I really want to be a cook

Before Zhao Tuan could answer, his figure had already disappeared in the imperial study.

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Qiye went to the sky to invite a battle, and the national teacher had no time to refuse, so he had to go up to chat with him.

Otherwise, if they fight here, they will have to demolish the palace.

After they left, the Imperial Study Room was silent.

Jiang Ping smiled, pushed the wheelchair to the door, and looked out of the sky, as if he could see two small black spots fighting fiercely above the sky.

As for the guards outside the gate, Jiang Ping didn't pay attention at all.

It's not that he's bragging, but in real fights, everyone here can catch up with him.

So very stable.

Accompanied by Eunuch Hai, Zhao Huang walked to the door, imitating Jiang Ping, and looked out of the sky, but he didn't look at anything.

"Sea companion."

But he has the live broadcast of Eunuch Hai.

Eunuch Hai shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, forgive me, the National Teacher and the Seven Nights Demon Lord moved too fast, and the slaves couldn't see clearly."

He could only see an afterimage and the suffocating pressure.

If he was replaced with any one of them, I'm afraid they would have turned into a corpse at this time.

The greater probability is that even the corpse will not be left behind.

He was even more thankful that he hadn't acted rashly just now.

This Seven Nights Demon Lord has become even more terrifying than what he saw in Tianzhu Mountain.

I heard that he is less than [-] years old, so young.

Eunuch Hai twirled a piece of his gray hair, unexpectedly feeling a little sentimental.

Facing such a monster, anyone would be in despair.

Since he couldn't see it, Zhao Huang didn't look at it either.

He has confidence in the national teacher, the patron saint of the Zhao family, Dinghaishenzhen, can appear in time every time to drive out the rebellion for the royal family.

It's just that the Seven Nights Demon Lord can fight against the national teacher without defeat, even if he is not a martial arts legend, he is almost the same.

Then his value will be greatly increased, and the weight in his heart will even surpass that of Jiang Ping at the moment.

No one knows better than him what a martial arts myth represents.

What is Shenwu is a mythical warrior.

The Death of Shenwu not only refers to the mythical warriors, but also refers to King Wuling of Zhao.

At the beginning, if Zhao Guo could have one more mythical warrior, there would not be the seven sects of Zhao Guo today, and the god catcher who was almost too big to lose.

Although the head of the God Catch Division is now his own, the skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and it is unlikely that the entire God Catch Division's 200-year-old rules and grassroots interests will be leveraged in just these two years.

He regretted his contempt for Qiye before.

As for Qiye's killing eyes, Zhao Huang said that the young man has a big temper, which is understandable, and besides, it's not like he didn't get hurt.

And the murderous intention towards Jiang Ping also subsided accordingly.

In any case, he is also a hero of the imperial court. This kind of killing of donkeys is not done by the king of a country. He was confused just now.

Anyway, if he endured for another two years, he would naturally be gone, so let him be arrogant for a while.

For a moment, Zhao Huang's mind was full of thoughts, and he was ready to compromise.

Although he is the emperor of Zhao State and the king of a country with tens of millions of people, he is not free to do whatever he wants.

On the contrary, he needs to keep retreating and compromise, which is the art of politics.

Sometimes the retreat is not a real retreat, just like punching, the punch is for better force, and the power of punching is greater.

This matter, Zhao Huangmen is clear.

Of course, this premise is that Qiye can compete with the national teacher undefeated, if he loses, then he will have to settle the old and new ones together.

Jiang Ping disturbed the court, yet dared to disrespect the principles of the monarch and his ministers, and dared to laugh at him when he offended the superior, and dared to...

These one hundred items alone are enough to kill him.

As for Tianzun.

Zhao Huang secretly felt ruthless in his heart, and in the worst case, he would fight to the death.

He has long learned from the national teacher the taboo that mythical warriors are not allowed to shoot at will.

He is the emperor of Zhao country, and he is protected by the fate of the country. If Tianzun takes action against him, he will be cursed by the will of heaven on the spot, and then he will be smashed to pieces under thousands of thunders.

Back then, in the era of King Zhao Wuling, the country had not yet been guarded by mythical warriors, but the last martial arts myth could only be unwilling to retreat, at most forcing King Zhao Wuling to sign the contract of seven sects.

He didn't believe that Tianzun would trade him for one for a dead apprentice.

Zhao Huang was also in a hurry.

That's when things behind are taken into consideration.

Time passed little by little.

I don't know how long it took.

The waiting time is always long.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in the imperial study almost at the same time.

And the guards outside were all blind, still guarding against enemies that could not appear in front of them.

