different devil life

"That's right, then I will kill you to protect my people." Wang Zhong said lightly.

"die!"

When the words fell, the Demon King struck.

Wang Zhong laughed, weak, he was even weaker than Qi Wentian back then.

Repression!

Wang Zhong didn't even bring out the Wuji Sword, and a huge palm transformed from strength descended from the sky.

"What kind of move is this?" Wuquan's complexion changed drastically.

"Emperor's seal! I created my own exercises."

Wang Zhong shouted.

"boom!"

Wuquan's whole body was scattered and wiped out.

"What, Lord Demon King was killed with one move..."

"how is this possible?"

"The emperor of the Xian Dynasty, Zhao Xiaodong, is too strong, we are no match at all."

On this day, the whole world was shocked.

On this day, the Xian Dynasty officially attacked the Demon Sect and eradicated the Demon Cult.

Three months later, the place with the strongest immortal energy of the Demon Sect became the overseas stronghold of Xianshan, and at the same time, the Xian Dynasty also began to establish a frontier here.

Anyone who refuses to accept it will be destroyed.

Whoever has an opinion, come, I will use physics to reason with you.

Whoever defected to the Xian Dynasty, after checking and confirming that they are not evil cultivators, throw them into the vanguard. Each person must kill ten evil cultivators before he can officially become a citizen of the Xian Dynasty.

For a time, countless people defected to the Immortal Dynasty, and the Immortal Dynasty was so huge that no one could compare it.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Zhong was 210 years old.

This year, Ziru is also very old, and looks like a hundred-year-old woman.

"Zhao Xiaodong, am I still pretty?"

Lying on the bed, Ziru whispered.

Wang Zhong could see that the strength in Ziru's body was dissipating crazily, faster than taking Qi Qi Pill.

After experiencing the life and death of so many people, Wang Zhong also understood that before a monk dies, he will basically be like this, and his energy will be exhausted.

His former cultivation base fell wildly, and finally when the last trace of strength dissipated, the death lamp went out.

"Silly girl, your birthmark is gone, of course you are beautiful." Wang Zhong stroked Ziru's wrinkles and said.

"You're lying to me again."

"Where."

"But it's okay, anyway, I was so ugly back then, you were willing to be with me." Ziru murmured.

"Ah."

"Xiaodong, I'm so tired... I want to sleep."

Wang Zhong didn't say anything, just whispered: "Rest, don't worry about the future, I will take care of it."

"Hmm..." Ziru closed her eyes reassuringly, and smiled.

In her mind, Ziru seemed to have seen the scene when she met Zhao Xiaodong back then.

Met with Mao Feng, accidentally got into a fight with Zhao Xiaodong, and then they ate, lived with her, and faked their marriage in a muddle...

As the energy in her body was released crazily, her arms slowly dropped...

She left peacefully after all.

Chapter 218 The King's Prestige, Eternal Prosperity (Subscribe)

Ziru left.

Like Lin Wu, she walked very peacefully.

This can be regarded as a trace of comfort in Wang Zhong's mind.

Suddenly, he wanted to laugh a little.

Qi Wentian, Xiongba, Lu Cai, those people worked hard to prolong their lives and wanted to become immortals.

But when they watched the people around them leave one by one, they didn't know what they were thinking.

Is it really good to live alone to the end?

After Ziru left, Wang Zhong also chose to abdicate, and now the affairs of the court are basically handed over to his son Zhao Jianguo.

This son is the one with the strongest spiritual root among his children.

Therefore, Wang Zhong gave him the name, Jianguo, hoping that he could manage the country in a stable manner like him.

Fortunately, Zhao Jianguo did not disappoint. Zhao Jianguo was not only powerful and talented, but also both civil and military since he was a child. Therefore, Wang Zhong handed over the country to him in advance.

"Aunt Zhu."

"Owner."

"In the future, you can assist Zhao Jianguo by his side. You rest in the deep palace on weekdays, understand?"

Looking at the huge fat pig in the yard, Wang Zhong said.

After being stabilized, Wang Zhong let Aunt Zhu live here, and even designed a huge pigsty for it alone.

This pigsty is not only comfortable, but also has two maids who deliver food every day.

So over the years, Aunt Zhu has been raised extremely fat.

But don't be fooled by its fat appearance, the current Aunt Zhu is no less powerful than any elder in Xianshan.

And because the lifespan of demons is several times longer than that of human monks, Aunt Zhu is still in her prime at this time.

