Outside Chengtian Gate.

Seeing Zhao Yu carrying the giant Buddha to chase Wei Zhongxian, Jiang Yuyan struggled several times, but in the end she was unable to stand up because of her severe injuries.

Ximen Chuixue on the side glanced at the woman with a wary look, then turned and left without saying a word.

The sword strike before had already made things clear between him and Zhao Yu. According to his temper, he would neither take advantage of others' danger nor meddle in others' affairs!

After Ximen Chuixue left, Jiang Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief, crossed her legs and closed her eyes, and began to adjust her injuries.

Originally, according to Jiang Yuyan's ability, the injury would be temporarily suppressed quickly after adjusting her breath.

Disturbed internal breathing, damaged tendons and veins...

These are all trivial matters, but what really makes Jiang Yuyan's heart palpitate is that her inner breath is actually showing signs of collapsing.

Replacing flowers with trees is not a peaceful and righteous art.

For a long time, the reason why Jiang Yuyan was able to swallow the inner breath of others without any scruples was that, in addition to the power of grafting flowers and trees, her own luck was also a very important factor.

This kind of thing cannot be seen or touched, and for ordinary people, it is dispensable.

But for Jiang Yuyan, these may be the reasons why she can save the day every time.

But now, her own luck has been damaged, and some disadvantages that she had ignored in the past have also appeared one after another.

After a stick of incense, Jiang Yuyan's injuries were not relieved. Instead, she turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It seems that Miss Jiang is seriously injured!"

At this critical moment, a person fell from the top of Chengtianmen and walked slowly to Jiang Yuyan.

The iron-hearted god, Zhu Wuli!!

From this moment on, Zhu Wuwang had a faint smile on his face, but he couldn't suppress the excitement flashing in his eyes.

All the changes tonight seemed to be God's effort to facilitate his decades of humiliation and humiliation!

"The God of Tie Guan..."

Jiang Yuyan opened her eyes and looked coldly at the guy who appeared in front of her.

Although he was in a desperate situation, Zhu Wuwu noticed that there was no fear in this woman's eyes.

Knowing that the closer he got to success, the more cautious he needed to be, Zhu Wuwu quietly took a step back and looked around.

Except for the dead warriors from the Supervisory Headquarters, there was no one else around.

"I have always had a doubt..."

After making sure that no one was around, Zhu Wuwu raised his hand slightly.

As Zhu Tiedan raised his hand, the waist knives scattered on the ground by the warriors from the surrounding supervisory headquarters floated into the sky one after another.

Even the bluestones left behind when Zhao Yu broke through the palace wall also floated.

"Is Miss Jiang's grafting technique more powerful, or is this prince's suction technique better?"

After saying this, Zhu Tiedan stretched out his hand, and a terrifying devouring power surged out from his palm, heading towards Jiang Yuyan who was unable to get up.

At this moment, Jiang Yuyan couldn't even stand up, let alone resist.

"die!!"

At this moment, a cold light swept out from the eaves not far away and headed straight for Zhu Wuwu.

Under the dark night, the sword glowed with a panic-stricken blood color.

"Even Yagyu Tajima Mamoru is far from my opponent, how about you?!"

Zhu Wuwu didn't even look back at the sword light that was attacking him. With a simple wave of his hand, the waist knives and gravel floating around him turned into sharp arrows and flew straight towards the sword light.

Before the man took action, Zhu Wuwu had already sensed his aura.

However, he didn't pay any attention to martial artists of this level.

The long knife in Ding Xiu's hand circulated, cutting off the attacking waist knife, and he was also hit by several gravels filled with energy.

When he fell in front of Jiang Yuyan, he was actually seriously injured.

This does not mean that with Ding Xiu's martial arts level, he can withstand Zhu Tiedan's attack.

It's just that Zhu Wuli deliberately spared his life.

The reason is very simple, there is something in him that Zhu Wuyi desperately wants to get!

"The God of Death slashed it in your hand, and you are able to reach this level. Your talent is pretty good..."

Looking at Ding Xiu who could still block him with a sword, Zhu Wuwu was slightly startled, and then said: "But if you want to stop me, it's not enough!"

"Give you a way to survive. Cut off the head of the woman behind you. When I face the north and proclaim myself emperor, I will definitely not treat you badly!"

Zhu Wuli, who was originally determined to kill, seemed to admire the man standing in front of him.

Of course, it's just a seeming...

Although Ding Xiu wanders around the world, he still has no lack of foresight.

When Zhu Wuwu extended the olive branch, he already understood the true purpose of the divine prince in front of him!

"Oh, I wonder what price Shenhou can offer?"

Although Ding Xiu looked pale, after hearing Zhu Wuwu's words, he picked up the long knife carelessly, seeming to be very interested in Zhu Wuwu's solicitation.

“It’s no problem to grant him soil and make him a king!”

Seeing that Ding Xiu in front of him seemed to be interested, Zhu Wuwu, like Wei Zhongxian before him, opened his mouth to declare himself king!

"Tsk tsk..."

Ding Xiu stared at Zhu Wuwu and said with a smile: "If nothing else, I still have self-awareness. Can I be crowned king?

Haha, for a charlatan who can’t get on the stage, isn’t this price a bit too much?

We are all not fools, I think the Lord Shen will not engage in loss-making business!"

Zhu Wulan smiled indifferently, and then said: "Of course, in addition to the head of the woman behind you, I also want..."

"Beijing officials' travel records?"

Ding Xiu is so smart, he already knew the price when Zhu Wuwu gave the price of becoming king.

The world-famous iron-gallant lord in front of him definitely did not care about him, an unknown person, but he was concerned about the illegal activities of the hundreds of Kyoto officials that Zhao Yurang himself had collected!

proclaim oneself emperor?

Becoming emperor is not as simple as killing all the royal family and all those who oppose it, and then moving your butt on the dragon throne!

Even if Zhu Wuli had the handle of the top ten generals of the frontier army, he would not be able to successfully ascend the dragon throne of Fengtian Palace!

And those things that Zhao Yu paid a lot of money for Ding Xiu to collect from the beginning can play an extremely important role!

Of course, it's not that Zhu Wuwu can't collect these things, but that he doesn't dare!

At least before today, he definitely wouldn't have dared to think about it!

His background dictates that no matter how powerful he is, there are certain things that he would not dare to touch.

But Zhao Yu and Ding Xiu, these two bachelors, have no such worries at all!

Therefore, the first time he saw Ding Xiu, Zhu Wuwu was concerned about the information he held on the capital officials!

"good!"

When he heard the words 'Beijing Official Travel Record' coming out of Ding Xiu's mouth, Zhu Mingwang couldn't hide his excitement.

Seeing Zhu Wuwen speak, Ding Xiu fell silent at this moment.

He seemed to be weighing the pros and cons.

And the iron-making gallbladder did not rush, he knew that the price he offered, not to mention a dissolute and helpless Jianghu, even a powerful boss, had no reason to refuse.

Outside Chengtian Gate, there was a brief silence.

After a few breaths, Ding Xiu seemed to have made a decision.

He held the long knife, slowly turned around and looked at Jiang Yuyan, who was sitting cross-legged, and grinned.

Seeing Ding Xiu's actions, Zhu Wuwu was overjoyed.
Chapter completed!