Chapter 778 Your Majesty, I Am Your Fourth Uncle

After some physical persuasion, although Zhao Yan still didn't believe it, he nodded and admitted his mistake due to the situation.

It was his villain's heart that judged the gentleman's heart, and he mistakenly regarded the gentleman as a treacherous villain.

"Wei Huohu, this sect master knows your thoughts. If you don't believe it, you just don't believe it. Even if I beat you to death today, you will only believe in your own truth." Lu Bei wiped off the blood on his fist and shook his head to express his understanding.

If you are not stubborn at all, how can you achieve the Mahayana cultivation level?

Zhao Yan also touched his nose, which was bruised and swollen. While it healed, it left a scar that Lu Bei gave him: "The national affairs are important and are related to Xuanlong's thousand-year foundation. Zhao cannot trust others."

Seeing this, Lu Bei rarely stopped speaking and did not insist on asking the other party to bow his head and admit his mistake.

There's nothing he can do about it, he loves white hair too much.

Outside Gushan City, Zhao Fangce wanted to blow himself up and defend the country. The heroic souls of the Zhao family were vividly visible in his mind, which made him hate the old Zhu family for not living up to expectations, and at the same time, he spoke highly of the Zhao family.

Then there is Xuanlong's determination not to retreat even a step in the bloody battle against the demon clan. No matter from any angle, his contribution to the human race is indelible.

Comparing his feelings with his own, Lu Bei was convinced that due to his position in Xuanlong, he would have run away long ago.

If the sky falls, there will be a tall man holding it up. Whoever you love, he can't hold it up anyway.

Because he didn't have any, he admired him. Lu Bei decided to give Zhao Yanye another chance: "There are some things and some people that this sect master cannot explain clearly. For the last time, my sect master has an average relationship with Qinglong. She is not worthy and has no qualifications to order me. This time It is indeed to help Xuanlong."

"snort!"

Zhao Yan was also very stubborn and gritted his teeth and said: "In this case, Zhao also put down his words. If you misunderstood Sect Master Lu, I will give you my blind head."

Lu Bei's eyes lit up: "How much can senior's head be sold for?"

"..."

boom! ! !

The void exploded for the third time, and Lu Beifeng walked out lightly, next to him was Zhao Yanye, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Because Zhao Yanye's head was really valuable, Lu Bei decided to make him more respectable, lest the value of the goods depreciate before they were sold.

"Senior is really powerful. My sect leader won a small victory today. It's a bit of a fluke when I think about it. I would like to thank my senior for showing mercy and not letting my sect leader make a fool of himself in public." Lu Bei praised.

"Why did Sect Master Lu say this? It was just a sparring match, and you and I didn't go all out, so we can't take it seriously." Zhao Yan also said in a low voice, and his words were a little leaky.

No, this is called human transparency.

After a period of business exchanges, Zhao Yan also said that people are older and have far less physical endurance than young people, so he was ready to take the first step.

Before he could leave, he was stopped by Zhao Fangce.

Zhao Yanye: "..."

Brat, do you know how badly I was injured by my uncle? I was almost beaten to death by him on the spot!

He knew his own body well, and Zhao Yan also knew that he could not hold on any longer, but seeing Zhao Fangce's expression extremely solemn, he decided to listen to what the emperor wanted to say.

At this time, Lu Bei had already cut through the void and left, followed closely by Zhao Wuyou like a tail.

"Does Fourth Uncle know King Zhao Qin Yan?"

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty? Zhao has met Jiang Suxin before, how could he not know that that year..."

Zhao Yan also frowned, recalling the glorious past, and started the old man's endless recall mode on the spot.

Perhaps it was because the injury was too serious, but his memory mode was full of a running lights, and he was a little unable to remember things. His words were vague, and he added a little bit of self-beautification.

To briefly describe, that year the demon clan was rampant, and a great demon clan leader with the blood of the Emperor and the Eight Kings went to the front line of Jingyue Kingdom. The human monks walked miserably into the arena of life and death, leaving no one alive. Zhao Yanye and Jiang Suxin teamed up to force the opponent back.

