After leaving the hospital, Zhuang Zeqian rushed home without stopping.
In the top villa of Taiping Mountain, at this time, he was preparing to welcome a distinguished guest, and this was why Zhuang Zigan hurried back.
"Father."
Zhuang Zeqian walked up to an old man with a cane and kind eyes. Although the man was old, the sparkle in his eyes had not lost the charm of his youth at all.
He is the head of the most wealthy family in Xiangjiang, Zhuang Chaoren, who is known as the "Half City".
"How is Akun's injury?"
"He is not seriously injured, but he is a little depressed."
"Has the matter been investigated clearly?"
"Well, I have been investigated because A Kun conflict with the man at the auction and wanted to retaliate afterwards. As a result, the other party noticed the hostility in advance. "
In front of Zhuang Bancheng, Zhuang Zekun, who was already over 40 years old and the father of three children, was respectful at the moment and did not dare to go overboard in the slightest.
Unlike his younger brother, who had a flamboyant and competitive personality since he was a child, Zhuang Zeqian is wise but foolish, and appears mature and steady, thus winning the trust of his father Zhuang Bancheng. Over the years, many of the family's properties have been handed over to him one after another.
"No."
Zhuang Bancheng was relieved, and then lamented: "Master Wudao, it really is unpredictable, even the most slightly hostile to detect immediately."
"Father, even though Ye Qingzhou has advanced cultivation, he is still just an eighteen-year-old young man. Why should we be so afraid of him?"
The dealer is also rich in the one, and there is also a reliance behind it. At least for a master, there is no need to be afraid of that.
"Well, I am not afraid of Ye Qingzhou, but the martial arts factions within the Dongji country. This person is said to have good associated with Gu Minghui and the gods of the gods. If it is for the investigation, our dealer will die. Land of burial. "
Obviously, Zhuang Bancheng was not afraid of Ye Qingzhou, but Shence Army and Tianji Research Institute.
The reason is also very simple. Zhuang Bancheng and even the entire dealer are actually one of the core members of the coexistence of the East Polar. The first for the force to be infiltrated by the prodigal gods and bending to the emperor.
Nowadays, after half a century of development, this force has long been opened inside the East Polar.
Especially the various chambers of commerce, financial capital, all of which have been reduced to the dog -like dog, joined the coexistence, waiting for the blue star to be swallowed.
"Father, do we really have to fall into one side in an all -round way? Haven't you ever told me that if you do business, can you maximize the benefit?"
Zhuang Zegan once again exposed.
He is deeply involved in many core affairs of the family, so he understands better than his younger brother Zhuang Zekun why the Zhuang family is so prominent.
Not because the dealer would do business, but behind the dealer, there was a terrible force standing.
The gift of destiny is not without cost.
The other party supports the dealer, allowing the dealer to capitalize hundreds of millions of wealth, and dominate the Xiangjiang River. Naturally, the dealer needs to do things for them, and it is not ordinary.
Zhuang Bancheng's old face had wrinkles like ravines, and his eyes became darker and darker: "Aqian, I also told you, before making a bet, you must think twice, but after making a decision, you must not give in. Both sides. Our banker has already bet on the coexistence faction, so it is impossible to withdraw, otherwise it will only offend both parties.”
"Haha, well said!"
A figure appeared in the living room abruptly. He wrapped in a bandage, and the thick robe covered his tall body. Only the bandage of the seams were squeezed out of a strange and distorted granulation.
"You are worthy of being the richest man in Hong Kong. You can do such a big business. I am impressed by your courage and determination."
"Who are you? How do you come in? Come!"
When Zhuang Zeqian saw the moment when he came, the whole person's scalp was numb, and he quickly shouted the bodyguard in the villa. As a result, he didn't respond for a long time.
"In order to allow us to talk quietly, I have asked your bodyguards and slaves to sleep first."
Zhuang Zeqian, who came and shouted, instead turned his gaze to Zhuang Bancheng behind him: "I am invited, what about your dealer's hospitality?"
"Agan, there is no rude, this is Mr. Arthur."
"Father!"
Zhuang Zeqian is incredible. His father is actually going to cooperate with the monster in front of him?
That's right, in his eyes, Sacle Arthur is a living monster, especially the granulation -like granulation, and constantly moves. Just looking at it, it makes people feel disgusting and fear.
