The cooperation between Zhou Hao and Isabella Sler has basically been decided. Zhou Hao only helped Isabella Sler when facing the Pope, and the people of the Dark Night Clan are Zhou Hao's thugs. If there is anything needed in the future
Help, most of them will accept orders unconditionally.
It seemed like Zhou Hao had taken advantage. After all, he only agreed to help Isabella Sler, but the Dark Night clan had to help Zhou Hao all the time, but both of them knew that no one suffered any loss.
Zhou Hao does not have the power and masters of vampires like the Dark Night Clan. If something cannot be solved, he has to use his own people. The key is in the supernatural world. His own people are definitely no match against these people. Even Liu Hongmei can only
He is considered a master, but not a top master.
At least he estimated that Liu Hongmei would definitely not be a match against a prince from the Dark Night Clan. Although he didn’t know how many people there were in the Dark Night Clan, at least he knew that there should be a few more princes, not to mention those dukes and counts, there must be more. If it really happened
They are enemies related to people with superpowers, and it is definitely more convenient for them to take action than it is for you.
He has now become a celebrity in the supernatural world, and has offended many people. They dare not cause trouble for him, and there is no guarantee that they will not have thoughts about the people around them. The help of the Dark Night Clan is very important.
For Isabella Sler, it is not a big deal to let people from the Dark Night Clan serve Zhou Hao. Anyway, there are many people in the Dark Night Clan. Although these people may be regarded as having very low status and strength to outsiders.
Normally, but for the vampire emperor, those people probably didn't even have the qualifications to let him take a look.
Compared to her descendants, Isabella Sler took Zhou Hao's promise very seriously. This was a master of her own level, and he promised to deal with the Pope of Light together.
There are only four masters of the same level known to the world. The American God of War and China's Director Li each represent their own country. If there is a battle between top masters, no matter which two people fight, the other two will
I can only watch the excitement and won't help.
The only exception was Zhou Hao. When the vampire emperor actually heard Zhou Hao say that he was a warrior, he understood a little bit. This time, Director Li was probably trying to sell someone else's meat. Warriors are different from those with supernatural powers. They all work hard.
The skills gained through cultivation, rather than natural abilities, are actually three points stronger. If we really want to fight, those with the same level of abilities will be weaker than the warriors.
Although the cooperation between the two parties was a bit dramatic, they each got what they needed. After the two agreed on the relationship this time, Zhou Hao asked Isabella Sler curiously: "Mr. Sler, you just said you met a master in China.
, I am very interested in learning about this history.”
"I've known for a long time that Zhou Hao, you can't help but ask. Although these are old events, I have always remembered them deeply. You happen to be an Eastern warrior as well, so I'll have a chat with you." Isabellas
With a confident look on his face, he indeed guessed that Zhou Hao wanted to ask, wasn't what he said before just to arouse Zhou Hao's curiosity?
Zhou Hao smiled and said: "Well, I just want to know what level those masters in ancient China reached."
"I really can't estimate the specific realm. When I went to China, I didn't have the strength I have today. Even though I was an emperor, there was a distinction between superior and inferior. You should understand." Isabella Sler shook her head.
road.
Zhou Hao was a little disappointed. Looking at Isabella Sler, this old guy aroused his curiosity, but he didn't know what happened. Isn't this a joke? Fortunately, he is no longer as impulsive as before, otherwise he would really
Blame Isabelle Sler.
After thousands of years of experience as a vampire, how could he not tell what Zhou Hao was thinking? He was not in a hurry and continued slowly: "Although I can't confirm their cultivation level, I can tell you about their situation!"
"Yes, yes, why did I forget this? Mr. Sler, please tell me." Zhou Hao was stunned and secretly said that he was really impatient. When he heard the other party talking about senior experts, he felt like a child who likes to listen to stories.
, can’t wait.
Isabella Sler did not express any dissatisfaction with Zhou Hao. After all, when she was young, if she heard others talk about her family's masterful deeds, she would be so impatient.
In his eyes, Zhou Hao, no matter how strong he is, is just a young man in his twenties. He doesn't know that Zhou Hao has been born in two generations. Although his experience is not as good as his, his ambition is not comparable to that of ordinary people, but as a master of the same level
, Isabella Sler did not dare to look down upon Zhou Hao at all.