Zhao Fangce: "..."

In a one-on-one duel in the life and death arena, why can you join forces with Jiang Suxin?

Emperor Xuanlong was a man of few words. He didn't like talking nonsense since he was a child. He didn't express his doubts and waited quietly for Zhao Yanye's marquee to end.

"It's a pity that Jiang Suxin is gone, and there is no such person in the world anymore."

Zhao Yan also sighed, and then said helplessly: "I heard something on the front line. Tian Mingzi, the great master of swordsmanship, strongly recommended Jiang Suxin to ascend. The two had a sword fight, but Jiang Suxin had too many distracting thoughts and was ultimately defeated..."

"There was Jiang Suxin before Zhao Qin, and Tian Mingzi behind him. It would be great if I, Xuanlong, could do the same!"

"Can."

"Um?"

Zhao Yan also let out a sigh and said in surprise: "What do you mean by your majesty's words? Don't tease me. Xuanlong's background is many times worse than Zhao Qin's."

"Fourth uncle, Tianmingzi is Lu Bei."

A thunder exploded in his ears, and Zhao Yan was shaken and confused. He did not react to the impact for a long time.

"Your Majesty, you..."

"This statement is true!"

"No wonder, no wonder..."

Zhao Yan also touched the healed wound, and the immortal sword intention still stung, and murmured: "The great master of swordsmanship... Qinglong is not worthy... It turns out that this is the case. I misunderstood him."

"Fourth uncle, what are you talking about? Are you hiding something from Gu!" Zhao Fangce asked in a deep voice.

"No, I advise your Majesty not to interfere!"

Zhao Yan also had cold eyes and his beard and hair were fluttering.

Zhao Fangce didn't look at each other for a moment, and the golden dragon's energy protected his body, and said firmly: "As the king of Xuanlong, you are just a minister. If I ask a question, you have to answer!"

The atmosphere in the field was solemn. The agents Thirty-one and Thirty-six were standing beside Zhao Fangce despite the immense pressure, bleeding from their mouths and noses.

"His Majesty……"

After all, the young man has better physical strength and sharper vision. Zhao Yan also took the initiative to give in and lowered his head and said: "It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't. Your Majesty already has Xuanlong on your shoulders. The guilty minister cannot let your Majesty shoulder more. Your Majesty, please trust the guilty minister and don’t ask any more questions.”

Zhao Fangce: "..."

Looking at his clan uncle who had white hair instead of silver hair, he let out a long sigh and gave up on the matter.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

Zhao Yan also wiped the sweat from his forehead and said some compliments such as God-given Wise Emperor and Xuanlong Wuyou.

For a long time, there was no business exchange.

"One more thing. Since Your Majesty has stopped the guilty minister, it is better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Let's end it together today."

Zhao Yan also pursed his lips: "I dare to ask, how much does Your Majesty think the guilty minister's head is worth?"

When money was mentioned, Zhao Fangce immediately became vigilant: "Uncle Clan, just say it if you have anything to say. Don't play riddles with me."

"The guilty minister made a bet with Sect Master Lu that if he misunderstood him, he would give him his head. I heard what Your Majesty just said that he had indeed misunderstood him, so Your Majesty..."

"Xuanlong has no money!"

Zhao Fangce was decisive and left no room for error.

"Your Majesty, I am your fourth uncle!"

"So what? If you don't have money, you have no money. My fourth uncle doesn't lack a brain either."

"..."

Zhao Yanye: Tell Lu Bei this and see if he believes it.

"However, although Xuanlong has no money, Xiongchu, Wu Zhou, and Qi Yan are very wealthy. Fourth uncle, do you understand what I mean?" Zhao Fangce's mouth curled up, because of the scars, his handsome face was extremely ferocious.