"How did you think about what happened last time?"
Arthur was sitting on the other side of the dining table, and the gesture of the meal was as elegant like a gentleman, but his horrible 'honoring' is really not stuck with 'elegance'.
Faced with his questions, Zhuang Bancheng was silent, and obviously he was still struggling and hesitating.
Arthur also saw his struggle and hesitation, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised: "Of course you can consider it slowly, but I want to remind you that you don't have much time."
"..."
Zhuang Bancheng really felt that his body could no longer hold on for a few more years.
The hard work in his youth had already made him sick from overwork.
In the years after he became famous, he was unable to stop his progress. Instead, the fighting faction within the East Pole Kingdom came to power, and the coexistence faction continued to lose power, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.
In order to preserve the dealer, in order to be rich and rich, he trembled like a thin ice and carefully maintained the fragile balance. Almost every day he was exhausted.
In this way, what health and health do you talk about?
Under the torture of day and night, Zhuang Bancheng could already smell the smell of death. His body and physiological functions had almost reached their limit, and ordinary treatment methods were almost completely useless.
Now, the only thing that can save his life is the extraordinary power from the martial arts world.
"If you hold a ceremony of life, can you really make me youthful?"
"This is natural. Since my Lord has made a promise, he will not break it."
Arthur still looked at Zhuang Bancheng leisurely and was not impatient. After all, the person who was about to age and die was not him. The person who needed to be anxious was Zhuang Bancheng.
Even if it is worth hundreds of millions, what is the ‘half city’?
Wealth can buy 99% of the things in this world, but life belongs to the 1% that cannot be bought.
The richer the person, the more afraid of death.
Even Zhuang Bancheng, who has been extremely smart for most of his life, is like this. ,
All day of Jinyi and jade, surrounded by beautiful women, how can such a beautiful life allow him to give up like this?
"Okay, I'll do it."
Zhuang Bancheng's tone tone showed his determination at this moment, and at all costs, he must continue his life. Arthur looked at Zhuang Zeqian, who hadn't left, and looked at Zhuang Bancheng again: "Let your son participate, is there no problem?"
"He doesn't go around talking nonsense."
Zhuang Bancheng then explained a little more: "What's more, I am beyond my ability to deal with many things, and I need him to handle them."
Later, Arthur and Zhuang Bancheng discussed the details of the cooperation. Zhuang Zeqian, who participated in the audience, was shocked to learn the entire plan and what the 'Life Refining Ceremony' was.
In order to continue his life, Zhuang Bancheng agreed to help Arthur arrange a large -scale sacrifice in the Xiangjiang River, and for the people of the city, so that the plague knight can come from the spiritual world!
Over the years, Zhuang Zegan has learned how to become a qualified money -making machine, and he has learned how to squeeze employees and users ruthlessly and grab excess profits.
But to make money and kill people, there are still differences in extent.
After Arthur left, Zhuang Bancheng told Zhuang Zeqian: "Our banker is the biggest sponsor of this Tianjian Cup competition. You must make good use of this. If you can sacrifice a large number of high-quality masters and With the flesh and blood of a master-level martial artist, God’s blessing will be richer, and when the time comes, our entire banker will be able to benefit from it.”
"Yes ..."
Zhuang Zeqian felt a little unbearable, but then he put this bit of unbearable behind him.
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
After all, he couldn't resist the temptation of immortality.
...........
Xiangjiang International Airport.
"Sister!"
"Xiao Bingbing."
Two sisters, Xu Yunxi and Xu Yuebing, hugged each other. One was gentle and quiet, beautiful and generous, the other was strong on the outside and soft on the inside, cold and charming. The two sisters with completely opposite temperaments were standing side by side at this moment. They were really beautiful and attracted everyone passing by. , all cast their astonishing glances.
"Ye Qingzhou, you have worked hard to take care of our family Bingbing during this time."
"It's not hard."
Ye Qingzhou stood aside, handsome face, with a smile.
Xu Yuebing pouted her lips angrily, holding Xu Yunxi's arm and acting coquettishly: "Sister, can't I be the one taking care of Ye Qingzhou? I'm not a child anymore!"
After laughing for a while, the three left the airport together.
On the way to the hotel, Ye Qingzhou looked at Xu Yunxi and admired: "You have broken through to the master level? What a joy to congratulate."