Zhao Tuan was the first to speak and said:

"Xiaoyou's swordsmanship is sharp. It is indeed the first sword in the Demon Sect that even Dongfang Supreme and Wuji Supreme have never mastered. Pindao has learned it today."

Saying that, Zhao Tuan cupped his hands and saluted, his face paled slightly.

He already sensed the malice entangled in his body, as if warning something.

Fortunately, they just clicked and stopped, so the malice was not too obvious. After about two months of self-cultivation, the malice will naturally dissipate.

At that time, he will not have to worry about sudden diarrhea and then finds that there is no paper.

That was really an unbearable memory that people don't want to look back on. I have never seen such a disgusting person.

Qiye also bowed to Zhao Tuan.

It's not out of emotion, but in awe of power.

This is the second time he has fought against a warrior of the mythical level. Although it is not a battle of life and death, he has benefited a lot.

However, following this battle, he also felt that his footsteps to break through the myth had moved a little further uncontrollably.

It seems that if there are a few more battles like this, even if he doesn't want to, he will have to forcibly break through the mythical realm.

This is the biggest reason why he didn't break through the myth in one go after breaking the shackles of combat power.

Because there seems to be a force in the dark urging him to break through as soon as possible.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, the more the force urged him, the more careful he became.

He did not forget the pair of eyes he saw on Tianzhu Mountain last time.

He didn't believe that such a pair of ruthless and indifferent eyes would treat a small human being preferentially.

When that time really came, he might have to face the choice he made back then.

Either follow the sky and break through the myth and become a puppet of the Dao of Heaven; or reverse the will of God and forcefully fight with Him to become a mythical warrior who is truly unrestricted by the Dao of Heaven.

And choose the latter nine times out of ten will die.

Maybe we should look for Xie Shisan?

After all, their situations are too similar.

The same genius is invincible, the same myth of rebellion, and the same lack of breakthrough.

What should he do.

Of course, he may have already succumbed to the law of heaven.

It's a pity that for Jiang Ping's sake, he didn't get to experience the sword in Grandmaster Nangong's hand. Otherwise, he would have known Xie Shisan's current situation without going to see Xie Shisan.

Qiye thought to herself.

But he never told Jiang Ping these words.

Otherwise, with Jiang Ping's temperament, he thought that even if he was wronged, he would not want him to take more shots.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but take another look at Jiang Ping, who was smiling foolishly and happily.

With that hidden will, he probably won't be able to accompany him for a long time.

Originally, his plan was to secretly guard Jiang Ping until he recovered.

But he didn't expect Jiang Ping to recover so quickly, so he would have enough time and effort to prepare.

Jiang Ping didn't know that Qiye already had the intention of leaving. He saw that Qiye really had a tie with the national teacher, and he couldn't stop smiling on his face.

Although he has always been very confident in Qiye, but having confidence does not mean that he is not worried.

Now that he had truly confirmed Qiye's strength, he finally settled down in his heart.

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"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Jiang Ping bowed slightly towards Emperor Zhao to express his gratitude.

He is not the kind of aggressive person. Now that he has achieved the goal of brightening his muscles, he should not confront Zhao Huang again in the open.

Not only can it not be cheap, but it is easy to make Zhao Huang angry and turn his face on the spot.

He probably guessed that Zhao Huang should have drawn countless circles of curses on his name at this moment.

Hearing this, Zhao Huang took a deep look at Jiang Ping, as if he wanted to remember his current hateful appearance in his mind.

He nodded slightly, and suddenly said:

"Since you want to thank me, then do me a favor."

Jiang Ping's face froze.

I'm being polite, why don't you take it seriously.

Do you want to lose face?

When Zhao Huang saw Jiang Ping's face, he felt inexplicably better. He smiled and said:

"Jiang Aiqing, do you want to reject me? Or is your thank you just a polite remark, then I will have a serious discussion with you about the crime of deceiving the emperor!"

Jiang Ping: "..."

Come on, the emperor doesn't care much anymore, what else can he do?

Make a memory this time, and next time I can't leave such obvious words.

"What's your majesty's order?"

Jiang Ping seemed rather unwilling to speak.

Zhao Huang was terrified just now, so let's pretend to make him happy now.

Hey, who made me kind-hearted and considerate.

Zhao Huang really smiled even more happily.

He said: "Before I told you about Princess Pingyang's marriage, you said you didn't want to. Then I won't force you.

Just a few days ago, the envoy of the State of Wei brought a letter of credence from Emperor Wei, saying that he wanted to propose marriage to me, and he was willing to offer a county land as a dowry gift to marry my little princess for his second son, and at the same time symbolize Zhao The two countries of Wei will always be friends.

At that time, I didn't want Ning'er to marry far away from another country, so I said to think about it. "

Jiang Ping was taken aback again.