One side is just a martial spirit, while the other side has the bloodline and inheritance of a god. The bloodline of a god, even a titled Douluo cannot resist the temptation of the bloodline of a god...
"Do you know who that person is?" Wu Zhangkong began to think about how to maximize the benefits of this piece of information, and what kind of situation would be better for Feng Zixi...
"Don't think so much. Tang San left a lot of back-ups on his children. I'm afraid even demigods will fall under these back-ups. What's more, Tang San's parents now control part of the power of this planet. They can
He is said to be a true god. The total number of titled Douluo on the entire planet might not be enough for him to fight."
Feng Zixi's words brought Wu Zhangkong back to reality. He didn't say so much for any reason, he just wanted to have a clear relationship with Wu Zhangkong. Although this was Feng Zixi's modified rhetoric, apart from the system and himself, he was the leader of the wind elves.
Well, this is the truth.
Wu Zhangkong didn't reply for a long time. Feng Zixi saw that Wu Zhangkong was digesting what he said, so he simply cut off communication with Feng. This information alone was enough for Wu Zhangkong to think for a while.
There are many questions in Wu Zhangkong's mind now, but even if Feng Zixi wants to say it, Wu Zhangkong doesn't want to hear it anymore. The little devil is the little devil. He usually laughs and chatters, but when he talks about something serious, he has this ability
A big event that shatters people's outlook on life...
These things cannot be exposed, at least not now!
We must let Zixi have her own reputation in Tangmen as soon as possible...
As long as these two things are available, it will be much easier for them to accept this fact.
Wu Zhangkong had no intention of disbelieving this from the beginning. Even if it was true, he had to find a way to make it true!
Naturally, Wu Zhangkong had deep feelings for the Tang Sect, and he poured all his remaining love into Feng Zixi. Regardless of whether the matter was true or false, as long as Feng Zixi was allowed to integrate the Tang Sect and become the head of the Tang Sect, everything would be over.
All problems are solved!
Glancing at Feng Zixi, Wu Zhangkong nodded secretly. He was originally afraid of Mu Xiu Yulin, but... now, at least he has to reveal a little bit of Zixi's talent. At the very least, he has to confirm his position as the heir to the Tang clan!
Although most of the Tang Sect's top officials have acquiesced in the position of Feng Zixi's heir, that matter has not been made public! So... Next, we have to find a way to make the matter of the heir apparent...
Wu Zhangkong glanced at Tang Wulin again and thought of Xie Xie. Having these two talented friends would also be of great benefit to Zi Xi...
Hey, this kid has entered deep meditation? His talent and luck are really good. He has entered deep meditation just after practicing Xuantian Gong. It is considered that Blue Silver Grass can have such a talent...
Wu Zhangkong's eyes changed instantly! Lan Yincao?! Surnamed Tang?!!
A bold guess appeared in Wu Zhangkong's mind. Wu Zhangkong shook his head, his face was stern, and his brows were knitted together.
After a while... Wu Zhangkong breathed out, presumably Zi Xi definitely knew the identity of the child left by Tang San's ancestor in Douluo Continent. He should not get involved in these matters on his own initiative...
When a soul guide train attendant passed by, Wu Zhangkong raised his hand to stop her.
"Hello. What can I do for you?" When the conductor saw Wu Zhangkong's handsome appearance, his eyes widened a bit, his cheeks were slightly red, but his voice was much gentler than when he spoke to other passengers before.
"Excuse me, find the conductor." Wu Zhangkong had no interest in other women to begin with, and after suddenly knowing so many secrets, he exuded an indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away. He raised his hand and whispered with a halo of light.
It appeared silently on his right arm.
Soul Saint!
"Ah!" The conductor couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the seven soul rings.
"Hey, boy, don't tease the girl just because you're handsome." At this moment, a tall and strong man stood up on the other side of the train conductor. He didn't see the soul ring on Wu Changkong's arm, but he heard it clearly.
The conductor exclaimed.
Wu Zhangkong glanced at him and said nothing, still sitting there with a cold face.
"Boy, I'm talking about you, stand up!" The tall man obviously didn't have a good temper.
"Chichiwaiwai!" Feng Zixi suddenly opened his closed eyes, and his scarlet pupils instantly became golden and transparent, and a great pressure directly oppressed that person's soul!
With the continuous use of the power of the Rock King, Feng Zixi's control over this power has also greatly deepened. Normally, Feng Zixi would not be able to step over an ant without crushing it to death!
There were not many soul masters in the lowest carriage of the train, and even the soul masters who were there were not high-level soul masters. Being threatened by Feng Zixi's look, the man was suddenly too frightened to speak.
"Sir, I'll go find the conductor immediately!" The conductor bowed respectfully.
It didn't take long for the conductor to come over with a middle-aged woman.
"Hello, I am the conductor of this train. How can I help you?"
Feng Zixi did not disturb the communication between Wu Zhangkong and the train conductor, and was minding his own business.
Originally, Feng Zixi always had Gu Yue's presence by his side. After the holiday, when Gu Yue was no longer around, Feng Zixi realized that he was not adaptable.
"Sure enough, I still have too few friends..." Feng Zixi thought secretly, "If I have a big harem, why do I have to worry about no one to play with?"
It would be great if the system could summon characters...
If Tang Wulin was not Tang San's child, Feng Zixi would probably have a very good relationship with her. After all, little Wulin is so cute.
As the train moved on, it soon arrived at Tiandou City.
"Dear passengers, please carry your luggage and get off the bus in order. Due to the dense flow of people, please keep your belongings, pay attention to safety, and avoid stepping on the bus."
The train conductor's voice came over the loudspeaker.
The passengers got off the bus one by one with their luggage, while Tang Wulin was still in a state of deep meditation.
Although Wu Zhangkong had an urge to interrupt Tang Wulin's deep meditation, but... after all, Tang Wulin was also his student, and his teacher's ethics did not allow him to do so...
"Zixi, is there any way?"
"Huh?" Feng Zixi came back from missing Gu Yue and Na'er, "What can I do? Otherwise... just take down the chair and walk..."
Wu Zhangkong thought this was a good idea, so he dismantled the chair in front of the train conductor. He held up the chair with one hand and strode off the train.
Feng Zixi did not follow Wu Zhangkong immediately. If he remembered correctly... Wu Zhangkong seemed to be under house arrest by the police for seven days. As the God of freedom, he did not want to be imprisoned!
When the time comes, take a walk around Tiandou City. Isn’t it delicious?
[PS: This is not a watered-down chapter, it’s just an overdone plot. Dear friends who urge you to update, the author is temporarily saving the manuscript. After it is put on the shelves, it may be updated, or it may be recommended by the big recommendation forum for three updates, but... I can guarantee that it will not be
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