Chapter 1076 Are You Rich?
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Mao Zhi Sheng Xi
Chapter 1076 Are You Rich?
"Jimeng, I have always treated you well, why did you betray me!!" The young man called the Seventh Prince looked at a middle-aged man in a white robe in the middle of the group, he seemed to be the commander of the group .
"Seventh prince, you can't blame me for this, I just want to make a career." The middle-aged man in white didn't seem to have any feeling for the word "betrayal". All the princes are suppressed by you, and you are the one who has the best chance of becoming the heir to the dynasty."
"But everything is different now. Your roots have been completely abolished. Now you are just an ordinary person. Even if you have the power to govern the entire dynasty, this is a place where the weak prey on the strong after all. A dynasty led by ordinary people is doomed. It is impossible to be strong."
The young man bit his lip tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably from anger.
This Ji Meng has always been his most trusted subordinate, he entrusts him with all the important things he does, and he takes care of him well, giving him rights and wealth.
But he didn't expect that he won his betrayal in the end. He mixed a kind of poison in the elixir that he swallowed daily to increase the speed of cultivation. This poison directly destroyed his talent and made him ten The profound energy that has been cultivated for several years disappeared overnight, and could not even be re-condensed.
He searched for famous doctors all over the world, but he couldn't find any cure. The only thing that could help him recover was only in the legend, which undoubtedly declared the end of his martial art.
But he didn't give up. If he can't cultivate, then he can gain the hearts of the people by governing the world!
Under his leadership, the area under his jurisdiction has become the wealthiest place in the entire dynasty, and all the people praised him. Even his father, the emperor of the entire dynasty, was impressed by his ability to govern the country, and even had a heart. Give him the position of heir.
As for personal practice, it is not difficult to arrange a few powerful warriors to protect him. Their dynasty has a vast land and resources.
However, at this moment, all the other princes were ready to move, especially the eldest prince. His talent and ability to govern the country could only rank second under the aura of the seventh prince. Strong jealousy made him choose to get rid of his younger brother, so That's what happened today.
Several loyal fighters who protected the Seventh Prince had already died protecting him on the way to leave the fief and go to the dynasty. Now there is not much distance from the capital, but at this necessary place, they were ambushed again.
Now there is only one real martial arts eighth-level martial artist by his side.
"Crack! Kick!"
While the Seventh Prince questioned Ji Meng, they also talked about many things in the past, but at this time, there was a very discordant voice from the side.
The magic fetus was actually sitting on a rock with an unknown nut in its mouth, listening to the conversation between the two of them with interest.
"Why are you looking at me? Keep talking, don't stop!" Zhang Mengyu said, "If you don't finish listening to such a wonderful story, I will feel uncomfortable all over. I think your story can be written as a novel. Definitely a hit."
"I don't know what to say!" The man named Ji Meng just gave Zhang Mengyu a disdainful look, and his subordinates told him that this devil's fetus is only at the eighth level of true martial arts.
He originally thought that the so-called magic fetus could overthrow the entire dynasty or even the entire continent, so it must be at the breaking level or even stronger, right?The magic tire is really just an "embryo" that is not too threatening.
Among the people who came to hunt down the Seventh Prince this time, there were five people who were only at the eighth level of Zhenwu, and there was even one at the ninth level of Zhenwu. Could it be that they were afraid of a mere magic fetus who was not a good thing?
"Seventh prince, we don't need to talk nonsense anymore. I will remember your kindness to me before. After you die, I will pay homage to you every year. You are ready to go!"
"If you want to move the Seventh Prince, step over my corpse first!" The injured warrior immediately stood in front of the Seventh Prince, and the hundreds of warriors with weapons and armor were afraid to step forward.
"Excuse me, gentlemen!" Ji Meng cupped his hands behind him.
"Haha, we still need to make a move."
"Jimeng, when the time comes to ask for credit from the First Prince, don't forget about us!"
Five cold-looking people, but exuding a powerful aura, came out of the crowd. All five of them were eighth-level true martial arts.
The martial artist under the seventh prince's expression suddenly became very ugly. If it was a one-on-one, even if he was injured, not to mention defeating the opponent, he would still be able to escape with the seventh prince.
But now there are five people, and there is another Ke Qing under the eldest prince's subordinate, that is a martial artist of the ninth rank of true martial arts, and he will definitely not be able to escape.
"Seventh Prince, take care!"
The warrior raised the sword in his hand and rushed forward.
