Zhao Sicheng took out a list and handed it to Jia Qing and said, "Jia Qing, I have enough Yuan crystal coins in the storage space I give you. You must buy these things when you see them. If nothing is wrong, you can go back and prepare! The sooner you collect these materials, the better."

Jia Qing took the list with both hands and said softly: "Xiaoqing will definitely do it for you."

Since Jia Qing’s matter has been handled, Zhao Sicheng turned around and asked, “Chris, bring Evan and the others with me, I will go out for a while.”

"Yes, young master." Chris said excitedly. Chris had not woken up from the ecstasy of obtaining the martial arts, and his voice seemed a little excited.

Zhao Sicheng left Xiaoyao Pavilion and walked towards Zhao Yuanzheng.

Zhao Yuan was about to go to the battlefield, and Zhao Sicheng had some things to prepare for Zhao Yuanzheng.

...

Zhao Yuanzheng has been very excited these days, hoping that time can pass faster every day. What makes Zhao Yuanzheng most relieved is that Ye Xier did not stop him like other women.

"Dad!" Zhao Yuanzheng came to his senses when he heard Zhao Sicheng's voice. Zhao Yuanzheng knew that this youngest son was not an ordinary person, but he still habitually picked up Zhao Sicheng.

Zhao Sicheng also habitually let go of the innate vitality. Zhao Yuanzheng immediately felt something was wrong. The aura on Zhao Sicheng's body that made him feel the increase in Dou Qi was obviously much weaker. Zhao Yuanzheng asked anxiously: "Sicheng, why is your aura so weaker? Are you okay?"

Zhao Sicheng also discovered this problem, and Zhao Sicheng said the truth: "Dad, don't worry. Sicheng just repaired a broken arm for a subordinate. The energy consumption is a little bit larger, and it will be better if you take a few days off."

Zhao Sicheng then pretended to be mysterious and said, "Dad, Sicheng has taken over a few new subordinates this time, and wants his mother to come and meet him."

"Oh, what kind of subordinates did Sicheng take this time?" Zhao Yuanzheng asked symbolically. He was already immunized by Zhao Sicheng's frequent subordinates and was not as surprised as he was at the beginning.

"It's not a great subordinate, it's just seven holy levels!" Zhao Sicheng said indifferently.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!..." Zhao Yuanzheng, a saint-level powerful man, was choked by his saliva.

Afterwards, Zhao Yuanzheng felt depressed because Zhao Sicheng said that the Saint Level was not an amazing person, and Zhao Yuanzheng was also a Saint Level. Zhao Yuanzheng couldn't help but think of himself.

Zhao Sicheng also found that it was a bit inappropriate for him to say this, so he quickly comforted him: "Dad, no matter how powerful they are, they are still your son's subordinates. Don't think so much."

Zhao Yuanzheng was still a little depressed, but he felt much better, but he thought happily in his heart: "My son is indeed my kindness. No matter how powerful he is, he will think of me, his father."

Zhao Yuanzheng wanted to see Zhao Sicheng's subordinates soon. Since Zhao Yuanzheng's lineage was separated from the Zhao family, Zhao Yuanzheng had not seen so many holy-level people once in a long time.

"Good son of Sicheng, call them over quickly!" Zhao Yuanzheng urged.

Zhao Sicheng said slowly, "Can Dad go to Mom's place first?"

Zhao Yuan felt a little itchy, and hugged Zhao Sicheng and turned around, and looked at Zhao Sicheng's butt, "Pang!" and slapped it. This young son was so hateful.

After Zhao Yuanzheng finished slapping, he felt so happy, and he felt even more happy than Xiao Taohong's battle in ten rounds.

Zhao Yuanzheng felt that he was too accomplished. Zhao Sicheng's actions really made Zhao Yuanzheng feel very big as a father. Zhao Yuanzheng slapped this time and felt that he had a sense of accomplishment than breaking through the holy level.

Zhao Sicheng was stunned, and his little butt was slapped so much that it didn't hurt. However, Zhao Sicheng sighed in his heart: "It's over, I'm seen by those subordinates, and my lifetime reputation has been wasted."

Chris and the seven holy levels in the secret saw this scene with their own eyes. Eight people collectively became stiff. Eight people looked at Zhao Yuanzheng with extreme admiration, "It's really amazing. You can beat the young master without any resistance."

...

"Miss, are there too many things you have prepared?" Lianxiang said helplessly.

Lianxiang looked at the food and clothes filled with a room, and felt that her lady was being stimulated in somewhere.

"Xiyu, let's take a good look, what else should I prepare for Yuan Zheng?" Ye Xier asked.

Xiyu also looked at these things with some worries. This pot is useful, and scissors are quite useful, but why do you use a kitchen knife? Should you ask the prince to cook vegetables, or do you ask the prince to use a kitchen knife to kill the enemy? There is also the needlework, and how many men can use that thing? Not everyone loves making clothes like a lady.

"Mom, Sister Lianxiang, Sister Xiyu are all here!" Zhao Sicheng said in a silence.

Ye Xier then saw Zhao Yuanzheng and his son. Ye Xier hurriedly pulled Zhao Yuanzheng into the room and said in a loud voice: "Yuanzheng, see what else is missing."

Zhao Yuanzheng and Zhao Sicheng saw things in the room, and they were obviously very thunderous. However, Zhao Yuanzheng still said gently: "Xi'er, don't be busy for now, I have something to talk to you."

Lianxiang and Xiyu also looked at each other. Knowing that Zhao Yuan was about to tell Ye Xier something secret, the two looked at each other and took their leave at the same time.

Seeing that there was no one else, Zhao Yuanzheng said carefully: "Xi'er, let me tell you something, don't be too surprised. Our good son Sicheng has taken over seven more Saint-level subordinates."

"Ah!" Ye Xier still screamed.

He snatched Zhao Sicheng from Zhao Yuanzheng's arms, pinched Zhao Sicheng's pink face and said, "Sicheng's good girl, tell me quickly! Is there anything else to hide from my parents."

Zhao Sicheng didn't want to stimulate Ye Xier. He was the culprit who made the Thunder Emperor a mess recently.

The emperor's brother Zhao Siqian is busy cleaning up the remnants of Duke Jumu, mainly Duke Jumu's property. Zhao Sicheng also admires Zhao Siqian a little, his cousin. Although Zhao Siqian is not capable, Zhao Siqian is decisive in his work, which is very similar to Zhao Sicheng's temper.

The retribution of the causal cycle was unhappy. Duke Jumu encouraged Zhao Siqian to destroy the entire family of Earl of Xiliang. Duke Jumu is now the same as the Earl of Xiliang. All the direct men were killed, and all the women and the side men were demoted to slaves by Zhao Siqian.

The centipede insect died without being stagnant. Duke Jumu was a hereditary noble with territory. There were several holy levels in the family's territory. However, this time, the Duke Jumu family reduced by eight holy levels, and all the forces in the imperial capital collapsed.

Attached today's victory:

Lunar calendar: November 16th (Ji Hai) (Clashing Snake)

Good and bad luck today: good (all the day is auspicious) (Total eclipse of the moon)

Today's auspicious time: Zi, Yin, Wei, Shen

Today's bad time: Chou, Si, Wu, You

Twenty-Eight Constellations: Liu

It is advisable to: bathe, tailor clothes, plug the hole, pray for blessings

Taboo: Seek medical treatment, enter the house

Finally, Xiao Shi begged: "Please click, recommend, and collect."
Chapter completed!