When their eyes met, it was as if the tips of needles were facing each other.
The Lord of Chixu City had a burning gaze, and Song Ziyu was neither humble nor arrogant. He completely ignored the pressure of the Lord of Chixu City... Everyone else here was submissive, including Dong Cuishan who was following Song Ziyu, who also looked like a quail.
"Your Excellency is very courageous. You are not afraid at all when you see me." The Chixu City Lord's eyes gradually became sharper, as sharp as a flying eagle blade.
While the Lord of Chixu City was looking at Song Ziyu, Song Ziyu was also observing this thin middle-aged man.
But seeing that his divine light was restrained and not emitting, and his temples were slightly bulging, Song Ziyu could almost conclude that this person should be a master with quite good cultivation.
As for how high it is, it's probably as high as three or four stories.
"Are you really not afraid at all?"
The Lord of Chixu City asked again.
"What are you afraid of? Why should you be afraid? The city lord seems to be a fairy-like person. It's too late for people to get close to him. He's afraid of a ball." Song Ziyu seemed to be answering the wrong question, but in fact he meant something.
After saying this, Song Ziyu spit out a mouthful of phlegm, shocking everyone's jaws.
"Hahahaha, you are a bit interesting." The Lord of Chixu City smiled like a bell instead of getting angry.
"City Lord, you are quite interesting too." Song Ziyu responded calmly.
"Very good, I like courageous young people like you!"
As he said that, the Lord of Chixu City stretched out his hand with a smile on his face, apparently to shake hands with Song Ziyu.
This represents an important etiquette in the civilized era. I didn't expect that the wasteland world would still inherit it.
Song Ziyu did not doubt that he was there, and stretched out his hand to hold it with Lin Daoyu, the lord of Chixu City.
Then, Song Ziyu knew that was not the case.
In an era where people like to kneel down, there is probably only one situation for shaking hands...
As soon as he put his hands together, Song Ziyu felt an overwhelming force coming from him.
Good guy!
The Lord of Chixu City actually used himself to practice his skills!
Is this testing yourself or looking down on yourself?
Or do you simply want to suppress yourself?
Song Ziyu is not used to this kind of provocative behavior at all.
With his eyes widened, Song Ziyu responded directly with all his strength.
Power like a dragon and a tiger was released from his body. Song Ziyu held nothing back. His five fingers were like forged iron, and the blue veins were faintly visible in the Chixu City Lord's hand when he pinched it. Then, a funny scene happened.
In front of everyone, the two eldest men looked at each other like two kings, making the servants of the city lord's mansion look stunned.
How deep does the relationship between two people need to be for them to hold hands for a long time and not want to let go?
It seems to be polite to hug a girl, but this man and this man are so passionate about each other, I can't stand it.
…
This wrestling process was not long, and soon the Lord of Chixu City took the initiative to weaken his strength and gave a signal of weakness.
Song Ziyu was very understanding and immediately cooperated to relieve the pressure.
Song Ziyu is a sensible person, and the city lord cannot make a fool of himself in such an occasion.
Although he has some ability, his ability is not great enough to make him an enemy of the entire city.
Moreover, in Song Ziyu's philosophy, there are ten thousand ways to offend people, but there is no such thing as pinching your palms... Even stepping on your toes is more insulting than this.
"Not bad, not bad, young people are energetic." The hand that the Chixu City Lord retracted was faintly trembling, but the City Lord didn't say anything on his face.
"The city lord is also very good." Song Ziyu said lightly.
"Hey, it's interesting...please come with me." The Lord of Chixu City waved his hand in an inviting gesture.
Song Ziyu was not modest either, and walked into the city lord's mansion carelessly.
In the palace of the city lord, the servants have prepared wine and food. Song Ziyu sat at the top seat generously, Dong Cuishan had the honor to accompany the last seat, a group of ministers were waiting on him, and several graceful singers were dancing. The scene seemed harmonious.
Looking at the table of hard food, Song Ziyu started to eat happily without saying a word.
What diva?
What dancing?
Those are all clouds.
Since arriving in the city-state of Miluo, Song Ziyu has never had a decent meal, such a sumptuous meal. This is the first time, and Song Ziyu thinks of it as a toothpaste.
Looking at Song Ziyu who was devouring his food, the Lord of Chixu City had an inexplicable smile on his face.
The ministers of the city lord's palace looked frightened.
In the eyes of these close ministers, this is the first guy who dares to be so disrespectful in front of the Lord of the City!
The ministers knew that if it had been anyone else, the Lord of the City would have been dragged down and executed!
But he didn't know why the city lord was so conniving with this person.
…
There are five flavors of food, three bottles of wine, and three dances.
Seeing that Song Ziyu was enjoying his meal, the Lord of Chixu City clapped his hands, and his ministers wisely took out the hanging red wine that had been prepared long ago and presented it to him.
"These are the rewards for killing the blood skeleton. Let's take stock."
The Lord of Chixu City said.
Song Ziyu looked at the city-state currency and some insignificant things on the table, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Where is the medicine I need to regenerate amputated limbs?" Song Ziyu asked.
There was nothing else to do, I just came here for the potion to regenerate severed limbs.
Upon hearing the inquiry, the Lord of Chixu City shook his head and said, "No."
"No?" Song Ziyu's blood pressure rose instantly!
The Lord of Chixu City nodded and said: "Logically, this thing should be given to you, but because we don't have the raw materials required for the preparation of this potion, there is nothing we can do."
"No?" Song Ziyu looked at the Lord of Chixu City and felt a little unhappy.
"Yes, not only our Chixu City doesn't have it, but the entire Miluo City-state doesn't have it either." The Lord of Chixu City said.
"What ingredients?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Zombie Essence."
The city lord said.
"I'll do it!" Song Ziyu said.
"It's not an ordinary zombie. You can't kill it alone." The city lord said.
"What do you mean?" Song Ziyu asked.
The Lord of Chixu City was unambiguous and dismissed the singer directly, then ordered someone to turn off the lights in the living room and turn on the projection on the wall.
I saw the moving image of a strange zombie appearing on the projection.
See this scene!
Song Ziyu was instantly shocked!
This city-state of Miluo not only has the ability to repair old tablets, but also masters image retention technology.
Not simple.
Song Ziyu looked at the zombie on the projection screen and found that the zombie looked very strange. Its hands had extra anti-joints. When it was kneeling on the ground, it looked like an old tree stump. But when it started to move, seven or eight pincers appeared. The legs were extended, and the anti-joints were extended like a spider jumping vertically and horizontally, and then quickly flew towards the camera... When the shot was taken here, the picture suddenly deflected.
"This is an image captured by our people with their lives!"
The Lord of Chixu City took a deep breath and said, "The essence of this zombie is an important raw material for making a potion to regenerate severed limbs."
Song Ziyu fell into thinking after hearing this.
