This kind of title is a bit unexpected. You must know that there is a big difference between a slave and a subordinate, and a disciple.

There are not a few half-step powers who devote themselves to the sitting of powerful people, but except for some disciples who are sect branches, others generally refer to these true monarchs as subordinates, and more as Dao brothers.

The life and death of the slave are in the hands of the master.

The slender figure didn't turn his head, nor did he let Zhao Jingcheng stand up, but said lightly: "Didn't I tell you, there is nothing to do, don't disturb my peace." ”

"Master, the slave is bold, and he doesn't dare to disturb your old man's cultivation, it's really ...... There is really one thing that the minion has to report to you. ”

As Zhao Jingcheng spoke, he kowtowed on the ground and continued: "The son of the slave was hung on the stone pillar by Fang Ling, the true monarch of Wuyue, for no reason, and said that he wanted the slave's son to nod his head. ”

"If Fang Ling just killed the slave's son, then the slave wouldn't dare to disturb your peace with this kind of thing. ”

"It's really the slave who is afraid, that Fang Ling knows that the slave is your subordinate, and he still treats the slave's son like this. Is there some conspiracy he is deliberately targeting you?"

"Even if my little brute is broken to pieces, in the eyes of the minion, it is not a big deal, but the minion is afraid that something will happen that threatens the safety of the adult, which one is stronger?

After saying these words, Zhao Jingcheng knelt quietly on the stone, not daring to move at all, let alone breathing, even if his eyes were rolling.

"Palm!" A faint voice suddenly sounded in the void at this moment.

Zhao Jingcheng who heard this voice. His expression darkened a lot, but he didn't hesitate. Directly opened the bow left and right on his face with the palm of his hand, and fanned it fiercely. It's just a moment. His face was swollen.

Drops of blood continued to flow down from the corners of his mouth with his slap.

Zhao Jingcheng didn't dare to look at the blood shed, it was like a slap in his face just now, and it wasn't hit on his face at all.

I don't know how long it took before the voice sounded in the void again: "Do you know why I want you to slap your own mouth?"

"The slave knows the crime, and the slave does not dare to deceive the true king. It's really a slave who was confused for a while, and in order to save his son, he gave birth to this little trick. Zhao Jingcheng said this, and continued: "The slave has betrayed the trust of the true monarch, and I ask the true monarch to punish him." ”

The voice snorted lightly: "Even if you still understand the matter, this matter can end here." But you remember for me, and next time in the future, I will ask for your life. ”

A half-step mighty life. In the mouth of this true monarch, it is like the life of a cat and a dog, and it has no value. And Zhao Jingcheng thanked the owner of the voice for his indescribable grace.

"You wait a minute, take my decree. Let that Fang Ling immediately release people to make amends, humming, thinking that he could make a draw with that fool from the fire. Do you dare to challenge my authority? ”

"It's just a barbarian, I really don't know how thick the sky is. If it weren't for the fact that they were still of some use, now would not be the time to take their lives. Where can they be bouncing!"

After the figure said this, the light in the mirror flashed, and a golden decree fell into Zhao Jingcheng's hand.

Zhao Jingcheng held this decree with both hands, and kowtowed six more heads on the ground, and then left the cave house respectfully.

The golden light of the treasure mirror began to slowly converge, and the figure in the treasure mirror still did not turn his head, but at the moment when Zhao Jingcheng closed the door, the figure said faintly: "Dirty dog thing, let you become a half-step power, and you still can't change the virtue of the obscene embryo!"

"When I obtain the dragon pattern golden book and complete the tasks assigned above, I will teach you barbarians a big lesson, and there are people in the province who don't know how thick the sky is. ”

The title of Tu Barbarian, in the mouth of the person in the mirror, not only hung on Fang Ling's body, but even Zhao Jingcheng, who was the servant of this person, was also called Tu Barbarian by this person.

The billowing light slowly dimmed, and the palace and the flowers and trees had disappeared cleanly, except for an ancient mirror hanging high in the cave, as if nothing had happened.

Outside the Yin Mansion, looking at the lively people, it was like a tide, although they were far away, but the fingers pointing and the sound that came to his ears from time to time made Zhao Junchu very uncomfortable.

"Let the stubborn stone nod, hehe, this kind of thing, I'm afraid it's hard to do even if it consumes people to death!"

"You can't do it, maybe Zhao Dazhen can do it, don't forget, people have a half-step powerful father!"

"What can a half-step powerful father do, that is omnipotent? I don't know how thick the sky is, hehe, it's not a dead end, speaking of this person, he really can't look too much like Zhao Junchu, what is this kid not good at, he dares to provoke Wuyue Zhenjun. ”

"If I look at it once, he must be dead!"