"It's still far behind you."
Xu Yunxi knew that Ye Qingzhou had now entered the realm of a master. If the facts were not right in front of her, it would be difficult for her to believe such outrageous things.
The eighteen-year-old grandmaster!
Looking at the entire Blue Star, there is no such precedent!
Then the three of them talked about matters related to the Tianjian Cup competition. Xu Yunxi was obviously one of the contestants, but Ye Qingzhou came here to win the championship, while Xu Yunxi was determined to participate. She had just entered the master realm and climbed to the top. With Tianyi's cultivation level, let alone the championship, even entering the top sixteen is a luxury.
"I heard that for this Heavenly Sword Cup, both Divine General Suzaku and Heavenly Sword Sikong Jingming will come to the scene in person and preside over the opening ceremony of the competition together."
Xu Yunxi's words quickly aroused Ye Qingzhou's interest.
He couldn't help but ask: "In the rumor, Suzaku and Si Kong Jingming are all first -class swordsman masters, but these two people, who is more powerful?"
"In terms of swordsmanship alone, Sikong Jingming is definitely stronger."
Xu Yunxi answered the question without thinking, but then she changed the topic: "But in a life-and-death fight, the person who dies must be Sikong Jingming."
Ye Qingzhou understood Xu Yunxi's subtext. After all, he had really seen the Qinglong God General and Gu Minghui, the God of Heaven, make plans with his own eyes.
Each of these 'official martial saints' of Dongji Kingdom has the 'explosion seed' mode. They can call for support from the Tianshu system and the Tianji system in minutes, receive the blessing of massive thinking power, and possess the fighting power of a martial god.
In comparison, 'Wild Martial Saints' like Sikong Jingming were a notch behind.
If it was placed in the past, Ye Qingzhou's heart was very contempt for the act of Qinglong God and Gu Minghui to use external forces.
How can a martial artist be opportunistic?
Power is to take a step by step, really in your own hands, that is your own.
Of course, the main reason was that Ye Qingzhou couldn't borrow it even if he wanted to.
It's different now. After bringing the entire Cangyuan world under the Xuanyuan Sword, Ye Qingzhou also has his own "external power" and has a massive amount of thinking power.
Although large-scale plug-ins such as the Tianji system and the Tianshu system have not been developed, the blessing of Xiangshu thinking's Si Neng algorithm also has unlimited potential.
How can this kind of power that can be called upon by oneself at any time be considered an external force?
It certainly can’t be counted.
It is with this confidence that Ye Qingzhou dares to point his sword at the championship.
Behind me stand hundreds of millions of intelligent beings from the Cang Yuan Realm, with an almost unlimited supply of thinking power. With such a flying dragon riding on my face, how can I lose?
In front of the hotel, the three got out of the car and then met two old acquaintances.
"Ye Qingzhou."
Liu Yiming waved and said hello.
As soon as he was in white, his posture was straight, and his cold face was handsome and handsome. A famous sword inlaid with Baoyu hanging around his waist, exuding a towering momentum, and a towering sword.
And standing beside Liu Yiming is Nangong Yi, who has better style. His eyes are like a star. The star, the name of the stars, is renamed.
Obviously both of them are here to participate in the Tianjian Cup competition. Their strength is better than Xu Yunxi. With the cultivation and realm of the second level of heaven, they should have no problem entering the micro main competition. If they are lucky, they can even make it to the top ten. Top six.
"Liu Yiming, Nangong Yi?"
Ye Qingzhou nodded to the two of them, and then took Xu Yunxi and Xu Yuebing into the hotel.
Looking at the back of his departure, Nangong Yi couldn't help but feel that it was a person: "The young people are really fierce now. I remember when he was the contest, he was still a contestant, and I sat on the special guest seat. If the sword cup is about to start today, we actually have to separate on the field. "
Liu Yiming glanced at his friend, and said with a tease: "I have a less gold on the face. He is now a master of Wudao. If you make every effort, you can pick up his three swords at most."
"Three swords?"
Nangong Yi smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "You think so highly of me. If his body movements like Shangshang's are useless against him, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch a single sword."
"Then I'm better than you, at least I have confidence to pick up his two swords."
"What's there to be proud of?!"
Nangong Yi gave Liu Yiming a disgusted look. (End of chapter)