Hao Yougen, who was covered with injuries, took the Zuihou ultimatum issued by the Nine Princes: "Within three months, if you can't find the suppression, and if you can't catch Qiao Feng, you don't have to come back." Leaving the Nine Princes' Mansion in embarrassment, when he left, his gloomy eyes made people shudder.

"That waste of 'three family slaves', where is stronger than me, if you didn't plant a demon seed for him, how could he break through to the innate realm, for a demon slave, he dared to drink to me, and one day, I will let you kneel in front of me and beg me. Hao Yougen was ruthless, thinking viciously in his heart.

Reaching out to touch his faintly aching chest, Hao Yougen pondered that his ribs were broken at least a few times. I couldn't help but feel more hatred for the Nine Princes and Murong Fu in my heart.

"Lao Tzu has worked hard for you for so many years, and you dare to treat me like this, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. Hao Yougen's eyes rolled back and forth, as if he hesitated, and then became firm, as if he had made up his mind.

At the gate of the courtyard, the subordinate at the door handed the reins to Hao Yougen, and asked diligently: "Lord Qianhu, where are we going next?"

"This official has his own place to go. You go find a few chicks under the age of sixteen, clean them, and send them back to the official office for me to use when I come back. Remember to get a few jars of good wine to prepare. Hao Yougen didn't even give his subordinates a look, and said while getting on the horse. After speaking, he took out a money bag from his bosom, threw it to the man, and continued: "Take the brothers who went out on this mission and have fun, don't chill the hearts of the brothers. ”

"Okay, Lord Qianhu!" Seeing that there was money, his subordinates were elated, and obediently watched Hao Yougen ride his horse away. Immediately. Dodge away.

Wuliang Sword Lake Palace, it should be said that it is the Prince Sword Lake Annex, and it is also one of the secret strongholds of Yanyulou.

Duan Xing sat on the main chair of the underground interrogation room, watching Murong Fu being concocted little by little by Ximen's bleaching, which was not like a human voice, but rather like the howl of a beast.

One day, in just one day, Duan Xing got the news he wanted to know from Murong Fu's mouth, and Murong Fu's skill suddenly increased because Zhao Xiao, the ninth prince of the Great Song Dynasty, transmitted his power for him.

But Weishenme transmitted, but Murong Fu couldn't say why.

Duan Xing was inspecting Murong Fu's body. I found that the "power of divine choice" that I felt before I was there, that is, the "power of the Eight Heavenly Dragons", did exist. But only a little bit.

This thing is said to be divine power, but it is more accurate to say that it is the breath of divine power, and originally this breath was not put in Duan Xing's heart. Determine the source of the divine power breath and know who the next "God's chosen one" is. It was enough for Duan Xing.

didn't wait for Duan Xing to retract the true qi that had penetrated into Murong Fu's body. The faint breath seemed to have a consciousness of its own. Unexpectedly, he began to move around, trying to hide. Evade Duan Xing's detection.

This aroused Duan Xing's curiosity, and he thought in his heart: "Could it be that this is the special feature of Zhao Yu's 'power of divine choice'?" With questions, Duan Xing increased his exploration.

But no matter how Duan Xing urged his true qi to find it, that trace of divine choice power seemed to evaporate, completely disappearing in Murong Fu's body, making it impossible for Duan Xing to find it. Even Duan Xingzuihou forcibly rushed into Murong Fu's sea of knowledge with his true qi, but he couldn't find that trace of the power of the chosen choice to escape.

This made Duan Xing's mood worse, but worse was still to come.

If an ordinary person is forcibly invaded by an external force, he will lose his memory, have a splitting headache, or become a dementia, a waste, and no longer have the ability to take care of himself.

But Murong Fu somehow took shit luck, and was so stirred up by Duan Xing, his spiritual power skyrocketed, and his skill actually showed signs of breaking through, which made Duan Xing sigh: "Could it be that this guy is the protagonist, the more frustrated he is, the more powerful he is?"

I thought that I would kill Murong Fu with one sword, but after thinking about it, it was better to study the method of controlling people's hearts and minds from the "Supreme Heavenly Demon Charm Dafa" and "Heavenly Demon Strategy" on Murong Fu and see how it worked.

A scene that made Duan Xing vomit blood appeared. Although Duan Xing's divine sense and spiritual power had become many times stronger than ordinary people under the cultivation of the "Casting God Chapter", as soon as he came into contact with Murong Fu's sea of knowledge, he was forcibly pushed out by Murong Fu's soaring spiritual power.

