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"Okay, I promise you. However, you have to give me a few days. It is not easy to check the Blood Demon Sect's stronghold!" Xu Donglai agreed to Huang Wuji's request.
"Well, I'll wait and see. I hope the Ziyang Sect will take action as soon as possible!" Huang Wuji knew that the conversation ended here, so he stood up, said hello to Xu Donglai and left.
Xu Donglai squinted his eyes and looked at Huang Wuji who disappeared outside the private room, and thought to himself: "This incident is also a test for you. As long as you can pass it, I think the plan will definitely be passed by the Presbyterian Council!
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The conversation between the two did not last long, and the time had not passed yet. When Huang Wuji led the guard commander Li Chong downstairs to go back, a figure appeared not far behind him.
"That's right, it's indeed him. How can he be dressed in a low-key manner? Why are he coming to Mingyue Tower!" The visitor couldn't figure it out.
Walking out of Mingyue Tower, there was a constant flow of people on Zhongxin Street, almost crowded. Fortunately, people in this world are generally very good at pretending, and there was no trampling incident.
Seeing so many people, Huang Wuji activated his qi-gazing technique, and light white qi luck appeared on everyone's head. Seeing so much luck, Huang Wuji didn't want to snatch it by force, but in the three-color
Honglian's memory clearly records that the head of every living being in Qiankun Continent represents the destiny of Qiankun Continent.
However, the luck on the top of the head in front of us represents the luck of Middle-earth. Although it seems that each person only has luck for ten years or decades, no one knows how many people in Middle-earth have the luck.
The total sum is so huge that it is almost beyond imagination.
The martial arts in Middle-earth has withered and is often oppressed by barbaric and foreign races in foreign lands. The reason why it can still be maintained now is that it relies on the huge luck of Middle-earth. If Huang Wuji forcibly plunders all the huge luck of Middle-earth, maybe he can
Become a strong person, but you will never become the strongest person, and may even become the enemy of all living beings in Qiankun Continent.
Absorbing all a person's luck means that a person is about to die. Huang Wuji asked himself that he could do it, but as an emperor, he couldn't do it.
"Hey! What is that!" Huang Wuji's Qi-gazing Technique saw a dark white man with about three hundred years of luck, with a long sword hanging on his waist, and the long sword glowed with a dark yellow luster.
"Five thousand years, at least five thousand years of luck, it takes no effort at all. I didn't expect that you can get such a harvest just by looking at it on the street!" Huang Wuji saw the long sword of five thousand years of luck, and said
In an instant, he automatically regarded the sword as his own.
"The person in front of you, stop!" Huang Wuji walked quickly towards the person with the long sword, shouting as he walked. The person with the long sword didn't seem to hear it and continued to move forward without any intention of looking back.
"Pa!" Huang Wuji caught up with the man with the long sword, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, wait!". The man with the long sword turned back coldly and looked at Huang Wuji expressionlessly.
Said: "What's the matter!".
Faced with this person's indifferent attitude, Huang Wuji was not angry, but asked happily: "What do you call me, brother? I want to do a business with you!".
"Wei Dong, as for doing business, forget it!" After Wei Dong said that, he turned around and was about to leave. Huang Wuji quickly grabbed Wei Dong and said, "Brother Wei, don't worry, you haven't listened to me yet, how do you know you don't want to do it?
!".
Huang Wuji's words aroused Wei Dong's vigilance, and his left hand secretly held the hilt of the sword at his waist. If there was anything wrong at all, he would immediately draw the sword towards him.
"Brother Wei, don't be nervous, I don't have any ill intentions!" Huang Wuji persuaded Wei Dong very easily. "What kind of business is it? I still have important things to do, and I don't have so much free time!".
"Well, to make a long story short, I have fallen in love with your long sword, and I hope you can transfer it to me. You can make it as much as you want!" Huang Wuji spoke quickly and directly stated his purpose.