Zhao Yan also suddenly realized that his scars were doubled and his smile was even more ferocious: "Your Majesty, today is not as good as in the past. Wu Zhou is not suitable... right?"

"It makes sense, then Xiongchu and Qi Yan."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

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"What are you doing here?"

In the quiet room, Lu Bei looked at Zhao Wuyou who had followed him in and closed the door. He tilted his head and said, "When the sect leader said to close the door, you should close it after you go out. Do you understand?"

don't know!

Zhao Wuyou shook his head, took a deep breath, came to Lu Bei, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him with quivering eyelashes.

When their lips and swords collided, a wave of heat swept through her whole body, making her waist sore and her legs numb. She couldn't exert any strength and almost couldn't stand.

Lu Bei raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, blinked, looked at the beautiful face so close, and thought to himself that it was indeed him, with sweetness all over his body and fragrant on the back of his hands.

Otherwise, Bai Mao would not kiss so selflessly.

After a while, Zhao Wuyou covered his face with his hands and sat slumped in the corner of the couch, looking gray and beaten.

Knowing that the kiss she had braved was dedicated to the back of Lu Bei's hand, she looked like she was indifferent to the world.

Otherwise, Lu Bei's laughter never stopped. He picked up a handful of silver hair and swept it around Zhao Wuyou's ear, blowing the wind and saying, "Sister Wuyou, do you have a mission tonight?"

Zhao Wuyou was probably broken. With a sudden heart, he pushed Lu Bei down on the couch, turned over and rode up.

Snapped!

In the blink of an eye, he was pressed again.

Lu Bei clamped down on Rou Xi and suppressed Zhao Wuyou from moving. When he saw Zhao Wuyou's squirming little buttocks, he slapped him with his backhand without even thinking.

There was a crisp sound, followed by a trilling hum, which made Lu Bei's scalp numb, and a wave of evil fire surged up, and he almost lost control of himself.

"Sorry, I'm a little too strong, let me blow it for you."

Lu Bei opened his mouth and... after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. He raised his hand and rubbed the bruised surface that was the size of a palm print.

This healing is a cup of tea.

Seeing that the wound area was getting bigger and bigger and had spread to his chest, Lu Bei stopped the damage in time and stopped the failed treatment.

Sitting on the couch, Zhao Wuyou was as soft as a bone, his eyes were blurred and he was breathing heavily. He could only feel the clouds and mist surrounding him, and he no longer knew where his soul was.

Lu Bei patted his face, held his shoulders and shook it several times before calling his soul back. Looking at Zhao Wuyou who was blushing and lowering his head, he said amusedly: "What's wrong? Weren't you very brave just now?"

"..."

Zhao Wuyou was fidgeting on the couch, and he felt extremely uncomfortable after changing several positions. Finally, he got better when he put his legs together and knelt down in front of Lu Bei.

"Generally speaking, my sect leader has already guessed that Emperor Xuanlong has intentions. However, since I want to be alone tonight, I will not entertain you, sister." Lu Bei raised his finger to the door, ready to see off the guests.

Zhao Wuyou shook his head repeatedly, glanced at Lu Bei, quickly lowered his head, and murmured a few words in the mosquito voice.

The voice was too soft, but Lu Bei still heard it. He raised his hand and pressed Bai Mao's head and rubbed it: "It's okay. I don't know how to change people. How can others be as fun as you? Tell Emperor Xuanlong that he dares to change people. This sect leader Just dare to go to Xiongchu to help carry on the family line."

"Then, then tonight..."

"Okay, who knows that this sect leader has a good heart? I will help others to the end. You can sleep here tonight. Remember to be quiet and don't snore."

Lu Bei smiled and nodded, picked up the futon on the couch and threw it directly to the ground.

Zhao Wuyou's eyelids twitched, and he knew the rules and walked off the couch. Suddenly, his shoulders tightened, and he was pushed back to his original position inexplicably.

Lu Bei walked over and sat cross-legged on the couch, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

"land……"

"Silence."

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