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Chapter 187 In the future, the Zuixianlou will be yours

At this time, Zhong Wuhen did not say anything. After a while, Zhong Wuhen also smiled faintly and said to the man in black: "After waiting for so long, are you finally willing to show your head?"

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, the man in black was obviously stunned and browsed, "Have you discovered my existence long ago?"

However, Zhong Wuhen did not answer, but instead held his arms with his hands and looked at the man in black. In fact, Zhong Wuhen had already guessed the identity of the man in black. On the one hand, it was a mental reading method, and on the other hand, it was guessed from the relationship between the man in black and the second prince.

The second prince's mother comes from the frontier. Although Zhong Wuhen can't tell the specific location, he roughly knows that he came from the north. I heard that it was a village at the foot of the snow mountain, but it is impossible to know whether it is. However, since ancient times, the snow mountain has been a natural barrier between the Great Yuan and the Tianfeng Kingdom. It is even more difficult to get through. Of course, this is just for ordinary soldiers. After all, it is not easy to climb over the snow mountain. However, this does not mean that no one can come.

If the strong man Wuhou prepared warm clothes, he could cross the snowy mountain. As for King Wu, it would be even simpler and could fly over directly. However, it is rumored that there is an ice dragon in the snowy mountain. Anyone who tries to cross the snowy mountain will be noticed by it. However, so far, no one has really seen that ice dragon.

"Your Excellency has other conditions. As long as you agree not to spread what you are looking for today, everything else is easy to say." The man in black gave in again. In fact, he had to give in. Although his cultivation was higher than those just now, it was also limited. Not long after his cultivation level had just broken through to King Wu, he thought he could not do what he had just done, so he had to do this whether it was for future plans or for his current life.

Zhong Wuhen also smiled faintly at this moment, "I want to know your true identity. Can you tell me this in person?"

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, the man in black gritted his teeth, "Your Excellency, don't go too far." As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind blowing. The man in black was shocked, but he had already found his face towel in Zhong Wuhen's hands, and subconsciously covered his face with his hands. The man in black was also a respected person in the Great Yuan Kingdom. This time he came here to perform a mission, how could he tolerate being humiliated by Zhong Wuhen, "You..."

Zhong Wuhen also smiled and looked at the man in black. There was no problem with the man in black looking up from his nose, but for some reason, his face was broken and extremely ugly. "So that's why you wear a facial scarf. I understand, I understand, I'm so sorry."

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, the Martial King was even more furious. He actually took out a silver-white long sword from the storage ring and stabbed Zhong Wuhen with one sword. Although the sword was fast, it was extremely slow in Zhong Wuhen's eyes. Zhong Wuhen shook his head helplessly, "Hey, can't you speak well? You have to do something, aren't you seeking death!" As he said, Zhong Wuhen casually walked towards the Martial King in black, and each person and sword collided with each other.

This sword happened to stab Zhong Wuhen in the forehead. At this time, the martial king in black was still secretly happy, "Ha, what a master, it's simply bullshit. I won't kill this with one sword!"

Just when he was secretly happy, Zhong Wuhen said, "Hey, what are you doing? You must be dazed when fighting, you are afraid you will be impatient!"

At this time, the black-clothed Martial King's pupils suddenly became bigger, as if he had seen the most unbelievable scene in the world. His sword did not even pierce the skin of others. "How is this possible?" He still had confidence in his sword. The fifth-grade spiritual weapon, coupled with the blessing of his Martial King's cultivation, was extremely sharp. And even the sword just now was difficult for the Martial King of the same level to avoid, let alone use his body to catch the sword.

He had no time to think, and three swords in a row, and the sword shadows were bursting. At this time, Zhong Wuhen frowned and pointed out. The sword shadow was broken, and the black-clothed Martial King flew backwards, his eyes widened, and a small blood-colored hole appeared in the middle of his eyebrows. There was still a little charred around the hole. As for the fifth-grade spiritual weapon, it was broken into three sections at this time.

"Ding... Kill a level 41 character *1, get 120,000 experience value, get 120 points, get the Xuan-level combat skill - Jingfeng Sword Technique, get the Ghost Essence Grass*1."

Zhong Wuhen didn't have much thought about killing a Martial King, but the fallen object gave him a big surprise, not because of the mysterious combat skills, but because of the ghost-like grass, which happened to be one of the medicinal materials in the three mysterious-level beast pills.

As for this mysterious combat skill, Zhong Wuhen directly clicked to learn it, but at this moment something even more unexpected happened. "Ding, will the sword technique that is of the same origin as Jingfeng Sword Technique be integrated into family techniques?"