"As expected, you have bad intentions. You want my ancestral sword to dream!" Wei Dong glared at Huang Wuji, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his left hand. "Brother, don't be nervous. What do you want to do to give me the sword? What are the conditions?" Huang
Wuji didn't want to use force to solve the problem. Everything in the world could be obtained at a certain price, and the long sword in front of him was no exception.
"There is no need to discuss. I will not sell the ancestral sword. If the person has the sword, the person will die if the sword is lost!" Wei Dong's firm tone expressed his thoughts. "Oh, if that's the case, then I won't force it.
Brother Wei, let's go!" Huang Wuji's eyes flashed with danger, he looked at Wei Dong with evil intentions, and secretly cursed in his heart: "You ungrateful thing!".
Wei Dong did not see Huang Wuji's thoughts and thought that the other party had given up. He snorted coldly and turned around without saying anything and continued walking forward. The guard commander Li Chong on the side also thought that the rejected Huang Wuji would give up.
However, Huang Wuji's words made him change his mind, and he found that he was becoming more and more unfamiliar with the 19th prince who had been with him for almost five years.
"Let's follow, the long sword is something I must get!" Huang Wuji's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty, and he had a firm idea in his heart, anything with luck is in his bag.
There were many people on Zhongxin Street, and Wei Dong had no idea that he was being followed. Wei Dong walked all the way south. When he left Zhongxin Street, the flow of people was much less, and he was getting closer and closer to the south gate.
Looking at the direction Wei Dong was walking, Huang Wuji knew that the other party wanted to go out of the city. Huang Wuji guessed correctly. After being interrogated by the city gate guards, Wei Dong walked out of the south gate. Huang Wuji quickly followed, but was stopped by the city gate guards.
When he came down, Li Chong took out a token from his arms, and the city gate guard immediately let him go.
Looking at the figure that was about to disappear, Huang Wuji started running with great strides. Wei Dong seemed not to notice, but continued to move forward step by step without any hurry or slowness.
"Brother Wei, wait!" Huang Wuji shouted from a distance. When Wei Dong heard the voice, he looked back and immediately held his left hand on the hilt of the sword, saying coldly: "I knew you wouldn't give up so easily!
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"Brother Wei, I really like your weapon, so give it to me!" Huang Wuji looked at Wei Dong with an unkind expression and said in a deliberation tone.
"No, if you want the ancestral sword in my hand, you have to step on my corpse!" Wei Dong's resolute attitude seemed to live and die with the sword. "Oh, it really has to be like this!" It was not easy to meet a sword with five thousand
Huang Wuji is determined to win the sword of luck and will not be swayed by any rhetoric.
"Yes, if you want my ancestral sword, you have to kill me!" Wei Dong's expression of generosity and sacrifice made him extremely sacred at this time. Huang Wuji in front of him seemed like a peerless villain, even the guards and commanders on the side
Li Chong couldn't see clearly anymore and was about to say something.
"In that case, then you go die!" Before Huang Wuji could finish speaking, a golden light flashed from his palm and he hit Wei Dong's head. The guard commander Li Chong on the side couldn't stand it anymore and didn't want to be a good person.
The young man died in Huang Wuji's hands, and he quickly said: "Your Highness!"
"Your Highness" just came out from the mouth of the guard commander, Huang Wuji's sharp eyes shot over and said: "Why, Li Chong, you want to defy this prince's will!".
Li Chong, the leader of the guards, remembered his identity and lowered his head and stopped talking. At this time, Wei Dong also saw that Huang Wuji's background was not simple, and he had extraordinary aura, and his cultivation level was several realms higher than his own, and he thought to himself: "No
Okay, if something bad happens, it won’t really kill me!”.
When he thought that he was about to die, he forgot all the ancestral teachings. He knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Sir, have mercy on me, please have mercy on me!". The sudden begging for mercy made Huang Wuji's usually rock-solid state of mind.
