The King of Chu sat upright, with a kind smile on his face, and said: "How have you been doing in the Yingfu Third Team recently?"
Lucky Sheng said: "Thanks to the protection of the prince, the night guard did not dare to do anything to us. However, we could not move the night guard. The two sides fought several times, causing damage to each other."
"I heard that Ye Han created some kind of divine life sect?" King Chu asked.
"I guess I won't be able to stir up any trouble. There are three blind children, plus Xu Changren, who is not good at civil and martial arts, and the rest have mediocre qualifications. I have investigated all of these clearly," said Good Luck Sheng.
King Chu shook his head and said: "You are just too careless. If Ye Hanruo was really that stupid, let alone Qiyuan City, he would have died in your hands before he even left the Shendu City. If he established the Shenming Sect, he would definitely have great influence.
You should investigate the intention carefully. Of course, be careful not to fall into his fate."
The lucky man nodded slightly, but his heart felt like a ball of raw fat. He originally thought that the King of Chu was a good man, but now he realized that every move, every word and every action of this aloof man was distasteful.
Comfortable, that sentence was obviously knocking me, implying that the hatred between myself and Ye Han was as deep as the sea and could never be resolved.
Just as the lucky man was about to speak, he saw King Chu punching him.
Being frightened by good luck, he instinctively waved the True Vulcan Fist, half attacking and half defending, and then quickly ran away from the gate.
The sky fire gathered into a giant fist about ten feet long and flew towards the King of Chu.
King Chu was stunned for a moment, and the belt around his abdomen erupted with blue brilliance. He raised his right palm and turned it slightly. A black vortex appeared in his hand, crushing and absorbing the giant true fire fist.
"What's wrong with you?" King Chu felt that there was no murderous intention in Lucky Boy's attack.
"Ah? Didn't His Highness take action first?" Good Luck Man stood outside the door and looked at King Chu warily.
King Chu's face darkened and he said, "It seems that you are getting more and more deceitful."
The lucky man looked at King Chu suspiciously, hesitant.
King Chu couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Even if I want to touch you, how can I personally attack you? If I really want to attack you, how can you leave easily? What's more, you are Gu's right and left arm. Without you, I won't even have anyone to talk to.
No. Do you...want to rest for a few days?"
Lucky Master's face changed slightly, and he said: "I have made Your Highness worried. I didn't expect that the trick in your house is so weird. Your Highness, I have no intention of attacking you. I only wanted to see His Highness take action..."
King Chu waved his hand and said: "Your True Fire God Fist has no killing intent, and it is more defensive than offensive, so I don't doubt you. Just... go to the medical clinic and have a look. As for whether to rest or not, you can decide for yourself.
"
"Then... I'll take my leave first." Lucky Man said goodbye with fists in his hands and his brows furrowed.
Looking at the back of the lucky man, King Chu narrowed his eyes slightly.
"This lucky man, what the hell..." King Chu clapped his hands gently, and a man in black wearing a white mask walked out of a red lacquered wooden pillar.
"Check the lucky guy and don't disturb him."
"As commanded."
The body of the man in the white mask turned into grains of sand and fell to the ground, seeping into the earth and disappearing.
The lucky man walked out of Prince Chu's Mansion, stretched out his hand and touched his back, sweating profusely.
"Fortunately, I am in Guidi. If I were in the capital of the gods, I would have been surrounded by the imperial army..."
"I have never had such an hallucination before, or is King Chu testing me? Is it true or false? According to common sense, King Chu will not be like this, but I have the true meaning of heavenly fire, so I shouldn't be unable to see through such illusions. Look.
Come on, the devil's curse has deepened again..."
Lucky people keep their heads down, are full of anxiety, and ignore greetings from people they meet.
He walked for a long time, and when he looked up, he saw that it had been handed over to the Zhang Family Medical Center run by the King of Chu.
The lucky man thought about it for a long time, but had no choice but to enter. He saw five people lined up in front of the doctor.
Many parts of the five people's bodies were strangely shaped, and the third person had a hole in the back of his head, with light white smoke coming out.
The lucky man instinctively frowned. There were so few people in Fuzhen now. How could he just come here casually while there were people queuing up at the medical clinic?
He walked to the end of the line and looked ahead
After the doctor looked around and asked about it, he said to the person in front of him: "I just feel cold occasionally. Just take some medicine and it will be fine."
"But doctor, it wasn't like this when I was in the third blessing. It became like this after the fourth blessing. There was a buzzing in my ears..."
"I am a doctor, can I still lie to you? Trust me."
"Those kind-hearted doctors used to say that people who get lucky will get sick. But then, for some reason, there are fewer and fewer doctors like this. Besides, three doctors at Zhang's Medical Center have been beaten to death..."
The doctor's expression changed slightly, he said a few more words, and was replaced by the next person.
After another series of inquiries, the doctor said: "It's nothing, you're just overthinking, just take a few soothing medicines."
"Doctor, I have been taking tranquilizers for ten days in a row. It's not like I'm overthinking. Ever since I got the Six Blessings..."
"Okay, okay, the mayor said that blessings can cultivate one's character and prolong life. Why do you think it's all the fault of blessings? We have already investigated and found that the more blessings there are, the fewer minor problems there are. Look at the internal organs added to the body by the nine blessings.
A beggar, why don’t you dance around and scold the streets all day long?”
"Everyone with a lot of luck is dead, of course there is nothing wrong with him! Besides, you are the ones the dirty beggar is scolding."
"Incomprehensible."
Not long after, it was the lucky man's turn, and he explained his condition in a vague way.
The doctor looked at the official uniform on the lucky man and asked about his identity. He came forward and said in a low voice: "Good sir, I'll just let the unruly people listen to those words. I don't dare to lie to you. I'm so lucky."
If you plant something, you can get as little as you can. To be honest, we can't cure the disease after getting lucky at all, and the mayor won't let us study it, so what can we do to cure it? You are a fifth-grade monk, don't you have some elixirs?"
"It's because the elixirs are all useless that I came to you." Lucky Sheng sighed.
"Then we have no choice but to prescribe you some medicine to strengthen your condition. In short, you should rest more, practice properly, relax and carry on."
The lucky man sighed, asked the doctor to prescribe medicine, took another medicine, and moved forward slowly.
Not long after, I looked up and saw the shining plaque of Ye Wei in front of me.
The lucky boy thought for a moment, raised his chest, raised his head, raised his chin, and shouted: "Let you, Ye Sizheng, come out to see me and tell me that I, the lucky boy, am here."
The night guard guarding the door snorted coldly and came in to announce. After a while, he came back and said: "My Lord Ye is practicing and there will be no visitors. We will wait until the Lord has finished practicing. You can go back and wait for the letter."
"Huh, arrogant!" Lucky Sang cursed a few words in a fake tone, turned around and left.
After walking a few steps, the good luck student glanced at Xu Changren who was walking towards him in confusion. He remembered that this man was also in the blessing team before and was very close to Ye Han. Later he entered the Shenming Sect and became a member of the Shenming Sect in just a few days.
Entering the first grade, and now reaching the ninth grade, this talent is no small matter.
Today, I was actually wearing night guard uniform.
Thinking of his responsibilities, the lucky student stretched out his hand to stop him and said in a pretentious manner: "Xu Changren, we haven't seen you in the good old days. Why, after climbing high branches, you don't know your old friends from the Yingfu Team?"