The fighting of eighth-level real martial arts fighters is far less grand than the battle of eighth-level life forms in Zhang Mengyu's world, but the profound energy and various martial arts are flying around, which can be regarded as an eye-opener for him.
A person's potential often explodes in a desperate situation. The warrior was one against five, and even injured two of them under severe injuries. However, he was outnumbered after all, and was pierced through the chest by one of the five with a long sword.
"Galagala."
The Seventh Prince watched his last loyal subordinate die in front of his eyes, and he only felt deep powerlessness and despair.
It seems that today is really the end of my life.
"Seventh prince, soon, just one stroke, it won't hurt much." Ji Meng showed a ferocious smile.
"Hey, do you think I don't exist?" Zhang Menglong finished knocking a bag of sunflower seeds, and he had almost heard the story. Since he was able to meet the Seventh Prince here, he had some fate with him. He decided Help this down-and-out prince.
"Hey, what's your name?" Zhang Mengyu asked.
"I am Qi Xiu, the seventh prince of the Qingpan Dynasty," the young man looked at Zhang Mengyu, "You are the devil's fetus they talk about, right?"
"What kind of devil fetus, labor and capital is the devil!" Zhang Mengyu said casually, "Do you have money?"
"Money?" Qi Xiu was stunned for a moment, "Our dynasty has a total of 184 cities, and the richest 28 of them are all under my name. I dare say that in the entire dynasty, there will never be more than 10 people who are richer than others! "
"To tell you the truth, this is the first time I've come to you, and I don't have any money, and I don't want to do prostitutes for free, which will ruin my reputation." Zhang Mengyu also knew that he wanted to hang out on this continent, Money is essential.
"what do you mean"
"I saved your life, you see how much your own life is worth."
"If you can save me, I am willing to give you half of my wealth!" Although Qi Xiu knew that the possibility of him being able to save himself was very small, since he was called the devil's fetus and there was such a prophecy, he could not Look down on this person in front of you.
"Even if I get the position of heir to the dynasty in the future, I will share half of the whole dynasty with you!"
"Okay!" Zhang Mengyu nodded in satisfaction, "Then I'll save your life."
Zhang Meng picked his nose, and flicked it to the side, "I've saved this man's life, you have nothing to do here, what are you supposed to do, you can get out!"
(End of this chapter)
"Jimeng, I have always treated you well, why did you betray me!!" The young man called the Seventh Prince looked at a middle-aged man in a white robe in the middle of the group, he seemed to be the commander of the group .
"Seventh prince, you can't blame me for this, I just want to make a career." The middle-aged man in white didn't seem to have any feeling for the word "betrayal". All the princes are suppressed by you, and you are the one who has the best chance of becoming the heir to the dynasty."
"But everything is different now. Your roots have been completely abolished. Now you are just an ordinary person. Even if you have the power to govern the entire dynasty, this is a place where the weak prey on the strong after all. A dynasty led by ordinary people is doomed. It is impossible to be strong."
The young man bit his lip tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably from anger.
This Ji Meng has always been his most trusted subordinate, he entrusts him with all the important things he does, and he takes care of him well, giving him rights and wealth.
But he didn't expect that he won his betrayal in the end. He mixed a kind of poison in the elixir that he swallowed daily to increase the speed of cultivation. This poison directly destroyed his talent and made him ten The profound energy that has been cultivated for several years disappeared overnight, and could not even be re-condensed.
He searched for famous doctors all over the world, but he couldn't find any cure. The only thing that could help him recover was only in the legend, which undoubtedly declared the end of his martial art.
But he didn't give up. If he can't cultivate, then he can gain the hearts of the people by governing the world!
Under his leadership, the area under his jurisdiction has become the wealthiest place in the entire dynasty, and all the people praised him. Even his father, the emperor of the entire dynasty, was impressed by his ability to govern the country, and even had a heart. Give him the position of heir.
As for personal practice, it is not difficult to arrange a few powerful warriors to protect him. Their dynasty has a vast land and resources.
However, at this moment, all the other princes were ready to move, especially the eldest prince. His talent and ability to govern the country could only rank second under the aura of the seventh prince. Strong jealousy made him choose to get rid of his younger brother, so That's what happened today.
Several loyal fighters who protected the Seventh Prince had already died protecting him on the way to leave the fief and go to the dynasty. Now there is not much distance from the capital, but at this necessary place, they were ambushed again.
Now there is only one real martial arts eighth-level martial artist by his side.
