The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

"You said you could provide information to make amends? What information?"

Chen Xuan said indifferently.

Zhu Wu stopped, quickly swallowed a few pills, stood tens of meters away from Chen Xuan, regained his breath, and said: "I have two pieces of news, the first is that I learned that someone wants to kill you, the second is The second is that I know that there is a place where there is a chance, if it passes, there may be a great fortune."

"Someone wants to kill me?"

Chen Xuan frowned, and said with a sneer, "What kind of news is this? There are many people who want to kill me. I don't need you to tell me, I know."

"It's not the same. This group of people are masters, and they were entrusted by the third prince before."

Zhu Wu shook his head.

"is it?"

Chen Xuan had a murderous look towards the third prince in his heart, and said lightly, "Who is it?"

"Heshuo Thirteen Eagles and the Black and Red Shuangsha."

Zhu Wu said.

Chen Xuan snorted coldly, and said, "Heretician, what kind of chance are you talking about?"

"Captain Zhao, to be honest, this place has actually been opened countless years ago, but not many people know the news, only some sects that have been passed down from the ancient times know, otherwise, how do you think this place will be opened?" This kind of chaos was caused by people countless years ago.

Now there are no good things left here, but according to the records of my magic door, there is actually a place that has never been searched. It is because of the opening countless years ago, that place is still covered by the ban. No one can get close, but now that countless years have passed, the restriction inside should have been broken. "

Zhu Wu said.

"Ok?"

Chen Xuan's eyes flashed, and he said, "There is such a place? Will you tell me if there is such a place?"

Zhu Wu smiled slightly, and said: "To be honest, I am deeply impressed by Zhao Butou's strength, and I intend to join forces with Zhao Butou, I wonder what Zhao Butou wants?"

Chapter 2 Someone came to seek death again? (seeking subscription)

"You want to join forces with me?"

Chen Xuan looked at the fat man, and said with a sneer, "It's really interesting. I am a dignified ninth-rank officer of the imperial court. You join forces with me? Isn't this a joke? Where is the place of opportunity?"

Zhu Wu heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled: "According to the records of my Demon Sect, it should be in a broken mountain in the depths, but this news is not only known by my Demon Sect, some clans and forces inherited from the ancient times should know about it." , so I am not sure that I can swallow it alone."

"So, most of those people have passed by now."

Chen Xuan asked.

"should be."

Zhu Wu smiled.

Chen Xuan only thought about it, and said: "Okay, come here, it doesn't matter if I join forces with you for a while."

Zhu Wu chuckled, and said: "It's safer for me to stay far away from my lord. With my lord's strength, I'm too close. I really don't feel safe."

He knew that this little head catcher's strength was unfathomable, and although he agreed on the surface, he was definitely not so easy to talk to in his heart.

Maybe he wanted to lie to himself, and then shake himself to death with another palm.

So how could he dare to approach Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan frowned secretly.

This fat man's strength is extraordinary, even higher than the previous Shangguan Han. With his current strength, if he wanted to kill him quickly, he had to transform into an iron shirt.

It's just that he doesn't know if the fat man has any other trump cards.

If the fat man used other trump cards and ran away from his hands after using the iron shirt transformation, his identity would be exposed instantly.

So under consideration, Chen Xuan couldn't transform rashly.

"Okay, then you can go ahead."

Chen Xuan said lightly.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao, my surname is Zhu, and the single name is Wu. You can call me Zhu Wu."

Zhu Wu laughed.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, and said flatly: "By the way, you just said that you would pay me a cheat book. I don't know what the secret is. Can you pay me now?"

"This…"

Zhu Wu's face changed slightly, and he hesitated.

What he has mastered are all the highest secret books of the Demon Sect, and taking out any one of them is enough to cause a sensation in the world. He has never even learned the ordinary middle and low-level cheats. How should he pay Chen Xuan now?

You can't give him the supreme secret book of Demon Gate. In this case, the leader and his old man will definitely not let him go.

"Master Zhao, when we arrive at the Land of Chance, let's take four or six of what we get, how about giving the Lord [-]% more?"

Zhu Wu laughed.

"No."

Chen Xuan firmly refused.

In the place of opportunity, he will definitely find an opportunity to shock the fat man to death, what is it all about?He wants it all!

So, get the benefits from this fat man now!

In order not to get anything after shocking the other party to death.

"This…"

Zhu Wu's complexion changed, he chuckled and said: "Okay, then I will pay the compensation to your lord."

He cursed secretly in his heart, but he never expected Chen Xuan to be so difficult.

But no matter what he said now, he didn't want to continue fighting with Chen Xuan, otherwise, that place of opportunity would have been snatched away long ago.

After struggling violently in his heart, Zhu Wu squeezed out a smile, and said: "Then I will give you the [Purple Qi Tianluo] magic skill. It is said that if you practice it to a high level, you can generate a strong air flow around your body, and you can spread layers of air around the enemy. The qi net is used to restrain the opponent, and when it reaches the extreme, it can turn from reality to emptiness, from emptiness to reality, and can spread the heavenly strength without sound, so that people will be captured by the air net without any warning."

"Ok?"

Chen Xuan frowned, glanced at Zhu Wu, and said coldly: "Fatty, is there something wrong with this exercise? How dare you lie to me?"

This exercise sounds extremely profound, much more practical than simple palm exercises and internal exercises. Will this fat man pass it on to himself?