"Jimeng, I have always treated you well, why did you betray me!!" The young man known as the Seventh Prince looked at a middle-aged man in white robes in the center of the group of people. He seemed to be the commander of this group of people.

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"Seventh Prince, you can't blame me entirely. I just want to have a better future." The middle-aged man in white didn't seem to have any feeling for the word "betrayal." "You used to be a cultivation genius.

All the princes are suppressed by you, and you are the one who has the best chance of becoming the successor of the dynasty."

"But things are different now. Your roots have been completely destroyed. 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 destined to

It is impossible to be strong."

The young man bit his lip tightly, his body shaking uncontrollably with anger.

This Jie Meng has always been his most trusted subordinate, entrusting him with all his important tasks, and he has given him generous amounts of power and wealth.

But he didn't expect that he would win his betrayal in the end. He mixed a kind of poison into the pill that he swallowed daily to increase his cultivation speed. This poison directly destroyed his talent bones, making him ten years old.

The profound energy that had been cultivated for several years disappeared completely overnight, and could not even be condensed again.

He searched for famous doctors, but could not find any cure. The only thing that could help him recover only existed in legends, which undoubtedly announced the end of his martial arts.

But he didn't give up. If he couldn't cultivate, he would win the hearts of the people by governing the world!

Under his leadership, the area under his jurisdiction became the richest place in the entire dynasty. All the people praised him highly. Even his father, the emperor of the entire dynasty, was impressed by his ability to govern the country, and even wanted to

Give him the position of heir.

As for personal cultivation, the best thing to do is arrange a few powerful warriors to protect him. Their dynasty has a vast territory and abundant resources, so this is not a difficult task.

However, at this time, all the other princes were ready to make a move, especially the eldest prince. His talent and ability to govern the country could only be ranked second under the aura of the seventh prince. Strong jealousy made him choose to get rid of his younger brother, so

That's how today's scene happened.

Several loyal warriors who protected the Seventh Prince had already sacrificed their lives while protecting him on his way out of the fiefdom and on his way to the dynasty. Now there was not much distance to go from the capital, but at this necessary place, they were ambushed again.

Now there is only one eighth-level true martial artist left by his side.

"Crack! Click!"

While the Seventh Prince questioned Ji Meng, they also talked about many things in the past. But at this time, a very discordant voice came from the side.

The demon fetus was actually sitting on a rock, nibbling an unknown nut, listening to the conversation between the two of them with great interest.

"Why are you looking at me? Keep talking, don't stop!" Zhang Menglong said, "Such a wonderful story, if I don't finish listening to it, I will feel uncomfortable all over. I think your story can write a novel, at the starting point

It will definitely sell well.”

"I don't know what you mean!" The man named Jimeng just looked at Zhang Mengyu with disdain. His subordinates told him that this demon fetus was only at the eighth level of Zhenwu.

He originally thought that the so-called magic fetus could subvert the entire dynasty or even the entire continent. Why should they be in the Heaven-breaking realm or even stronger? The magic fetus is indeed just an "embryo" that does not pose much of a threat.

Among the people who came to hunt down the Seventh Prince this time, there were five who were at the eighth level of Zhenwu alone, and there was even one who was at the ninth level of Zhenwu. Are they afraid of a mere demon fetus that is not yet a mature person?

"Seventh Prince, we don't need to talk nonsense anymore. I will remember all the good things you did to me in the past. After you die, I will go to pay homage to you every year. You are ready to go!"

"If you want to touch the Seventh Prince, step over my body first!" The injured warrior immediately stood in front of the Seventh Prince, and the hundreds of warriors holding weapons and wearing armor suddenly did not dare to step forward.

"Excuse me, dear guests!" Jimeng raised his hands behind him.

"Haha, we still need to take action."

Gu Hu

"Jimeng, when the time comes to ask for credit from the eldest prince, don't forget us!"

Five people who looked cold but exuded a powerful aura walked out of the crowd. All five of them were at the eighth level of Zhenwu.

The expression of the warrior under the seventh prince suddenly became very ugly. If it was one-on-one, even if he was injured, he would still be able to escape with the seventh prince, not to mention defeating the opponent.

But now there are five people, and there is another guest minister under the eldest prince, who is a ninth-level true martial artist, 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 battles between warriors at the eighth level of Zhenwu are far less spectacular than the battles between the eighth-level life forms in Zhang Mengyu's world, but the flying Xuan Qi and various martial arts can be regarded as an eye-opener for him.

People's potential often explodes in desperate situations. The warrior was one against five, and even seriously injured two of his opponents. However, after all, he was outnumbered, and one of the five people pierced his chest with a long sword.

"Gala ga la."

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, it's quick, just a moment, it won't hurt much." Ji Meng showed a ferocious smile.

"Hey, do you think I don't exist?" Zhang Mengyu finished knocking down a bag of melon seeds and had almost heard the story. Since he could meet the seventh prince here, he was somewhat destined to be with him, so he decided

Come and help this unfortunate 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 fetus they call you, right?"

"What kind of demon fetus? Labor and capital are demons!" Zhang Mengyu said casually, "Are you rich?"

"Money?" Qi Xiu was stunned for a moment, "Our dynasty has a total of 184 cities, and the 28 richest ones are all in my name. I dare say that there will never be more than 10 richer people in the entire dynasty!

"

"To be honest, it's my first time coming to your place. I don't have much money, and I don't want to do anything for free. This will ruin my reputation." Zhang Mengyu also knew that he wanted to hang out on this continent.

Money is an essential thing.

"you mean......"

"I save 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 slim, but since he was called a demon fetus and had such a prophecy, he could not

Look down on the person in front of you.

"Even if I get the position of heir to the dynasty in the future, I will give you half of the entire dynasty!"

"Okay!" Zhang Mengyu nodded with satisfaction, "Then I'll save your life."
Chapter completed!