji Bixuan and Bai Xuanji are a little greedy to watch.
Xin Zhuo waved his hand and made a gesture of please.
Zhou Wan'er and Bai Xuanji glanced at each other, sat down, picked up the chopsticks and tasted them, their eyes lit up, obviously the taste was good.
Ji Bixuan was originally going to make a gesture, but he couldn't help it, sat on the opposite side, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and said lightly: "The three-color carp in the center of the lake, born from the spiritual veins in the ground, the meat itself is delicious, and then cooked and fried with animal oil, supplemented by star anise, Gou's son, Hui Lingxiang, and drunken fairy hemp, plus folk old sauce and aged vinegar, well, yes, there is a different flavor, if you can live, it is not bad to go to Daqian Restaurant to be a chef!"
Xin Zhuo said: "Whether I can survive or not depends on you."
Ji Bixuan's face froze, and the fish in his mouth suddenly became unfragrant.
"Whoosh ......"
At this moment, the Great Zhou Junchen, the disciples of Da Luo Dayan, the ferryman father and son, Yuan Yourong, Qing Xuan and others quickly entered, and they all fell into the courtyard, all of them with pale faces.
"Father/Your Majesty......"
Ji Yu, Su Wuji, Jian Jiuqing, Shui Qingliu and others were terrified and desperate to the extreme.
"Zhuo'er!"
Liu Qingfeng hurriedly said: "Why don't you go, the Battle of Tianque in the Central Plains is over, and a large number of masters have suddenly arrived!"
"Brother Xin, please be merciful and give me the antidote!"
Xiao Jingyi, ferrying father and son, Yuan Yourong, Ghost Zhizi, Wujiang, Bai Ming, etc., sincerely and helplessly saluted, this time I am only afraid that Xin Zhuo will live, if he dies, the antidote will not be given, and all the people present will be buried together, this is really nonsense.
Ji Bixuan, Bai Xuanji and Zhou Wan'er also looked at Xin Zhuo with a tense face.
Sindra was still eating fish, and you couldn't even see any mood swings in his eyes and face.
"Hum—"
At this moment, the breeze around suddenly stopped, as if it had been sucked away by some powerful force.
It was as quiet as death in all directions, except for the rapid breathing of countless people.
Immediately followed by one, two, and three...... Dozens of coercion descended, and dozens of thoughts were tightly locked here.
These coercion and ideas do not have monstrous visions, but they are enough to kill everything and strangle everything, even the thick walls and buildings are unbearable, making a slight "creaking" sound.
In a trance, three human faces were bigger than mountains, covering the three skies in the south, east and west, a kind old man's face, an old woman's face full of wrinkles and gloomy eyes, and a fifty-year-old man's face.
The three big faces look straight down, giving people a sense of fear from a giant object.
In the void "above" the three faces sat three elderly men, their old faces emaciated, knife-like, and their eyes closed.
In the lower position, there are thirty-six figures, there are men and women, old and young, all with wide robes and big sleeves, medieval and ancient dresses, with an obscure momentum, and there are martial saint soldiers who can collapse mountains and seas circling around their bodies!
Dongfang, Soul Extermination, Dayan Quasi-Saint Seven Degrees, Three Great Powers, Nine Superior Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of the Great Cave Heaven Holy Land, and Twenty-seven Su Elders have arrived!
This posture of standing in the sky and coercing down is like a god and Buddha in the sky!
Any one of them seems to be stronger than Xin Zhuo when he was at his strongest.
These people represent the strongest force under the super sect and the Holy Land Cave Heaven Saints within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, even those who are arrogant to the sky are only left in horror!
There were people in the courtyard who were not strong-minded and shallow in cultivation and knelt down on the spot, trembling.
Xiao Jingyi, Supreme Birdman, Yuan Yourong and the ferryman father and son were also breathing slightly, and bowed down in a panic!
Bai Xuanji at the table also hurriedly got up.
Only Ji Bixuan and Zhou Wan'er were still sitting, and they continued to look at Xin Zhuo with strange eyes.
"Crunch!"
The fish plate and wine glasses were unbearable, and suddenly they cracked, splashing the soup and wine all over the floor.
Xin Zhuo's skin and fingers instantly dried up, and he had to stop and look up.
This scene, in fact, he expected it many times, Da Luo Dayan and the major holy land caves are not fools, once they find out their whereabouts, they will naturally be masters coming, and they will be killed with one blow. The layout is also pediatric, and he even thought that he might escape back to Da Zhou.
It's just that he really didn't expect that the battle of the Zhongyuan Tianque Canyon could end so quickly, and the Gu clan was hanging?
"Xin Zhuo, they are here to find you, as you said, the eldest husband walks in heaven and earth, doing something, and not doing something......" Ji Bixuan's sincere and painstaking persuasion.
"Xinzhuo! Your time of death has come! ”
A bell-like sound came from above, causing the surrounding buildings and rubble to hum.
There was no anger, no other emotion, as if he were saying something that was taken for granted.
This is indeed a matter of course, if this kind of lineup still can't kill Xin Zhuo, it is really the biggest joke in the world.
"Bang!"
Xin Zhuo suddenly shot like lightning, with nine-colored true qi, he pressed Ji Bixuan's head and slammed it on the table, and said word by word: "King Daqianjing, the descendants of the Ji clan of a mountain are in my hands, even if you do it, don't want to live if I die, you force it, when the Ji family on the mountain is crazy, don't want to live!"
“?”
Although Ji Bixuan had expected it, he was still blindsided, and couldn't help but scold angrily: "Xin Zhuo, you're really not a fucking thing, what does this have to do with me?" I kind of understand, you catch ghost fish, you just think about this day! ”
(End of chapter)