"Crack! Kick!"
While the Seventh Prince questioned Ji Meng, they also talked about many things in the past, but at this time, there was a very discordant voice from the side.
The magic fetus was actually sitting on a rock with an unknown nut in its mouth, listening to the conversation between the two of them with interest.
"Why are you looking at me? Keep talking, don't stop!" Zhang Mengyu said, "If you don't finish listening to such a wonderful story, I will feel uncomfortable all over. I think your story can be written as a novel. Definitely a hit."
"I don't know what to say!" The man named Ji Meng just gave Zhang Mengyu a disdainful look, and his subordinates told him that this devil's fetus is only at the eighth level of true martial arts.
He originally thought that the so-called magic fetus could overthrow the entire dynasty or even the entire continent, so it must be at the breaking level or even stronger, right?The magic tire is really just an "embryo" that is not too threatening.
Among the people who came to hunt down the Seventh Prince this time, there were five people who were only at the eighth level of Zhenwu, and there was even one at the ninth level of Zhenwu. Could it be that they were afraid of a mere magic fetus who was not a good thing?
"Seventh prince, we don't need to talk nonsense anymore. I will remember your kindness to me before. After you die, I will pay homage to you every year. You are ready to go!"
"If you want to move the Seventh Prince, step over my corpse first!" The injured warrior immediately stood in front of the Seventh Prince, and the hundreds of warriors with weapons and armor were afraid to step forward.
"Excuse me, gentlemen!" Ji Meng cupped his hands behind him.
"Haha, we still need to make a move."
"Jimeng, when the time comes to ask for credit from the First Prince, don't forget about us!"
Five cold-looking people, but exuding a powerful aura, came out of the crowd. All five of them were eighth-level true martial arts.
The martial artist under the seventh prince's expression suddenly became very ugly. If it was a one-on-one, even if he was injured, not to mention defeating the opponent, he would still be able to escape with the seventh prince.
But now there are five people, and there is another Ke Qing under the eldest prince's subordinate, that is a martial artist of the ninth rank of true martial arts, and he will definitely not be able to escape.
"Seventh Prince, take care!"
The warrior raised the sword in his hand and rushed forward.
The fighting of eighth-level real martial arts fighters is far less grand than the battle of eighth-level life forms in Zhang Mengyu's world, but the profound energy and various martial arts are flying around, which can be regarded as an eye-opener for him.
A person's potential often explodes in a desperate situation. The warrior was one against five, and even injured two of them under severe injuries. However, he was outnumbered after all, and was pierced through the chest by one of the five with a long sword.
"Galagala."
The Seventh Prince watched his last loyal subordinate die in front of his eyes, and he only felt deep powerlessness and despair.
It seems that today is really the end of my life.
"Seventh prince, soon, just one stroke, it won't hurt much." Ji Meng showed a ferocious smile.
"Hey, do you think I don't exist?" Zhang Menglong finished knocking a bag of sunflower seeds, and he had almost heard the story. Since he was able to meet the Seventh Prince here, he had some fate with him. He decided Help this down-and-out prince.
"Hey, what's your name?" Zhang Mengyu asked.
"I am Qi Xiu, the seventh prince of the Qingpan Dynasty," the young man looked at Zhang Mengyu, "You are the devil's fetus they talk about, right?"
"What kind of devil fetus, labor and capital is the devil!" Zhang Mengyu said casually, "Do you have money?"
"Money?" Qi Xiu was stunned for a moment, "Our dynasty has a total of 184 cities, and the richest 28 of them are all under my name. I dare say that in the entire dynasty, there will never be more than 10 people who are richer than others! "
"To tell you the truth, this is the first time I've come to you, and I don't have any money, and I don't want to do prostitutes for free, which will ruin my reputation." Zhang Mengyu also knew that he wanted to hang out on this continent, Money is essential.
"what do you mean"
"I saved your life, you see how much your own life is worth."
"If you can save me, I am willing to give you half of my wealth!" Although Qi Xiu knew that the possibility of him being able to save himself was very small, since he was called the devil's fetus and there was such a prophecy, he could not Look down on this person in front of you.
"Even if I get the position of heir to the dynasty in the future, I will share half of the whole dynasty with you!"
"Okay!" Zhang Mengyu nodded in satisfaction, "Then I'll save your life."
Zhang Meng picked his nose, and flicked it to the side, "I've saved this man's life, you have nothing to do here, what are you supposed to do, you can get out!"
(End of this chapter)
