Wang Zixuan has been staying in Kuihou Kingdom recently. He does not have the mentality of many monks who pursue realm and immortality.

Even now that I have a human body, I still focus on lying down.

After all, he has no longevity worries.

The only thing I'm anxious about is just saving my life.

Wang Zixuan sees things very clearly. He even wants the human race to be better and stronger than most humans.

At that time, he sensed Chailu, and several gods broke free from their prisons. He almost peed with fear.

Later, I felt that one of the gods had fallen. Such a huge event could not be covered up at all. It was like the falling of stars. Suddenly the darkness dissipated and fell into nothingness forever.

He didn't know what exactly happened, but it didn't affect him at all. He invited everyone in the brothel to drink for three days.

He cheered for Dadui's return, and he sincerely hoped that the human race would become more and more prosperous, that there would be more top-notch strong men in the human race, and that there would be more outrageous guys.

It's best to suppress the gods so hard that they can't lift their butts.

Even more, he wanted to watch the stars fall and Ragnarok.

In this way, he can experience all kinds of beautiful life in peace, and no longer have to worry about being stepped on by the gods one day.

He is actually not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of annihilation. He is just afraid of returning to a state where he cannot survive or die.

During the days he spent in the human race, what he most recognized was one sentence.

Life is not terrible, death is not terrible, but the endless pursuit of life and not being able to die is the most terrible thing.

But once, he was born as a god and had no innate short life limit, so he would not die so easily.

Similarly, being unable to survive without seeking death is also the state he is most likely to fall into.

After so many years of sinking in the mud of the troubled world, he had already had enough. He really had enough.

If not, he wouldn't have tried so hard to offend the person in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times and escape.

Even now, he is more willing to talk about the turbulent world and the muddy sea than the abyss of sinking.

Just a name is enough to show how strong he wants to be separated from his past.

Sitting on the second floor, watching the new oiran playing a fresh tune below, Wang Zixuan immediately smiled and took out a storage bag to reward him.

That's what he likes now. Although Kuihou State is a small place and a bit chaotic, in terms of the brothel, it is really several floors higher than Daqian.

Even when the singing stopped, the storyteller came up and told all kinds of strange stories in a melodious tone. The level of storytelling and storytelling was far higher than that of Dagan.

Wang Zixuan listened with great interest, and immediately received another reward after it was over.

Anyway, he wants spiritual stones, but they won’t be used for cultivation, and they don’t need to be spent on things like refining elixirs and refining weapons. They have no other use than spending them.

And if he wants to get some money, he doesn't have to pick it up himself. The little black guy who follows him can get it for him.

Of course, this was not about stealing and robbing. It was not worthwhile to cause trouble for this little money. They were directly looking for scattered small veins of minerals in the wilderness and going there to get them.

While Wang Zixuan was having fun here and continuing to fall into a state of depravity, a turtle man sent him a letter.

"Your Majesty, someone just sent a letter and named it to be sent to Your Majesty."

"What kind of invitation is it again?"

"Probably not..."

"Who sent it?"

"have no idea."

"Huh?" Wang Zixuan was slightly startled. The Turtle Master here couldn't be so cold-blooded. He would send everything to him.

With a trace of hesitation on his face, Turtle Gong raised the envelope with both hands.

In the center of the envelope, it was written that Wang Zixuan personally addressed it.

Mr. Turtle turned over the envelope, and there were two poems written on the back.

The wind was light after the sun had passed, and it was difficult to see the way people were going.

"What does this mean?"

"No one knows what these two lines of poetry mean.

But it should have been sent by the Riddler.

A few years ago, the Riddler sent a letter to the boss, and there were these two poems on the back of the envelope.

It should be the cut that identifies the Riddler responsible for the local area.

Xiao Xiao is responsible for the reception of Qinghe Building on weekdays, so he was specially told by his superiors not to offend others because of his ignorance.

The young man has no right to handle this letter. Since it is stated that it is to be sent to the prince, the young man can only deliver it in person."

Wang Zixuan took the letter. It looked very ordinary, without any power. It was just an ordinary letter.

After opening it, you can see the first sentence inside.

"Zizixuan, you are so patient!"

The moment he saw this sentence, a strong thought emerged.

It was as if there was someone standing in front of him, pressing his head with one hand, looking down at him, and saying with a smile.

"Zizixuan, you are so patient!

Did you think everything was fine?

How dare you block the call?

Do you think that person is really sleeping?

Come to Jiachen City to meet me."

With just a few words, the handwriting on the letter was slowly dissipating, and the letter paper suddenly burned to ashes.

Of course Wang Zixuan knew who this was.

He really didn't think it was okay and deliberately blocked the call.

Rather, he has always been a shameless scum in the eyes of those bastards in the muddy world.

Even later, Wheel and the others didn't care about this anymore.

But in recent years, those bastards in the muddy sea of ​​turbulent times have been calling him when they have something to do, and they have treated him with the most bad-mouthed words, as if they are crazy.

He couldn't bear to be disturbed, so he simply blocked all calls and continued to act happily.

But when he saw this letter, especially the mention of the sleeping one, Wang Zixuan couldn't sit still.

He immediately stood up and dropped a storage bag.

"You guys know how to get to Jiachen City, right?"

"We certainly know about Dadui Jiachen City. Your Majesty will make arrangements for you right away."

The titular Turtle King respectfully stepped back. After a moment, he saw a streamlined flying boat no more than ten feet long descending from the sky.

Turtle Gong led Wang Zixuan to the flying boat.

"Your Majesty seems not familiar with the road, so I decided to bring him a flying boat.

This belongs to a certain big shot above, it is the fastest and most stable.

Now I heard that the prince seems to be in an emergency, so I immediately transferred him, please invite me, prince."

Wang Zixuan didn't say much. He only knew the general direction and was not familiar with the road. He boarded the flying boat, which took off directly from the city, turned into a ray of light and flew away, heading straight to Dadui Jiachen City.

All the brothels in Kuihou Kingdom are controlled by the head of Kuihou Kingdom, and the service is first-class.

This flying boat belongs to the Lord of Kuihou. A big customer like Zizixuan who spends money like opening a floodgate must serve him well.

There are thirty flying boats specially bought and kept for use at any time to improve service quality.

Moreover, each of these flying boats has been reported to Dadui. When passing through the border, it can be inspected without stopping, but it can only fly directly to Jiachen City and then be inspected after landing.

If it were another flying boat that dared to cross the border directly and enter Dadui without losing speed, 80% of it would be sunk directly.

As a price, the leader of Kuihou Kingdom had to endorse his reputation, and he also placed an order for 300,000 new versions of Yugui.

Two days later, the flying boat landed outside Jiachen City. Zizixuan didn't have to worry about anything. Professionals from Kuihou Kingdom would negotiate everything.

If anything happens to Zizixuan in Dadui, the whole blame will fall on the owner of Kuihou.

But customers don’t know this. Customers only know that the service is good.

When Zizixuan left, he vaguely heard something about the special travel line from Kuihou Kingdom to Jiachen City. It happened to be the peak season or something.

The moment he stepped into Jiachen City from the east gate of Jiachen City, Wang Zixuan paused slightly, and his face turned pale.

He felt the presence of the Sun-Destroying Demon.

Because the beheading season is here, the Sun Destroyer didn't want to miss it, so he came out to perform his duties.

Wang Zixuan turned his head with difficulty and looked at the small temple not far away, feeling that it was a little difficult to breathe.

Even if the aura has changed and the charm has changed, the fundamental thing that will not change is the Yang Demon.
To be continued...