Looking at Murong Fu's arrogant and smug smile, Duan Xing didn't believe in evil and urged his spiritual power to attack again, and after finally rushing into Murong Fu's sea of knowledge, that trace of the power of divine choice that Duan Xing couldn't find suddenly appeared, and with lightning speed, he gathered the scattered spiritual power of Murong Fu, and gave Duan Xing, who was caught off guard, fierce.

Buzzing, Duan Xing felt that his head was knocked with a big hammer, and he was dizzy in pain, and he couldn't find the north. Duan Xing, who was in a hurry, took out the "Six-Vein Divine Sword" and broke Murong Fu's hamstrings.

As soon as he got back into his chair, Duan Xing looked at Ximen's torture of Murong Fu, wanting to try if he could force Murong Fu to have a nervous breakdown, and then regain control of Murong Fu's Zhihai.

Seven full days have passed, and Murong Fu has been made inhuman by Ximen Blowing Blood, but Ximen Blowing Blood is very interested in doing all kinds of different and novel experiments on Murong Fu every day.

A rare congenital master to make shiyan products, Ximen blows blood and doesn't make good use of it, and he is worthy of the name of abusing and killing him.

Taking advantage of Murong Fu's trance, Duan Xing suddenly asked, "Is Gu Mozhi like you, and has also been passed on by Zhao Xiao?"

Murong Fu replied in a daze, "I...... I don't know, I just know that the two of them are like ...... There seems to be a partnership...... Behind Gumazhi was the support of Tubo and Western Xia...... Both countries have masters...... Zhao Xiao...... Zhao Yan didn't dare to ...... him Attack him. ”

"Could it be that Gu Mozhi is a puppet master created by another God's Chosen One? But the God's Chosen Power should all have different characteristics, how can the same situation occur...... Or is there other hidden ways to use the power of God's choice that I don't know?" Duan Xing's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, thinking seriously.

"If you can really divide your God's chosen power into pieces and pass it on to others, wouldn't it be possible to quickly form a large number of masters?" Duan Xing thought about the possibilities, very excited. Thinking that he might be able to have a large number of innate masters as his subordinates immediately, he was very proud.

But Duan Xing thought about it, even if he could quickly create a master, how many masters should they have cultivated behind the innate masters such as Gu Mozhi and Murong Fu......

Thinking of this, Duan Xing's face suddenly became difficult to look at, it seemed that the battle of the Chosen One was far from being as easy as he imagined. A gray-clothed boy who hadn't grown up before almost killed himself.

The Holy Maiden Luya, who is now her own woman, would not have had a chance to surrender her if it weren't for the fact that she didn't inspire the power of God's choice, she couldn't sense herself, and she didn't know that she was a hostile person. Even so, Luya almost made herself her slave.

The outlook is not optimistic!

Duan Xing looked at Murong Fu, who was tortured again and fell into a coma, thought about it, walked to the other party's side, used his magic skills, and repeated the sentence three times in a row, directly through Murong Fu's ears, into the other party's sea of knowledge. Then he motioned to Ximen to blow blood and throw Murong Fu outside Dali City.

Ximen Blowing Blood looked at Murong Fu with some regret, these days, thanks to Murong Fu's promotion to the innate realm, his recovery power surpasses that of ordinary people, which makes Ximen Blowing Blood a lot of torture ideas come true, let alone trying, ordinary people will faint when they see it.

A little unwillingly, he said to Duan Xing: "Lord, I really want to let this kid go, this kid is a master of the innate realm, be careful to let the tiger return to the mountain!"

Duan Xing glanced at Ximen with deep meaning and said: "It's okay, as long as you don't have different intentions, so that you can follow this king, this king will not only ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing, but also enjoy all the glory and wealth." In the future, even if you advance to the innate realm, it is not impossible. ”

Simon blew blood and laughed embarrassedly: "Hey, the lord still knows the mind of his subordinates." The subordinates don't have any other ideas, but they don't have enough skills now, and I'm afraid that they won't be able to help the lord in the future......"

"This king knows what you are thinking, and after a while, I will let Wukong teach you new exercises, and whether you can be promoted to the innate depends on your creation. ”

The eyes of several high-level killers of Yanyulou who were waiting next to him lit up at the same time, for these people, all wealth and women have to be in the back row in front of martial arts, and they are strong in martial arts, so they can come with whatever they want.

Simon knelt on the ground first and said excitedly: "Thank you Lord for rewarding the exercises." ”

Several other people also followed the example of Simon blowing blood, and said in unison: "Thank you Lord for rewarding the exercises." ”

Duan Xing looked at the killers kneeling on the ground, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking...... (To be continued......)

PS: On the new Monday, the little monk appeared again, brazenly begging for votes, asking for votes, and asking for all kinds of tickets!!