Chapter 1096 Let His Father Come to Me, Gongyang Ce

Xu Zimo took Xianniangjiu, and said immediately: "Forget that I owe you a favor, and you can come to me if you have anything to do in the future."

After he finished speaking, he smiled at Zhou Ming: "Then I won't stay any longer, see you later."

Zhou Ming smiled and nodded.

Xu Zimo was about to leave, but the courteous Prince Jinlun approached him.

"This Taoist brother, I also like Xianjiu, I wonder if I can bear the pain and give up?"

"Are we familiar?" Xu Zimo glanced at him and replied lightly.

"My father will be preaching in Tan Difeng in a few days, and Dao brother won't give you this face?" Prince Jinlun saw that Xu Zimo was a little embarrassed.

Thinking that he didn't understand himself, he said it emphatically.

"Your father's preaching is your father's business," Xu Zimo replied flatly.

"I'm not your father, so don't come and tell me."

"Presumptuous, how dare you talk to me like that," Prince Jinlun scolded loudly with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Boy, which faction are you from, please report your name."

"One casual cultivator," Xu Zimo replied.

"You apologize to me now, immediately, and I can consider letting your life go," Prince Jinlun snorted coldly.

Looking at Xu Zimo proudly, he said, "Otherwise, I will make it impossible for you to even leave this Wangu Building."

There was a "boom".

As soon as Prince Jinlun's voice fell, he flew out directly.

The figure slammed into the pillar next to it.

The pillars and the tables and chairs beside them were smashed to pieces.

The people who were still discussing Dao were attracted in an instant.

"what happened?"

"Brother Jinlun, are you alright?"

"Who dares to be so bold."

Although Xu Zimo only used less than 10% of his strength in this blow, Prince Jinlun's chest still exploded and blood flowed.

The whole person was twitching on the ground, his chest was bloody and bloody, showing a half-dead state.

"Who are you?" Someone asked Xu Zimo loudly.

"It's just some verbal contradictions, why do you have to do such a heavy hand?"

"Do you want to end up like him?" Xu Zimo turned his head and asked.

"You...," the man was suddenly at a loss for words.

"What's going on?" At this moment, people from Wangulou ran up from downstairs.

"Master Withered Bones, someone is causing trouble here," the person before him quickly replied.

"Friend Daoist, we will give you a chance to explain," the old man from Wangulou turned his head to look at Xu Zimo, and said in a bad tone.

"There's nothing to explain. I didn't punch him to ashes, which is kind enough," Xu Zimo said.

"Then you have to come with us," the old man said lightly.

"Really?" Xu Zimo asked back.

Before the old man could answer, at that moment, he felt a powerful force erupting from Xu Zimo's body.

That power is only aimed at him alone.

He seemed to see a demon head soaring into the sky, like a peerless demon king descending into the world.

In front of him was a scene of corpses all over the mountain.

The whole person seemed to have frozen his soul, his blood was stiff and he stood in place, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat at some point.

"Do you still want me to go with you?" Xu Zimo asked.

When the old man came back to his senses, he only felt that he had walked from the edge of hell.

The clothes on the back were all wet.

He swallowed hard.

"My lord, it's the little one who has eyes but no eyes," the old man replied hastily.

"It's up to you."

"Remember my name, Xu Zimo."

He looked back at the people present, and then at the fainted Prince Jinlun beside him.

He said lightly: "If his father wants to take revenge, just come to me.

I am in Anzhou these days. "

After he finished speaking, he stepped on the body of Prince Jinlun and walked downstairs.

The people around were so silent that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard clearly.

Elder Withered Bones was the first to react.

"Take Prince Jinlun down for treatment first, and report this matter to Lord Wudu truthfully."

Everyone nodded quickly.

Some people think that Xu Zimo has caused a terrible disaster, and they are silently mourning or gloating for him.

Some people think that Xu Zimo should have a background, so he is not afraid.

Among the few people at the scene, Elder Kugu knew that Xu Zimo might also be a remarkable existence.

Anyway, no one in their Wangulou can offend anyone.

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"Uncle," Fairy Zhaiyue looked at Zhou Ming.

"It's not that easy to make friends with him," Zhou Ming said with a smile.

"Maybe your luck is not bad."

Fairy Zhaiyue stared slightly at the direction Xu Zimo left.

Walking out of the Wangu Building, Miss Jing was waiting at the door.

"Have you got Xian Brewing?"

"It seems that you know everything," Xu Zimo replied.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my master," Miss Jing said with a smile.

Xu Zimo followed behind her, silent.

He felt that Miss Jing knew everything, and he had this intuition since they met.

But such a thing is simply impossible.

Even those who are extremely powerful and have no plans to spare are no exception.

But the other party didn't want to say it, and Xu Zimo couldn't help it.

The two walked around the bustling downtown a few times and came to a remote alley.

The alley was less than ten meters away from the street, but it was extremely quiet.

"It's here," Miss Jing stopped in front of a quiet courtyard.

Looking at Xu Zimo, he said with a smile: "You open the Xianjiu, and then my master will come to greet you by himself."

Xu Zimo slowly took out Xianniang wine and unplugged the wine jar.

The rich aroma of wine wafted out immediately.

This fragrance is simply rare in the world.

Even Xu Zimo, who is not an alcoholic, is a bit greedy.

He asked a few questions, and at this moment, he saw a person jumping directly over the wall.

With disheveled hair, he snatched the wine from Xu Zimo's hand.

"Xianniang, Xianniang, the fairyland on earth, the fairy wine of wine," the man with disheveled hair looked at the Xianniang wine in his hand, and murmured excitedly.

He was intoxicated for a long time just by smelling it.

"Master," Miss Jing smiled from the side.

"Jing girl, so it's you," the disheveled man turned around.

He looks very handsome, just like an ancient scholar.

But he is unkempt, careless, and has a somewhat crazy temperament.

"Who is this?" The man glanced at Xu Zimo.

Then he pinched his fingers and counted, his face changed slightly.

"Didn't I say, I don't see him."

"The immortal brewing wine in Master's hand belongs to someone else," Miss Jing laughed.

"I'll just give it to him," the man snorted coldly.

Hold the wine in both hands and place it in front of Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo reached out to take it, but saw the man quickly stretched out his hand back again.

"That's all, that's all, since you're here, let's come in and drink some water."

After the man finished speaking, he held the wine jar and walked towards the courtyard.

Miss Jing smiled and said, "Don't mind, he's just like this, a little... like an old urchin."

"I've seen all kinds of people," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.