Chapter Ninety-Seven, Negotiations
The cold wind hit again, and Lin Zheng wrapped his clothes uncomfortably: "If it wasn't for the snacks, I would be angry." ”
As he spoke, Lin Zheng turned around and found that the person who came was not Chen Rongbing, but a tall man dressed in a group.
"Want to eat a snack?" Wang Zixuan saw that Lin Zheng was unharmed, and his terrifying momentum was all retracted, as if he had become an ordinary person, sitting next to Lin Zheng, and reaching out to take out a small wooden box from his arms.
Wang Zixuan opened the small box and put it in Lin Zheng's hand: "Eat, this is your favorite snack." ”
Lin Zheng was not polite, put the soft color wrapped in white paper in the small box into his mouth, and only after eating the sweetness did Lin Zheng remember to talk to Wang Zixuan: "Where have we met?"
"Huh?" Wang Zixuan thought that it was impossible for Lin Zheng to know himself with amnesia, but he didn't expect that he still had some impressions of himself, and the joy that could not be concealed was revealed from his bright eyes, and he washed away the dust.
Wang Zixuan chuckled and nodded: "We have met." ”
Lin Zheng nodded unexpectedly: "I just said that the taste of this sugar is somewhat familiar, it turns out that I have eaten it before." ”
Wang Zixuan smiled dumbly, it turned out that Lin Zheng didn't remember himself, but remembered the taste of the candy.
At this time, Chen Rongbing pushed open the door and looked at Wang Zixuan vigilantly with a sword in his hand: "Who are you, why have I never seen you on the mountain?"
Wang Zixuan knew that there was a woman in the ear room early in the morning, and he was naturally not surprised that Chen Rongbing pushed the door in, he stood up and moved Chen Rongbing with one finger to move the iron sword pointed at him: "You have been taking care of you since you lost your memory?"
"Tiannian?" Chen Rongbing was puzzled at first when he heard this name, and then understood that the tall man in front of him was referring to Lin Zheng.
"It's me taking care of Lin Zheng, but who are you?" Chen Rongbing saw that Wang Zixuan easily removed his sword blade, and understood that he was not his opponent, so he delayed his time and asked.
"Whatever your intentions, since you have taken care of Tiannian, I thank you here in advance. Wang Zixuan clenched his fists and thanked him, but before Chen Rongbing could speak, he suddenly moved his hand and pulled Chen Rongbing behind him.
Before Chen Rongbing could react, a terrifying true qi smashed the gate and rushed straight towards Wang Zixuan.
Wang Zixuan snorted coldly and raised his hand and pressed it violently, and this rushing terrifying true qi was immediately pressed to the ground by Wang Zixuan, shattering the ground of the entire room.
Chen Rongbing only reacted at this time, and after seeing everything in front of her, she realized that Wang Zixuan was not trying to do it to herself, but protecting herself.
"Lord Wang, what a great official, you dare to break into the Jade Void Palace alone, aren't you afraid that I will leave you here?"
Through the shattered gate, Wang Zixuan saw that the person who came was an old man in a brown robe, who was none other than Qin Zhichun, the Three Sages of Kunlun.
Wang Zixuan smiled contemptuously: "Let me stay here? I'm afraid you don't even have the qualifications to let me draw my sword." ”
As if deliberately provocative, Wang Zixuan patted the sword on his waist as he spoke.
"Huh. Qin Zhichun smiled faintly, not provoked by Wang Zixuan at all: "I may not be enough alone, but the masters of Kunlun Mountain are like clouds, I don't know if the Three Saints of Kunlun can take you down?"
In the face of Qin Zhichun's intimidation, Wang Zixuan was not afraid, raised his hand and pulled out the sword at his waist, the edge of the blade was terrifying, and the sword intent that came out turned into a violent wind and swept the wind and snow.
"Great Wind Sword!" Qin Zhichun took a step back, calmed down for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Even if it is a Great Wind Sword, what can it be? ”
"Then let him come. Wang Zixuan sneered: "I, Wang Zixuan, are standing here, I see who can stop me from taking Tiannian down the mountain!"
Saying that, Wang Zixuan pressed towards Qin Zhichun step by step, Qin Zhichun's strength was not as good as him, and he had the Great Wind Sword in his hand, and he could slash Qin Zhichun under the sword in a moment.
Qin Zhichun was originally a little afraid, but after feeling a familiar aura slowly approaching, he slowly relaxed his heart: "It's too late, Kunlun is kind enough to let you come and go? ”
After that, Qin Zhichun made a bold move, and under the impetus of the huge True Qi, his speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he came to Wang Zixuan's side, and slapped it with a sharp palm under Wang Zixuan's ribs.
Wang Zixuan's expression was already cold, and in the face of Qin Zhichun's palm, he chose to stab a sword at his eyebrows, already wanting to exchange his injuries for his life.
"If you can hurt me in the palm of your hand, you will die as you deserve. ”
Wang Zixuan's voice sounded like a death knell, Qin Zhichun didn't expect Wang Zixuan to be so fierce, it was too late to dodge, and he would die under Wang Zixuan's sword in the next moment.
In just a split second, the winner was decided.
In an instant, Qin Zhichun had already decided to condense the strength of his whole body in this palm, since he had already exchanged his life for injury, he would make Wang Zixuan completely lose the strength to fight again.
Between the lightning and flint, a low groan like a bell came to Qin Zhichun's ears, and then as if there was a huge pull, Qin Zhichun's body suddenly pulled out and instantly moved away from Wang Zixuan, and Wang Zixuan's sword was also stabbed in the air.