He felt a little shaken, and was stunned for a moment. He looked at Wei Dong blankly, not understanding that his attitude of being generous and unyielding before had suddenly changed to this.
The guard commander Li Chong also seemed to have turned into a fossil because of Wei Dong's actions, motionless. Huang Wuji did not want to kill anyone, but Wei Dong's cowardly behavior not only surprised him, but he felt much better.
It was still unbearable for Huang Wuji to kill a good young man who had just been shown by Wei Dong. However, people can change, and Wei Dong's transformation freed Huang Wuji from the burden in his heart.
"Spare your life, your ancestral sword belongs to me!" Huang Wuji did not wait for Wei Dong to speak, stretched out his hand and tore off the sword from Wei Dong's waist, then looked at the three hundred years of luck on his head, and thought in his heart
: "Let's just do it all without stopping!".
The phantom of a three-color Honglian appeared in Huang Wuji's palm, and the invisible suction force sucked almost all the three hundred fortunes on Wei Dong's head into the lotus. Only twenty years of fortune were left for him. After all, it was
If you rob others of their luck, you must leave some for them.
After Huang Wuji absorbed the luck, he looked at Wei Dong, who had become a little older, and said to Li Chong, the commander of the guards: "Give him five thousand taels of gold tickets!".
The guard commander Li Chong obediently took out a five thousand tael gold ticket from his arms and handed it to Wei Dong who was still kneeling on the ground. He said: "Boy, I thought you were a figure. I didn't expect you to be a coward. You can't get away with Kyoto."
Yes, just go home and farm!"
The guard commander Li Chong had no sympathy for Wei Dong, but only deep disdain. Wei Dong stupidly took the five thousand taels of gold tickets from Li Chong's hand, glanced at Huang Wuji, and turned around and ran away without looking back.
Got up.
"I never thought there was such a person in the world. It's so amazing!" Huang Wuji sighed with emotion in his heart as he looked at Wei Dong who was running away like a pee.
"Yeah, I never imagined that I thought he was a good person, but in the end he turned out to be a coward. I misunderstood Your Highness because of his humble position. I hope Your Highness will forgive me!" Li Chong, the commander of the guards, thought that Huang Wuji had already seen who Wei Dong was, and then he
There will be coercion and inducement.
Now that he saw Wei Dong's situation, he felt ashamed of some of his previous thoughts. Seeing Li Chong's appearance, Huang Wuji was embarrassed to say that he didn't notice it either.
"It's okay, it's human nature!" Huang Wuji revealed the matter in an understatement. Huang Wuji looked at the sky and realized that it was almost the time of unitary hour. Unexpectedly, it took almost an hour and a half to follow Wei Dong.
However, looking at the five-thousand-year sword of destiny in his hand, he no longer cared about the little time wasted. Back at the Prince's Mansion, it was already the end of the Youshi period, and the sky was gradually getting dark.
Zi Yan, who was standing at the door of the Prince's Mansion, looked around as if she was looking for someone. Huang Wuji, who was in a good mood today, was in a rare playful mood. He took a step forward and hugged Zi Yan and said, "My little darling.
, what are you doing at the door, you can’t be waiting for me!”.
Huang Wuji knew full well that his advisor, Zi Yan, an internal agent of the Heavenly Demon Sect, could wait for who else but himself. Zi Yan didn't react at all and was exposed by Huang Wuji. She immediately blushed and struggled hard.
"Haha!" In response to Zi Yan's struggle, Huang Wuji not only did not let go, but hugged her even tighter. He laughed loudly and walked into the prince's mansion with his beauty exposed, leaving the guards stunned.
When he came back to his senses, one of the guards looked enviously and said: "Your Highness is so powerful. Having such a beautiful woman in your arms can shorten my life by just a few years!".
The guard's words resonated with the other guards, who all looked at Huang Wuji's back with envy and nodded at the same time.
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