"Tao Zhao, you eat meat, I drink soup..."

Before the young soldier could speak, Zhao Tou had already knelt respectfully on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Yuanqin, the centurion of the Demon-Suppressing City, paid a visit to the Sifang Divine Marquis!"

Zheng Ming looked at Zhao Toutu with fear and said carelessly: "We have seen each other. At that time, you were guarding the city gate."

"What, now I'm changing the job?"

Zhao Tou never expected that a big man like Zheng Ming who had to look up before he could remember him as a minion. For a moment, his heart was filled with honor and gratitude.

"Report to the Marquis, I just transferred my position in the second half of a year ago and serve as the scout leader here." Zhao Yuanci said carefully.

Zheng Ming nodded and said, "Very good, you can continue to take on your position. I'll go to Demon Suppression City for a walk."

While speaking, Zheng Ming slowly stepped out, and his whole body disappeared between heaven and earth.

After Zhao Yuanci confirmed that Zheng Ming had left, he got up from the ground.

"Zhao Tou, Sifang Shenhou, you...you said this is a Shenhou? Grandma, I didn't expect that Zhao Tou, you actually know Shenhou." A soldier who was about the same age as Zhao Yuanprin, smiled and complimented.

"I am not qualified to know him." After being pleased, Zhao Yuanqi felt very helpful, but said cautiously: "It's just that when he came to the Demon Suppressing City, I happened to guard the city gate."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yuanci couldn't help but say proudly: "Do you still remember those old seniors? They were all dealt with by this marquis!"

Speaking of the three words "Old Senior", Zhao Yuanquan had a teasing smile on his face.

The soldiers present were all familiar with the three words "old senior". When they heard Zhao Yuanqian's jokes, they all burst into laughter.

"Tao Zhao, you are talking about him!" The young soldier said with a hint of horror in his voice.

Zhao Yuanquan nodded and said, "It's not him!"

"Oh my God, I actually met a Dharma King. Didn't he say he had been buried in a demon cave? Why...why..."

When the young soldier said this, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Today seems to be his sister's wedding!"

"Will he come back this time to attend his sister's wedding?"

When Zhao Yuanci heard this, he also remembered something, and his expression changed immediately.

Three thousand miles outside the Demon Suppression City, a newly built small city was already decorated with lights and festive atmosphere everywhere.

The streets of the small town were crowded with pedestrians coming and going, and most of them focused their eyes on the mansions in the middle of the city.

"I heard that this young lady married, but the royal family!" The vendor who carried the food he made on his shoulders said to his companion with some pride.

"That's right? It is said that the betrothal gift is very generous. There are colorful silks woven from purple silk silk, which are not invasive of water and fire. When practicing, it can improve the speed of cultivation!"

"Hey, you have to throw away goods and die if you compare them. This royal family is naturally different. I just don't know if the city lord will appear."

"Yes, since I came here to live, I never seemed to have seen what the city lord looked like."

"Neither I!"

All kinds of discussions filled the small city. In this discussion, a fat man in silk clothes was shouting: "Li Clee, hurry up, slow down, I will peel you!"

"Woo, you guys, didn't you ask you to get snow lotus fruit? Look, what is this?"

"You guys are cheating. I won't tell the eldest master, let him deal with you well."

"No, I want to tell Manager Li to see how she dealt with you!"

As the fat man's spit was splashing, some people acted quickly, and some people ignored the fat man's domineering attitude and retorted: "Fatty Lu, you're so loud that you know how to point fingers at me. Don't ask yourself, your fat man did something for the lady's wedding!"

"That's it, Fatty Lu, don't tell me, you can't do anything!"

"Fatty Lu, just give you a chicken feather and you will be a command arrow. I really think of myself as the chief executive. I'm so scared!"

Although Fatty Lu was so angry that his body was trembling with fat, he had no choice.

Although he is much better in cultivation than these sarcastic guys, once he gets angry and fights, he is still far behind these people.

After all, he is not good at fighting, and these guys are all powerful soldiers who have experienced many battles.

Fatty Lu fights these guys, and he really doesn't have any advantage. What's more, they are all people who have experienced disasters in life and death. Although these people can't spit out ivory from their mouths, they are very close to Fatty Lu in their hearts.

"The road is broken, have you all got out of the invitation?" Fatty Lu was about to go to other places to check the arrangements when he suddenly found a familiar figure coming over and quickly met him.

This bad water is actually called Lu Huaishui. Although this name is not top-notch, it also has a bit of elegance.

But after seeing Lu Huaishui doing things, Fatty Lu directly changed the name to Lu Baishhui. Not long after this name appeared, it was accepted by the entire city.

Lu Huaishui looks three-point handsome, and at first sight, people suddenly realize that this person is gentle and elegant, very extraordinary.