Thinking in his mind, he already said: "If I talk about those unknown masters, you definitely don't know about them. Let me talk about someone you should have records of. You know Zhang Sanfeng, I have met him in person."
"What? Are you kidding me, Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang?" Zhou Hao was surprised. Unexpectedly, Isabella Sler was the first to mention Zhang Sanfen, the real Zhang, who was personally sealed by Emperor Yongle of the Ming Dynasty.
Even others are unwilling to accept the real person.
According to Zhang Sanfeng's historical records, there was indeed such a person, not a fabricated person in novels. He was born in the late Song Dynasty and died in the early Ming Dynasty. There is no accurate date of birth and death, but according to records, he must have lived for more than a hundred years.
Years old, many people even say that he lived over 150 years old, but no one knows the exact age.
Seeing Zhou Hao's look, Isabella Sler knew that he must also know Zhang Sanfeng, who was a well-known top master in ancient China. She was not in a hurry to tell Zhou Hao stories, and just looked at him with a smile.
Zhou Hao felt that he had lost his composure and said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Sler, don't blame me for being too excited. It's really the person you mentioned that is so amazing."
"Miracle? Yes, Mr. Zhou Hao, I totally agree with what you said. When I traveled in China, among the people I met, Zhang Sanfeng was the number one in terms of magic. At least the others I saw were not as good as him.
Mr. Zhang Sanfeng." Isabella Sler thought about Zhou Hao's words and was very sure that Zhang Sanfeng was amazing.
Zhou Hao couldn't laugh or cry. He had heard of someone named Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, and also heard of someone named Zhang Zhenren. This was the first time he heard someone call him Mr., but he thought that even if Isabella Sler was obsessed with China, she would still be British.
Once you get used to it, you will feel relieved.
Isabella Sler didn't know what Zhou Hao was thinking, but continued: "This was probably more than seven hundred years ago. That was when I reached the realm of an emperor and traveled around. I was traveling in Europe at that time
At the end, I felt that it was not interesting, so I kept heading east, and then I came to the magical China."
Zhou Hao is not particularly proficient in history, but he can roughly calculate it. According to Isabella Sler, it should be the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. Marco Polo had already returned from the East, and he also knew the reason why he went to the West.
A certain factor in the invasion of China is the issue of Marco Polo's travels. It seems that the vampire emperor arrived in China at about the same time as Marco Polo.
At this moment, I heard Isabella Sler say: "Actually, it's not that there are no records of China at all here, but it's just not systematic at all. So when I was in China, I changed my name to Marco Polo.
I also wrote a travel diary when I came back."
Zhou Hao's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Isabella Sler for a long time and almost shouted. This Isabella Sler was actually Marco Polo. He was the cause of almost all the wars of aggression in the East.
But I couldn't blame him yet. When Isabelle Sler transformed into Marco Polo and wrote down his travel diary, it was partly for record purposes. At the same time, it was certainly because of his experience in the East that he had endless aftertaste. It could also be said that he marveled at China.
This is not a deliberate attempt to cause war.
Isabella Sler sighed and said: "At first I just wanted to record what I saw and heard, and I admired China very much, and even became a fan of China, so I wrote it down. I didn't expect that future generations would covet it because of it.
China’s wealth and the Western invasion of China in modern times are partly my fault, which makes me feel very guilty.”
Zhou Hao was a little dumbfounded. He didn't need to blame him now. He was simply very guilty, but he still said speechlessly: "Mr. Isabella Sler, I remember Marco Polo is Italian and you are British."
"Yes, I was originally British, but since I want to change my name, it's easy to change my nationality, right?" Isabella Sler smiled, and then suddenly spoke in a language that Zhou Hao couldn't understand.
After a few words, it felt like there was something in his mouth, and his voice sounded like a trembling voice.
Although Zhou Hao couldn't understand it, based on the characteristics of this language, Zhou Hao could guess that it should be Italian. He thought that he was stupid again. It was not easy for this guy who has lived for thousands of years to pretend to be Italian.