This is the first time such news has appeared, but Zhong Wuhen knew that it would naturally not be a bad thing, so he agreed immediately.

Then in my attribute panel, the two sword techniques became the same book, and there was a three-hour countdown on it. At this time, Zhong Wuhen was also somewhat looking forward to what extent the sword techniques after the fusion would reach.

When Zhong Wuhen was doing some operations, he naturally stayed still. Feng Wuyue also looked at Zhong Wuhen who was still moving. Zhong Wuhen had been in such a position for about two or three minutes. Feng Wuyue had gone from the initial worry to a trace of expectation. "Is it a death to the end?" When such a thought appeared in his mind, it was already out of control. Feng Wuyue slowly came to the front of the Black-clothed Martial King, took down the storage ring on the black-clothed Martial King's finger, and then came to Zhong Wuhen's side, plucking up his courage to search, "Haha, these two fools have all taken advantage of me in the end, haha!" But after searching for a while, he did not find the storage ring on Zhong Wuhen's body, and was also a little anxious for a moment, "How is this possible? Without the storage ring, how could he carry so many gold coins with him? It must be that I didn't find it carefully enough. Yes, it must be like this."

So Feng Wuyue searched more and more carefully, almost touching Zhong Wuhen's whole body. When Zhong Wuhen retreated from the system, he felt his hands moving around him. Then he thought that there was only Feng Wuyue in the room besides himself. He couldn't help but feel chills, and his stomach rolled, and he raised his legs and kicked Feng Wuyue away.

Feng Wuyue was still searching for treasures with great enthusiasm, but suddenly his stomach hurt and then hit the table. Feng Wuyue gasped quickly, looking at Zhong Wuhen who had opened his eyes and walked towards him, opened his mouth wide, and sweated coldly, "How is it possible, you, you are not dead?"

Listening to Feng Wuyue's words, and then thinking about Feng Wuyue's actions just now, Zhong Wuhen was even more in a state of atmosphere. He gritted his teeth and slapped Feng Wuyue in the face, "You are fucking blind. How could you die if you didn't even touch me?"

Although Zhong Wuhen's slap did not use all his strength, it also made Feng Wuyue's face swollen quickly. Feng Wuyue couldn't even speak clearly at this time, "You, you..."

Listening to Feng Wuyue's words, Zhong Wuhen reached out and slapped Feng Wuyue's other half of the face. Now it finally became symmetrical, "What else do you have to say now?"

Feng Wuyue had tears on her face, and wanted to say something, but her numb face couldn't say anything. Feng Wuyue slowly reached into her arms. Looking at Feng Wuyue's actions, Zhong Wuhen glared at Feng Wuyue, and then stepped forward and slapped her twice again, "Damn it, it's this time, and I'm still thinking about sneak attacking, ah?"

Feng Wuyue was also full of grievance at this moment. She slowly took out a piece of paper in her arms and handed it over tremblingly. When she saw the land deed of the Zuixianlou, Zhong Wuhen realized that he had blamed him wrongly. He was not a sneak attack. He clearly wanted to hand over the Zuixianlou.

Zhong Wuhen was also embarrassed at this time. He looked at Feng Wuyue, who was as embarrassed as a pig's head. He couldn't help but feel sorry, "For your initiative, I'll help you." As he said that, Zhong Wuhen grabbed Feng Wuyue's hair and looked straight into Feng Wuyue's eyes. He used his mind reading technique in an instant, impacting Feng Wuyue's fragile inner world to pieces.

In fact, this is something that Zhong Wuhen has discovered recently. This mind reading technique can not only read what the other person thinks, but also modify the other person's memories. So Zhong Wuhen modified the memories about himself in Feng Wuyue's memory, concealed his cultivation, and then naturally pushed all this to Zhong Wuhen's false master.

After all this, Zhong Wuhen blinked, and Feng Wuyue fainted. Zhong Wuhen pointed Feng Wuyue's acupoint, then walked out of the top floor with the deed and slowly walked downstairs. Zhong Wuhen came all the way downstairs, found the shopkeeper on the first floor, and took the deed and slapped it on the table.

The shopkeeper looked at the land deed at this time and looked at Zhong Wuhen with surprise, "Master, are you?"

Zhong Wuhen glanced at the fat shopkeeper, "I have bought this Zuixianlou, haven't you seen it yet?"

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, the shopkeeper's legs became weak, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then hurriedly ran out and ordered, "Let the guests leave first, all the orders today will be exempted."

Then a dozen friends started to work hard. When all the guests left, the shopkeeper began to gather everyone in the restaurant again.
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