Chapter 722: Wealth (six more monthly tickets)
Jinling, outside Longchi Mountain.
Chen Zixiao walked leisurely, dressed in white clothes and filial piety, with golden jade hanging from his waist.
"Is this the residence of the Qing Emperor?" Chen Zixiao looked at the misty Longchi Mountain faintly.
In the mountain, when Chen Zixiao appeared, Mo Qinglian had already noticed.
Her face is like frost, icy muscles and bones, like a devil standing on Longchi Mountain, surrounded by cold air like frost, and freezing ice under her feet.
Chen Zixiao looked at the big formation, suddenly a flash of light in his eyes.
He pointed out that Ruoyoulong landed on the great formation, and in an instant, a Mishan formation had already risen.
boom!
The entire Longchi Mountain seemed to be shaking, awakening its existence.
Chen Zixiao looked at the big formation that suddenly appeared, and his fingers used force as if shaking the mountain with a single finger.
The large array was shaking, and there was a vaguely unbearable feeling.
After all, Qin Xuan had deployed several large formations, but the protective array had never been deployed.
Chen Zixiao never broke the formation with a single finger, and immediately, he slowly stretched out his second finger.
boom!
In the Longchi Mountain, the aura is rolling, and if the mountain falls into the sea, rolling waves are set off.
Even the whole Longchi Mountain was shaking, and the spiritual liquid appeared in the Lingchi, but fortunately there was the suppression by Bianwei Mo Ling.
The dragon cloud and rain rose even more, looking down at Chen Zixiao who was shaking the big formation.
"Who would dare to disturb Longchi?" Yunyu shouted, the eyes of the dragons shining brightly.
The bear king stood up and looked down at the man under the mountain.
Big and small Jiner flew out of the stone, with fierce eyes revealed.
Mo Qinglian's eyes became even more icy, the mana in her hand condensed, and the ice turned into a jade sword.
Two fingers!
The smile on Chen Zixiao's face grew stronger and he felt the breath from the top of Longchi Mountain.
Then he moved his third finger.
Before the fingers fell, an extreme cold came from the formation.
Ding!
With a crisp sound, Chen Zixiao put away his third finger and saw the jade sword emerging from the formation.
The chill was permeated, as if he was in a polar region, and his bones and blood were frozen, but Chen Zixiao seemed indifferent, his fingers flashed with a touch of Jinze.
"Is it an immortal?" Chen Zixiao smiled, "Why come out and see?"
As he said, he held Yujian with two fingers, slightly motivated.
For a moment, Mo Qinglian's face was extremely ugly, she felt as if she was being dragged by a real dragon, her body was unexpectedly out of control, flying out of the big formation.
"It's still a woman!?" Chen Zixiao was slightly stunned. Then, his eyes narrowed, "Is Qing Emperor's woman?"
"Roar!"
There was a roar, and a huge black shadow appeared in Longchi Mountain, covering Chen Zixiao.
"Monster? In the land of China, how can a monster be allowed?" Chen Zixiao glanced at the huge bear's paw faintly, and then took a palm.
When the palm of the hand collided with the bear's paw, it was like hitting a rock with a pebble, and the ground suddenly cracked during the contact.
A cry of wailing sounded, and the demon pill bear king seemed to have cracked the bear paw at this moment, and blood faintly flowed out.
The body of King Xiong fell into Longchi Mountain like flying, and his eyes were full of horror.
Chen Zixiao smiled, he looked at Mo Qinglian, "Are you the daughter of the Mo family?"
Chen Zixiao's eyes flashed with splendor. Before he got the kingship, he knew about Mo Qinglian. At the beginning, Mo Qinglian didn't even enter the inner strength. How long has it been now that he has been in the earth? Moreover, the strength is not weak, and it is even stronger than Ning Ziyang.
The corners of Chen Zixiao's mouth became more and more crooked, a bit evil.
That Azure Emperor... is really interesting!
Chen Zixiao has never seen such an interesting person. The inheritance in the world, whether it is cut off or still remains, is recorded in the king's power, but he has never known any inheritance that can make a daughter who is not even an internal energy. In just a few years, he became a real immortal.
"Unfortunately, since your death, no matter what secrets you have, you are just making wedding dresses for my disciples." Chen Zixiao had some expectations in his heart, looking forward to killing the Qing Emperor and getting the whole story.
Power, prestige, secret, inheritance! Even more revenge for his biological father!
Mo Qinglian didn't speak. Since Chen Zixiao appeared, Mo Qinglian knew that the other party was not good.
In any case, Longchi is a treasure created by Qin Xuan, and is the place where Qin Xuan practiced. Mo Qinglian would never allow anyone to destroy it.
Just as Mo Qinglian stepped on her feet and the body was suffering from a sudden increase in cold, a ray of light fell from the sky.
"Beauty, your name is Mo Qinglian, isn't it?" A slightly frivolous voice sounded behind itself, "You'd better not do it. That guy is not something you can deal with. If you are really injured, I will have a headache. of."
A figure had appeared on a branch not far away at some point, with grass roots dangling from the corner of his mouth, and a model magazine in his hand.
Mo Qinglian's complexion changed slightly. She looked at the big seal in front of her. Although it was one person tall, it exuded amazing power.
Chen Zixiao's smile froze slightly, and he turned to look at the frivolous young man.
"Wealth and wealth, are you going to stop me?" Chen Zixiao's words were a bit chilly. This is the first time he has adopted such an attitude since he joined the WTO.
The wealth of money spread his hands on the branches and jumped down from the tree.
"Chen Zixiao, you can take revenge, but Qin Xuan is always my friend. If he is not there, I can't let people smash his house, right?" Qian Fugui stretched his waist lazily, "I will wait for you. Oh my god, you are here!"
"My grandfather said, don’t let me participate in your fight with Qin Xuan. I’m always obedient. I’m called an honest and good baby, so I won’t participate. , This is a bit unnatural, right?"
Qian Fugui looked at Chen Zixiao, not paying attention to Chen Zixiao's increasingly cold gaze.
"Or, are you going to have a walk with me?"
"If you really plan to do that, now everyone knows the authority of the king, and I am a rich and noble descendant, it is not easy to lose the reputation of the ancestor."
Qian Fugui smiled, the jade pendant around his waist swayed gently, and then a ray of light emerged from his body.
There are ten auras, like a ring around Qian Fugui, gently circling.
Mo Qinglian turned her head, her pupils suddenly shrank.
She looked at the rays of light that the wealthy and wealthy body suffered. The rays of light were all magic weapons, exuding amazing power.
Even Chen Zixiao couldn't help his pupils tremble slightly, staring at the wealth and wealth without saying a word.
Qian Fugui smiled, "Chen Zixiao, boy, I am not good at fighting, but I am good at throwing things!"
He smiled and looked at Chen Zixiao, "These are all magic weapons that I don't like very much. What kind of knives, forks and sticks are so vulgar!"
"If you break these things, I would also like to thank you! Of course, as a descendant of wealth and wealth, I can take the wealth of the world, and I am naturally more than that."
As he said, Qian Fugui coughed slightly, and the golden jade on his waist bloomed again.
Ten more auras flew out from the golden jade, all of which were magic weapons, hovering beside him.
"Well! I still have a few things that I like. If you break it, I might be a little angry!"
Qian Fugui smiled, and twenty magic weapons lingered around his body.
Chen Zixiao's pupils trembled slightly, and a sword sounded vaguely from his waist.
Suddenly, Chen Zixiao smiled and turned slightly.
"The rich and the rich, say hello to Mr. Qian for me!"
Having said that, Chen Zixiao turned and left, never looking at Longchi Mountain again.