At this time, seeing Fatty Lu, a hint of anger appeared on Lu Huaishui's face, but in the end, the anger turned into depressedness.

"Our invitation has been sent out, but... someone has warned them that they dare not come!"

Although Lu Huaishui did not explicitly say who the person was warning, Fatty Lu understood it instantly and laughed forcefully, "If you don't come, don't come. Our whole city is lively, that... that... that guy tells me about the Massacre formation. If there are really no eyes, kill them without saying a word!"

Fatty Lu said this sentence very low, but in the voice, there was a sequel of murderous intent.

Lu Huaishui looked at Fatty Lu in surprise. In his impression, Fatty Lu was a fat man who smiled all day long.

It can be said that as long as you don’t crush him, Fatty Lu won’t care too much if you slapped him twice, and you can even smile.

Unexpectedly, this guy was so bloody. While surprised Lu Baishui, he also had a little more admiration.

"I've arranged this a long time ago. Grandma. If someone dares to bully people too much, they should show them whatever they say."

Speaking of this, Lu Huaishui said with emotion: "If all of us brothers can stay, even if we come to the two Dharma body realms, I can still keep him."

"What a pity..."

After sighing, a trace of sadness appeared on Lu Wushui's face. Seeing this, Fatty Lu comforted him and said, "Okay, everyone has their own ambitions, and we can't force them."

"Hmph, when Lord Shenhou comes back, they will regret it."

Lu Huaishui looked at Fatty Lu with anticipation and shook his head helplessly. In the entire Sifang City, he firmly believed that Zheng Ming would come back. Apart from Zheng Gongxuan and his wife, only Fatty Lu was the one among the people who were most confident in Zheng Ming's return.

"Okay, I'll go see if there is any place to be cleaned up." Fatty Lu patted Lu Huaishui's shoulder and went there in a blink of an eye.

In the mansion of the lord of Sifang City, Zheng Xiaoxuan was wearing a phoenix crown and a robe. At this moment, she no longer had her usual carefree appearance, and she looked so dazzling.

Looking at the woman who looked like a goddess in the treasure mirror, a faint smile appeared on her cheek.

This is a happy smile, a smile full of expectations, a smile that makes people intoxicated. Just as Zheng Xiaoxuan smiled, the fifth prince who walked in from outside showed a hint of intoxication in his eyes.

Although he was already so familiar, his heart couldn't help but indulge in that smile when he looked at the sweet smile.

"Why are you here?" Zheng Xiaoxuan seemed to sense it, turned her head and looked at the fifth prince.

A trace of tenderness flashed in the fifth prince's eyes and he said softly: "I miss you, let's take a look."

"It's like I haven't seen it in my lifetime, hum, slick!" Zheng Xiaoxuan looked at the fifth prince with gentle eyes and said coquettishly: "You can still regret it now. If you really marry me, you... your throne will really be gone."

"Actually, as long as you... as long as you have me in your heart, even if you don't have a title, it doesn't matter..."

After saying this, Zheng Xiaoxuan's tears almost shed.

Seeing Zheng Xiaoxuan's sad look on her face, the fifth prince's heart seemed to be softly touched by the woman in front of her. She was always so understanding. The fifth prince felt that nothing was important. As long as she could be with this woman and feel her tenderness and consideration, that was enough!

Thinking of this, he walked over lovingly, hugged the beloved woman and said, "I have already sworn that I will never let my Xuan'er be wronged."

"I have always regarded inheriting the throne of the Zique Divine Dynasty as my greatest happiness, but now, I think that all of this is not as important as my Xuan'er."

"It's my happiest time to leave God's capital for half a year."

"You lied to me. You just came here, not completely thinking about me. Is something happened?" Zheng Xiaoxuan raised her head and said quietly.

The fifth prince smiled bitterly and said, "I can't hide anything from you. There is something wrong. Mr. Mu is gone."

Mr. Mu and Zheng Xiaoxuan are not unfamiliar with him. He is the subordinate whom the fifth prince relies most. He not only has high cultivation but also has superb wisdom. It can be said that half of the hope of the fifth prince's fighting for the world lies with this Mr. Mu.

Although Mr. Mu had not seen Zheng Xiaoxuan several times, Zheng Xiaoxuan knew very well in his heart that Mr. Mu had no favors for her. According to Mr. Mu, it would be harmful to the fifth prince who married her Zheng Xiaoxuan.

"Then why don't you catch him back quickly." Zheng Xiaoxuan urged anxiously, and as she spoke, she stood up from the stool.

"No need to chase after him, it's better if he leaves." The fifth prince grabbed Zheng Xiaoxuan's hand, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "When I am determined to fight for the world, we are like-minded."

"But now, I have no intention of the whole world. Even if I recover him, it will be a burial of his talents. It would be better to just stop it and let him pursue his future." (To be continued.)
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