The breeze blew on the sparkling lake surface and hit the faces of Ji Pixuan, Zhou Waner and Bai Xuanji. The three of them looked at Xin Zhuo's panic with a bit of scrutiny. This seemed to be a very interesting thing, but it was destined to happen. disappointed.
Xin Zhuo didn't have too many expression fluctuations, and didn't even blink his eyelids. He was still focused on fishing.
What he had been worried about finally happened. However, he could not leave before getting accurate information from Daqian. So he wants to take a gamble. If he doesn't dare to gamble in life, what's the difference between it and salted fish?
What's more, even if he is a quasi-sage master, he is not completely incapable of leaving. After months of tinkering, there are all ways to escape under the government office!
In addition, he understood that Gou Xianhe and Xue Ji, although the news they delivered was terrible, they had at least calculated the time, which meant that they still had quite a while.
So, there’s no rush!
"you……"
Ji Pixuan seemed to realize something, and the gloating on his face disappeared little by little, "It's not good..."
Xin Zhuo did not answer, but suddenly picked up the fishing rod, tightened the fishing line, and a three-color giant carp jumped out of the water and shouted: "Come here!"
A dozen eunuchs and guards ran out from behind the rockery in the distance. They hurriedly grabbed the carp and hurriedly sent it to the kitchen.
Xin Zhuo threw the fishing rod, waved his sleeves, turned around and said with a smile: "Let's go!"
Ji Pixuan and the other three followed him silently, with extremely complicated emotions. How could a person who was born as a country bandit have such courage? Could he really be the ancient emperor, the supreme clone or the reincarnation?
The kitchen was not far away, and it arrived in a blink of an eye. A group of cooks had already respectfully killed the fish and prepared the condiments.
A palace maid carefully tied Xin Zhuo's apron.
Ji Pixuan was dumbfounded and asked in disbelief: "Not to mention the gentleman's old and sour talk from the chef, but now there are so many masters coming to kill you, and you are cooking fish here?"
"Thousands of sails are passing by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of spring trees are in front of the diseased trees!" Xin Zhuo said calmly.
Zhou Waner and Bai Xuanji tasted it for a while, their eyes brightened slightly.
Ji Pixuan frowned and said: "Good poetry. It is said that you have read all the Confucian classics and are good at poetry, songs, and military affairs. It is interesting, but what does this have to do with what I am asking you?"
"Good question!" Xin Zhuo skillfully poured animal oil into the pot, "What does my cooking of fish have to do with you?"
Ji Pixuan opened his mouth, then simply kept silent and put his hands in his sleeves as if to watch.
"Zizzi..."
"Wow..."
After half a stick of incense, a fat girl's big carp was roasted and put on a large porcelain plate. Xin Zhuo picked it up personally, walked into the middle of an elegant courtyard, and placed it on the jade table that had been prepared.
He sat down gracefully, picked up the chopsticks, took a sip, chewed and tasted slowly, then picked up the wine glass and drank it.
This is an extremely ordinary thing, and it has no appeal to Yuanji realm masters who have been living in the world for many years. However, Ji Bixuan and Bai Xuanji looked at it with a bit of greed.
Xin Zhuo waved his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Zhou Waner and Bai Xuanji looked at each other, sat down, picked up their chopsticks to taste, their eyes lit up, it obviously tasted good.
Ji Pixuan originally wanted to show off, but he couldn't hold it back. He sat down across from him, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite, and said calmly: "The three-color carp in the center of the lake is born from the spiritual veins in the ground, and its meat is delicious. , then cook it with animal oil, add star anise, Gou's son, Hui Lingxiang, Zuixianma as an auxiliary, add folk old sauce and mature vinegar, well, not bad, it has a unique flavor. If you can survive, go to Daqian Restaurant to make it Not a bad chef!”
Xin Zhuo said: "Whether I can survive or not depends mainly on you."
Ji Pixuan's face froze, and the fish in his mouth suddenly lost its flavor.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
At this moment, the kings and ministers of Dazhou, Daluo Dayan disciples, Ferry father and son, Yuan Yourong, Qingxuan and others came in quickly and fell into the courtyard one after another, all with pale faces.
"Father/Your Majesty..."
Ji Yu, Su Wuji, Jian Jiuqing, Shui Qingliu and others were extremely frightened and desperate.
"Zhuo'er!"