Wang Zixuan's eyes looked coldly at the courtyard gate, where a figure was standing, and Qin Zhichun was also pulled to his side by this person.
"The Lord is here?" Wang Zixuan didn't succeed in killing Qin Zhichun, and he wasn't annoyed, and turned to look at the standing figure.
"The Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion, with an army of 500,000 in his hands, in order to plot chaos and politics, sixty skills of cultivation, no matter which one of them is pressed on a person who is less than thirty years old, it can be regarded as a young man, and now it is all gathered on you, it is enough to shock the world. ”
The mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain smiled lightly: "I don't know if if I leave you here, Kunlun Mountain will shock the world again?"
As soon as the words fell, the whole body cultivation of the master of Kunlun Mountain was displayed again, and the cultivation of the ninety points exploded, and the entire Kunlun Mountain seemed to be shaking slightly.
Wang Zixuan frowned, and when the Great Wind Sword in his hand roared, a thousand zhang of wind and snow rolled up, and the entire Jade Void Palace was shrouded in wind and snow, as dim as the end of the world.
In the vast white wind and snow, a few strands of red yarn fluttered in the wind, as if a beautiful and moving woman was dancing in the boundless snow.
The mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain immediately recognized that it was precisely because of Kong Jilan and Yuan Luoxue's marriage that the red silk was arranged in the Yuxu Palace.
"Stop!" The mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain immediately made a decision, and restrained his true qi, of course he was not afraid of Wang Zixuan, but he couldn't let Wang Zixuan ruin his precious daughter's family affairs!
Wang Zixuan saw that the mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain stopped, and also put away the gale sword, he was confident that he could go down the mountain safely, but after the mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain showed his ninety skills of cultivation, it was already impossible for him to take Lin Zheng away, since the mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain stopped doing things, things would naturally take a turn for the better.
The mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain stood on the spot and pondered for a long time before he spoke: "You want to take Lin Zheng away?"
Wang Zixuan saw the appearance of the mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain, and knew that there was room for negotiation, so he readily admitted: "That's what I mean." ”
The mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain nodded: "It's not that you can't take people away, but it will take some time." ”
"What do you mean?" Wang Zixuan frowned, what he wanted was naturally to take Lin Zheng away immediately, but looking at the meaning of the mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain, it seemed that he was not ready to let himself take Lin Zheng now?
The mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain thought for a while and said: "You are a smart person, I will say it directly, I am the lord of Kunlun Mountain and I am also a father, compared to you, you can also see that the little girl is about to get married recently, if you are allowed to use the Great Wind Sword, the little girl's family affairs will probably be ruined." ”
"Then let me take Lin Zheng down the mountain, and I will guarantee that your Kunlun family affairs will go smoothly. Wang Zixuan made a decision immediately, ready to give up the alliance and leave with 500,000 troops by himself, without his help, Li Jiunian would naturally give up this action.
The mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain shook his head: "I said, at the same time, I am also the mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain, it is impossible for Yan Liang to go down the mountain, and the Heavenly Master Pavilion Lord behind you may not agree." ”
Wang Zixuan looked at Lin Zheng, who was lighting the stove, and frowned: "What do you mean?"
"You go down the mountain now, tomorrow I will lead the Kunlun high-level to fight with you down the mountain, during this period I guarantee Lin Zheng's safety, if I defeat Lin Zheng, you can take it with you, how about it?"
The mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain spoke his mind.
"Going down the mountain to fight?" Wang Zixuan frowned, he didn't know what the mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain thought, and he was ready to give up the natural advantages of Kunlun Mountain.
The mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain naturally saw Wang Zixuan's thoughts and said helplessly: "Tomorrow is the wedding date of the little girl." ”
Wang Zixuan nodded, and after thinking for a while, he turned his head to look at Lin Zheng again: "What about Yan Liang, if Kunlun is defeated, Yan Liang and I will also take it away." ”
Hearing this, the mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain asked suspiciously: "Yan Liang doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, why do you have to bring Yan Liang?"
Wang Zixuan snorted coldly: "The person you took the Heavenly Master Pavilion will naturally come here again Tiannian, I don't want Tiannian to be captured by you again." ”
The mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain was helpless, and after thinking about it, he said, "If Yan Liang succeeds in leaving an heir, why don't I let you take him away?"
Wang Zixuan discussed with the mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain for a long time, and after everything was confirmed, he turned to face Lin Zheng, and took out a small box from his arms: "You eat this candy slowly, and I will pick you up tomorrow." ”
Lin Zheng, who had never been able to light the stove on the side, saw the candy that Wang Zixuan handed him, and nodded unceremoniously and put it away.
"Tomorrow at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, I promise not to disturb your daughter's marriage, but I want to see Tiannian safe and sound, otherwise I will destroy Kunlun Mountain. Wang Zixuan was about to leave after speaking.
At this time, Lin Zheng suddenly called Wang Zixuan: "Are you helping me make conditions?"
Wang Zixuan looked back at Lin Zheng and said softly, "What do you want? ”
Lin Zheng immediately nodded and said, "This fire can't be lit, change me to a warmer room." ”
Wang Zixuan looked at the amnesiac Lin Zheng when he heard this, and felt a little cute in his heart, so he said: "I won't freeze you, when I take you down the mountain tomorrow, I will build you as many yards as you want, if you like me, how about building you a palace?"