Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

Wan Sanqian said calmly, "Otherwise, if I change my mind one day, you won't have a chance to regret it."

Dabei just opened his mouth.

Then he stood in front of Wan Sanqian like lightning.

Because someone is coming.

A figure suddenly "flew" into the balcony.

"Greetings to the Divine Marquis."

Wan Sanqian saw who was coming and immediately performed the ceremony.

But Dabei's vigilance became even stronger.

Because Zhu Wusi, whom he hadn't seen for more than half a year, gave him a terrifying aura.

It was as if the person standing in front of him was not a prince.

But it is a demon god on earth.

Chapter 450 Gong Ziyu

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhu Wusi's breath subsided slowly.

His entire temperament reversed directly back to the amiable yet majestic Iron-hearted Godly Marquis he once was.

"Greetings to the Divine Marquis."

Wan Sanqian immediately put on a humble expression.

After noticing Zhu Wushi's abnormality, he was perceptive and realized some potential crisis.

"Three thousand."

"How long have we known each other?"

Zhu sat down as if no one was around.

Wan Sanqian's body trembled slightly, but he still covered it up by pouring wine.

"About twenty years."

After pouring the wine, Wan Sanqian sat down.

He realized that it would be too much for Zhu to ignore this request.

Otherwise, there is no need to play the emotional card.

"Twenty years or so?"

“Time flies.”

Zhu Wusi sighed and murmured, "Looking back, our first meeting seemed a little funny."

"Three thousand were born in humble beginnings."

“So it’s inevitable to be obsessed with money.”

Wan Sanqian hurriedly covered it up.

Their acquaintance back then could be said to be a scam.

When he was young, he set up a trap to cheat Zhu Wusi, who was stupid and rich at the time, and thus they became friends.

"Yes."

Zhu Wusi sighed and savored it for a moment.

Then he seemed bored and asked, "Don't you have a famous courtesan here who can't see the moon? Let her play a song to liven up the atmosphere."

The moon is not visible.

It is the morning moon. 293

Zhu Wusi pointed out this person at this time, obviously with other intentions.

At least the expression on Monk Dabei's face became uncertain from then on.

Wan Sanqian also realized that there was Zhu Wusi's spy in the first floor.

"Great sorrow."

"Let's ask Chenyue to come over and play the piano to liven up the atmosphere."

Wan Sanqian pretended not to understand the mystery and deliberately followed the topic.

"Good wine."

"I haven't drunk alcohol for half a year, so I'm finally satisfied."

Zhu Wusi took another sip, full of appreciation.

Then the two of them toasted each other tacitly without bringing up any other topics.

The melodious sound of the piano also came.

Zhu Wusi admired it more and more.

at this time.

It's raining.

The raindrops are quite heavy.

"heavy rain."

Wan Sanqian sighed, "There's so much rain this year, I'm afraid there will be floods."

He is keen on all business information.

Just like now.

Floods mean famine.

This way he could stockpile food.

"Yes."

"This year's Dragon King Festival will definitely be more lively."

Zhu Wusi echoed.

Wan Sanqian's face froze.

He knew what was going to happen and there was no way to escape it.

"Three thousand."

Zhu Wusi said, "I would like to trouble you with one last thing."

"Please say!"

Wan Sanqian's mood became worse and worse.

finally?

Is it referring to yourself or something else?

He was too familiar with the royal family's mentality of using something and then discarding it like a worn-out shoe.

If I lose my usefulness, it will probably be the end of my life.

"I know you secretly trained the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi."

……

Once this topic is brought up.

Wan Sanqian's last life-saving trump card is also gone.

It was completely controlled by Zhu Wusi.

overseas.

Shen Lang looked at the two people who were practicing against each other.

Shen Lang and Zhu Qiqi's son, Shen Bailu, was dueling with a noble-looking child.

Although Shen Bailu's talent is not amazing enough.

But it is also a top-quality product rarely seen in the world.

His Shen family swordsmanship has already demonstrated three-tenths of its essence.

however.

His opponent is even more perverted.

His sword technique of Lianhua is extremely exquisite.

It already has 60% of the shadow of Wang Lianhua.

Maybe Wang Lianhua is not as good as Shen Lang, but six points against three points is more than enough.

"Xiaoyu is amazing."

"In just twenty days, I've actually cultivated my swordsmanship to this level."

Wang Lianhua sighed and said, "It is a godsend for us to be able to accept such a disciple."

Xiaoyu.

It’s Gongzi Yu.

A born nobleman, the future number one in the world.

"The gap between Bai Lu and him is indeed huge."

Shen Lang smiled bitterly.

Although he was very happy to accept such a disciple.

At least he saw in Gongzi Yu the qualifications to challenge Yue Buqun.

But Shen Bailu is his own son.

Gongzi Yu is ambitious and despises the world. It will be difficult to suppress him when he gets old.

Maybe the good ones don't work and the bad ones do.

Just now.

The newly arrived Gongzi Yu knocked Shen Bailu's sword away.

Get your first victory.

"Little Feather."

Zhu Qiqi came over.

Although there was not much joy, he still had to praise Gongzi Yu's talent.

Then she began to comment on the shortcomings in the two people's swordsmanship.

Neither Shen Lang nor Wang Lianhua got involved.

"Zhu Wusi has sent a letter."

Wang Lianhua asked, "What's your decision?"

Shen Lang shook his head.

The promise he made is like water spilled on the ground.

It will not be taken back.

"It seems I have to go."

Wang Lianhua gnashed her teeth and said, "It's time to pay back the revenge for that sword blow from the past."

He was never a generous person.

What's more, Yue Buqun really didn't take him seriously at the beginning.