Liu Qingfeng said hurriedly: "Why don't you leave? The Battle of Tianque in the Central Plains is over, and a large number of masters suddenly arrived!"
"Brother Xin, please be kind and give us the antidote!"
Xiao Jingyi, Ferry Du and his son, Yuan Yourong, Guizhizi, Wujiang, Bai Qingqing and others saluted sincerely and helplessly. They were just afraid that Xin Zhuo would survive this time. If he died and the antidote was not given, everyone present would They all have to be buried together. This is really nonsense.
Ji Pixuan, Bai Xuanji and Zhou Waner also looked at Xin Zhuo with tense expressions.
Xin Zhuo is still eating fish, and you can't even see any emotional fluctuations in his eyes and face.
"Buzz——"
At this time, the surrounding breeze suddenly stopped, as if it was sucked away by some powerful force.
It was deathly quiet in all directions, except for the rapid breathing of countless people.
Then one, two, three... dozens of pressures descended, and dozens of thoughts locked tightly on this place.
These pressures and thoughts are not overwhelming, but they are enough to kill everything and strangle everything. Even the thick city walls and buildings cannot bear it, making a slight "creak" sound.
In a trance, three human faces were bigger than the mountains, covering the sky in the east, west and south. They were a kind-faced old man's face, an old woman's face full of wrinkles and sinister eyes, and a man's face in his fifties.
Three big faces looked straight down, giving people a sense of fear coming from giant things.
"Above" the three faces sat three octogenarians in the void. Their faces were thin and sharp, and their eyes were tightly closed.
At a slightly lower position, there are thirty-six figures, some male and female, some old and some young. They are all wearing wide robes and long sleeves. They are dressed in medieval or ancient clothes. Their aura is dark, and around them are Martial Saint Soldiers that can collapse mountains and seas. !
Dongfang, Mie Ling, Dayan Quasi-Sage Seventh Degree, three great powers, nine superior saints, saints, and twenty-seven elders from the major cave heaven holy places have arrived!
This sky full of empty and oppressive postures looks like the sky full of gods and Buddhas coming to earth!
Any one of them seemed to be stronger than Xin Zhuo when he was at his strongest.
These people represent the strongest power under the super sects with hundreds of thousands of miles around and the saints in the Holy Land. Even the most arrogant people can only be horrified!
There were people in the courtyard who were weak-minded and shallow in cultivation and knelt down on the spot, trembling with fear.
Xiao Jingyi, Supreme Birdman, Yuan Yourong, Ferry and his son also trembled with breath and bowed in panic!
Bai Xuanji who was at the table also stood up quickly.
Only Ji Pixuan and Zhou Waner were still sitting and looking at Xin Zhuo with strange eyes.
"Crunch!"
The fish plate and wine glass couldn't bear it and suddenly broke, spilling soup and wine all over the floor.
Xin Zhuo's skin and fingers instantly became dry and cracked, and he had no choice but to stop and look up.
In fact, he had expected this scene many times. Daluo Dayan and the major holy places Dongtian were not fools. Once they found out their whereabouts, experts would naturally come and kill them with one strike. The layout was all child's play, and he even thought that he might escape back to Dazhou.
It's just that he really didn't expect that the battle in Zhongyuan Tianque Canyon would end so quickly. The ancient clan would die?
"Xin Zhuo, they are here to find you. As you said, a real man walks in heaven and earth, and he does what he does and what he doesn't do..." Ji Bixuan persuaded sincerely and earnestly.
"Xin Zhuo! Your death has come!"
A loud bell-like sound came from above, causing the surrounding buildings and rubble to buzz.
There was no anger or any other emotion in this voice, as if he was saying something that was natural.
This is indeed a matter of course. If this lineup still can't kill Xin Zhuo, it would be the biggest joke in the world.
"boom!"
Xin Zhuo suddenly struck like lightning, with nine colors of true energy, he held down Ji Pixuan's head and slammed it on the table, and said word by word: "The descendants of the Ji family of King Qianjing and Daoshan are in my hands, you can take action." , He won’t even think about living if I die, you’re forcing me, and when the Ji family on Yishan Mountain goes crazy, you won’t even think about living!”
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Although Ji Pixuan had expected it, he was still confused and couldn't help scolding: "Xin Zhuo, you are really not a fucking thing, what does this have to do with me? I finally understand, you catch ghost fish, you just I’m thinking about this day!”
(End of chapter)