"That's nature, can someone like him get out alive?"

For these discussions, Zhao Junchu was scared and shocked when he heard it, it has been four days, and Zhao Junchu, who has not had a little bit of water and rice falling into his stomach, feels extremely uncomfortable at this time, and now if he is given a choice, even if he is killed, he will not dare to harass Yin Qingjun again.

The four days and four nights without cultivation were so sad that he had an urge to die now. But now that he wants to die, it has become not easy for him.

Three days ago, he had been at a standstill not to speak to the stone, because he knew that the stone would not speak at all, even if he could wear out his mouth.

But now, he was already a little hot-headed, and he talked to the stone in a mess, and the main meaning of his words was to ask the stone to help him and say something, so that he could be released.

More than a day passed, and the stone ignored him, but he still couldn't help but talk to the stone.

At this moment, he saw his father stepping on a three-colored cloud, floating from a distance.

Zhao Jingcheng's arrival can be said to have attracted the attention of quite a lot of people, after all, Zhao Jun's incident has caused a lot of uproar in the world.

Although none of the Primordial Ancestors showed up on this matter, secretly, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at this matter.

Not only because Zhao Jingcheng is a half-step power, but also because behind him, there is also a free true monarch.

The True Monarch of Freedom, the most mysterious of the True Monarchs of the Righteous Path, and the True Monarch of the Dark Night of the Demon Path, the two of them have not shown any trace for many years.

But the existence of these two people makes all the strength in the world dare not ignore it, even if it is the Xuanhuo Gate, for these two true monarchs, there is a certain respect.

And the newly rising Wuyue Zhenjun, whose origin is equally mysterious, and his shot is extraordinary, can be described as another difficult to provoke in the world.

Now, many people are talking about whether Xiaoyao Zhenjun will come forward for Zhao Jingcheng in this matter.

Zhao Jingcheng did not use his divine sense to look for Fang Ling, but lightly descended from the three-colored cloud, and then walked in the direction of the Yin family.

Zhao Jingcheng didn't come, and the Yin family could pretend that they didn't know anything, but when Zhao Jingcheng came, the old man Yin of the Yin family came out to greet him in person.

"Old Ancestor Zhao, this matter is really ......" Old Man Yin's words were not finished, Zhao Jingcheng waved his hand and said: "The dog is to blame, where is this old man?"

"Please also ask the old man to introduce me, and ask to see Fang Zhenjun below. ”

Old Man Yin frowned for a moment, and then said, "Although Fang Zhenjun is in our Yin family, to be honest, I haven't seen Fang Zhenjun these days. ”

"Old Ancestor Zhao, if you want to ask to see Old Ancestor Fang, you can only go there in person. ”

Zhao Jingcheng nodded, he understood that the head of the wealthy Yin family was unwilling to get involved in this matter.

If it was not the old man of the Yin family who spoke to him, but another mortal, he could not say that he would end this person's life with one palm.

But this old man Yin, he can't be offended. It's not that Old Man Yin has a Xuanhuo Gate standing behind him, but another reason.

Therefore, for Old Man Yin, who has nothing to do with this matter, he can only open one eye and close one eye.

According to Old Man Yin's instructions, Zhao Jingcheng came to the small courtyard where Fang Ling lived, and he said respectfully: "Under Zhao Jingcheng, meet Wuyue Zhenjun." ”

Half an hour later, the door was gently pushed open, and a little maid who looked to be more than ten years old gently opened the door.

"Please come here!" That little maid has not been cultivated, that is, the most ordinary mortal.

However, Zhao Jingcheng still thanked this little maid, after all, this little maid came over according to Fang Ling's orders.

The sound of the piano is like flowing water, smooth in the small courtyard.

Under the blue trees and red flowers, a young woman in a purple dress is playing the guqin like flowing water.

Although Zhao Jingcheng just glanced at the woman, this glance made a trace of sigh rise in his heart.

At this time, he was even willing to exchange the three hundred beauties in his cave for this woman.

At this moment, he also understood why his son was crazy about pursuing this woman. If it were to be himself, although he would be more scruples, he might make the same choice as his son.

But the thought only flashed in his mind, and then his attention was on the body of a man who was sitting casually on a stone bench.

This man, who is in his twenties, sits quietly on the stone bench, and at first glance, he looks like an ordinary son.

But his aura that seemed to be integrated with all things made Zhao Jingcheng determine at the first time that this person was the famous Wuyue True Monarch.

"The small bridge is flowing water, the smoke and rain are in the south of the Yangtze River, it's a pity!" When the song was finished, the young man said faintly. (To be continued......)

ps: The second shift is coming, and today the two watches are R1292