Isabella Sler knew that Zhou Hao believed her, but she still smiled and said: "Back in the Yuan Dynasty in China, I found that they had a kind of noodles that was very delicious, so I brought it back to Italy. Who knows the people here in Italy?"
They actually sent him spaghetti, I really don’t know what these Italians think.”
This time Zhou Hao almost bit his tongue when he heard this, and said very speechlessly: "Mr. Isabella Sler, aren't you a member of the Dark Night clan? Don't you need to eat? Why did you bring back noodles? Spaghetti is...
Chinese.”
"The situation is like this. Logically speaking, people of our clan do not need to eat, and low-level people will have bad reactions when eating. But after reaching the level of vampire prince, they can be like ordinary people. I now eat every day
You can eat, just like you. I was in this state when I was in China." Now that Isabella Sler had started speaking, she didn't hide anything and explained patiently.
Zhou Hao nodded and did not ask any questions this time. He knew that if he asked more questions, the secrets of the Dark Night Clan would be involved. No matter how much cooperation he did, they would not be able to tell him the secrets. He knew that enough was enough.
But he didn't expect that when he asked Isabella Sler what master he met, he actually got a Marco Polo, and he was still alive.
Although Zhou Hao is now at the same level as Isabella Sler and has the first wealth in the world, even if he is a reborn person, he seems to be listening to what Isabella Sler tells.
Arabian Nights.
Who is called Isabella Sler? She is an old monster who has lived for a thousand years. If they were not face to face, Zhou Hao would even think that he was dreaming. Sure enough, many people in this world do not know anything. In the past, he thought that the martial arts masters in the world were the ultimate power.
It's really rare and strange.
Isabella Sler didn't know that because of her words, Zhou Hao had begun to doubt whether there was still much unknown in the world he saw. He continued: "I met Zhang Sanfeng when I was traveling in China.
When he died, he was already over a hundred years old. Although we have a long life span, I know that many human beings will become very old after they are over a hundred years old."
Zhou Hao wanted to praise him for speaking Chinese well, but he was even more curious about Zhang Sanfeng and couldn't help but ask: "How is Zhang Sanfeng who is over 100 years old?"
"How's it going? Haha, this is a good question. When I first met Zhang Sanfeng, he looked like a sixty-year-old man. And the most important thing is that I didn't see any old age in him." Isabelle
Russler smiled.
Before Zhou Hao could speak, he explained: "Because of the characteristics of our Dark Night Clan, we can see a person's age from his physical characteristics, just like you. I'm sure you are only in your twenties, and you are definitely not
Rejuvenation, but I couldn't sense it in Zhang Sanfeng. I thought he was a man in his sixties at the time."
Zhou Hao took a breath of air. Ever since he came into contact with superpowers, he knew that many superpowers had magical powers. Those were innate powers that science could not explain at all.
The Dark Night Clan must have some talents because of their own characteristics. As Isabella Sler said, the ability to tell the age of others is just one kind of thing. But Zhang Sanfeng can actually use his own ability to prevent others from seeing his true identity.
Age, what kind of ability is this, and what kind of state it is.
Not to mention that he has been in contact with many masters, even an ordinary person can know the difference. Zhang Sanfeng is indeed a master of mythology, but it is different.
Isabella Sler obviously wanted to give Zhou Hao time to digest. After two minutes, she said: "When I met Zhang Sanfeng, I happened to be in the suburbs. At that time, I happened to interrupt to go to the capital, and I met him.
He, I didn’t know him at that time.”
"At that time, martial arts were popular among the people, and almost many people practiced martial arts. There were also many bandits and thieves. Even I, the emperor of the Dark Night Clan, had to be extra careful when walking in the city. As a result, I saw Zhang Sanfeng confronting three thieves."
"Bandit? What can the bandit do to Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng?" Zhou Hao was a little curious. In his eyes, the strength of the three thieves was not top-notch.
"The three thieves at that time were not like they are now. At least three of them were not weaker than you, and most of them were top experts." Isabella Sler knew that Zhou Hao was contemptuous, so she looked at Zhou Hao meaningfully and said with a smile.