Although Aunt Zhu was asked to stay here as a guard, he still handed over Aunt Zhu's soul to Zhao Jianguo, and told him that this thing was to control Aunt Zhu, otherwise, Wang Zhong himself could not guarantee that Aunt Zhu would be obedient.

But thinking about it, Aunt Zhu probably wouldn't act rashly.

It's very simple, here it lives well and well, there is no need to rebel.

"Understood the master." Aunt Zhu nodded.

"Well, I'm leaving. I think Shouyuan will arrive in a few years. From now on... I'll leave it to you."

"Woooooo..." Unexpectedly, Aunt Zhu cried directly: "Master, I miss you, I want to be with you..."

"Hey, shemale is different, you stay well."

Wang Zhong sighed and finally left here.

"Master, master... woo woo woo..." Aunt Zhu was very sad, but she also knew that after Wang Zhong left, she might not be able to see her again.

"Hey, I will take good care of this place for you, master." Aunt Zhu sighed and returned to the pigsty.

After that, Wang Zhong himself returned to the fairy mountain.

The tombstones of Ziru, Lin Wu, and Liuhuo are all here, and the mountain is full of flowers here.

"Owner."

This morning, a woman in red clothes saw Wang Zhong coming to the cemetery again, and she walked over from the flowers.

"Little Hua." Seeing the person coming, Wang Zhong nodded slightly.

"Master will live here from now on." Xiao Hua said.

Today's little flower is no longer the little fairy in the past, but a flower shaped like a big trumpet.

Wang Zhong himself didn't know the specific species, so he roughly guessed that it was a native wild flower.

Xiaohua is no longer like a little girl, crying from time to time, but now she is much more mature and stable, and often looks at people in red clothes.

She usually has the best relationship with Ziru. After Ziru died, Xiaohua planted her roots here. Over the years, the mountains and plains are full of flowers.

"Master, you said that people will go to the fairy world after they die. What about us monsters? After you leave, I don't know when I will leave this world. If I can still go to the fairy world, you can take me with you again."

Xiaohua sat on the side, holding her chin and said.

Wang Zhong smiled wryly and shook his head: "Your lifespan is longer than Aunt Zhu, do you want to die so soon?"

"Because I'm so boring, everyone I know is dead, I'm afraid you haven't been there for a few years, I'm suddenly scared."

For many years, since Xiaohua became stronger, she has never felt the feeling of fear.

But now, she was suddenly afraid.

She is afraid of being alone.

"If you can, you can go down the mountain if you have time to play. It's really boring to always be on this broken mountain." Wang Zhong said.

"Well, I see." Xiaohua nodded.

Wang Zhong sighed inwardly, even Xiao Hua was afraid of being alone, but he was basically alone now.

"Little flower."

"Hey, is there something wrong, master?"

"Anyway, it's nothing. Let's go out for private visits on Weibo in the past few years. We have been busy for so many years, and it seems that we haven't played much."

"Okay." Xiaohua smiled happily.

From this day on, Wang Zhong disguised himself as a successful businessman, and Xiao Hua was his maid.

One person, one flower, traveling around in the fairy dynasty.

When encountering injustice, Wang Zhong resolved it secretly.

When encountering strange things, he and Xiao Hua watched the fun.

When happy things happen, he and Xiaohua are also happy.

For a while, many people said that they hadn't seen the former monarch Zhao Xiaodong for a long time.

Many people wondered if he was dead.

Only the people around Wang Zhong knew that Zhao Xiaodong had gone on a trip.

30 years passed quietly.

Wang Zhong found that he couldn't walk anymore.

Xiao Hua never expected that these 30 years would be the happiest 30 years of her life.

Zhao Xiaodong, it's over.

"Master, you will be fine." Seeing Wang Zhong on the bed, Xiao Hua cried.

A group of heirs, Wang Zhong only let Zhao Jianguo come over.

"Jianguo, I'm going to die soon. I've already told you what I need to say and teach, so there's no need to repeat it."

"Woo, father!" Zhao Jianguo cried.

Wang Zhong struggled to get up, walked out of the house, came to Ghost Sword Mountain, and shouted: "From now on, the owner of the fairy mountain is Zhao Jianguo, and I, Zhao Xiaodong, will no longer care about the world..."

After saying that, Wang Zhong sacrificed a ray of soul power and put it on General Mietian inside.

In the future, if there is trouble in Xianshan, Wang Zhong's soul power will appear.

This move is the same as Gao Dongtian's back then.

He did this in order to do his best to preserve the prosperous world forever.

After finishing it, Wang Zhong was seriously injured and returned to the house.

"My life is not long..."