As soon as I got off the mountain, the stunning female CEO took me home

"Alas..." Zhao Tianbao let out a long sigh, "I went to a witch from the Shui tribe some time ago, and she performed a ritual for me and escaped!"

Naturally, Zhao Tianbao would not say that there was a foreign object in his body!

Firstly, he was afraid that he would become an alien in the eyes of the violent master.

Secondly, he has to get rid of that thing in his body eventually.

One body is too crowded to hold two souls!

Why bother, tell yourself now and cause trouble for yourself!

So, I made up a reason.

When he saw the violent master, his eyes showed envy.

The violent master thought for a while and finally felt relieved. A trace of calmness appeared on his old face and he asked, "What do you want me to do?"

He didn't quite believe what Zhao Tianbao said about the water tribe witches.

Since it was the ancient power that erased everyone's memories, how could a mere human witch resist?

Zhao Tianbao didn't say it, he just didn't want to say it!

After staying with Elder Tie for so long, I can still see this look in his eyes.

This Zhao Tianbao must also be a hidden strong man!Otherwise, how could it be possible to escape the ban of the ancient power?

In front of such a peerless strong man, he has no right to resist!

"As I said, let me enter the Northern Sect Ancient Martial Sect this time. The arena has collapsed. There is dirt everywhere. It's too dirty. I don't want to fight!" Zhao Tianbao looked at the collapsed arena with a look of disgust.

"Okay!" The violent master agreed happily, "However, I have a request. After you enter the Northern sect's ancient martial arts sect, can you recognize me as your master on the surface? It's just on the surface, in fact..." The violent master sucked. In one breath, he finally made a huge determination, "I am willing to be your slave!"

Being able to resist the ban of the ancient powers, if he misses today, he is afraid that if he practices for hundreds of years, he will never encounter him again!

For a warrior, it is the lifelong pursuit of every warrior to become a disciple of a strong man and become stronger. Today, he does not want to miss this opportunity.

However, he has entered the Northern sect's ancient martial arts sect. He was born as a member of the northern sect's ancient martial arts sect and died as a ghost of the northern sect's ancient martial arts sect. He can no longer worship anyone else, so he can only be Zhao Tianbao's slave.

Besides, being the slave of the strong is not a shameful thing!

It's a huge opportunity!

In a moment, the violent master thought all this clearly, and his eyes were full of determination!

"servant?"

Although the violent master made up his mind, Zhao Tianbao was shocked. He entered the Northern Sect of Ancient Martial Arts at the request of this foreign object in his body. He himself had no interest in ancient martial arts at all.

Besides, he didn't want to have anything to do with these ancient warriors.

His lifelong pursuit is money, which is very vulgar. He has no interest in the feelings of family and country or traditional culture.

As long as he finds a way to remove this foreign object from his body, he will never have anything to do with these ancient martial arts people again.

He shook his head, just about to refuse.

But at this moment, I heard the voice inside my body saying, "Take him!"

"Huh?" Zhao Tianbao was confused.

"The road to Tianhuang is very difficult. It's good to have one more person to protect you. Accept him!"

"Oh!" Zhao Tianbao reluctantly agreed.

Then, he saw that his fingers were pinching uncontrollably, condensing a stream of essence and blood, and it shot directly into the forehead of the violent master.

"I have injected my essence and blood into your sea of ​​consciousness. Once you betray me, we will both be destroyed!" Zhao Tianbao said.

The violent master suddenly trembled all over.

I never expected that Zhao Tianbao actually... actually had such a method. Sure enough... he was really an incredible power!

"Young one, I don't dare!" The violent master said quickly.

Zhao Tianbao looked at his hands, and then at the devout violent master in front of him, with an ugly look on his face.

Mad!

this thing……

The Northern Guwu Sect and the Southern Guwu Sect are two hostile sects.

Safeguard yourself!

Who will take sides?

This thing really killed him.

Mad!

pissed!

at the same time.

The highest mountain in the Tianhuang Continent, Fuyao Peak, is thousands of feet above the ground. There is a large stone prison cell.

The name is Bi Fan!

This is a place used to imprison the most vicious god on the Tianhuang Continent who has committed grave crimes.

In fact, the entire Fuyao Mountain Peak, floating high above the Yunhuang Continent, was originally the place where the Demon Emperor used to imprison those who committed the most heinous crimes.

In other words, it is actually a Chateau d'If prison where the Count of Monte Cristo is imprisoned.

The director of the Prison Department here is called Bai Jingzhu.

Thousands of years ago, she was the Demon Emperor's left-wing general, but later she fell in love with a prince from the previous dynasty. Because of that prince's soul, she did not hesitate to confront the Demon Emperor in front of all the civil and military gods. In anger, he demoted her to Fuyao Peak to take care of those gods who committed heinous crimes.

From then on, no one cared about it for thousands of years.

That's right, the Bai Jingzhu mentioned is the purple-clothed fairy on Fuyao Peak.

At this time, Bai Jingzhu was leaning against the wall of a stone cell in Biwan.

The torch next to her face burned loudly, casting a beautiful profile shadow of her face on the wall.

She looked towards the special cell below.

There was a vague, uninterrupted sound coming from my ears. I couldn't tell what it was at first, but after listening for a long time, I realized that it was the scream of a prisoner. It was vague and hoarse, not like a human voice at all.

Interspersed with the uninterrupted clear ticking sound of water dripping from the stone wall, mechanically and endlessly tormenting everyone's eardrums, listening to this sound every moment makes those who are imprisoned here. All criminals, almost crazy.

But there is only one single cell.

A young man sat with his eyes lowered. The torch cast a heavy shadow on his face, and his high and straight nose divided his face into light and dark sides.

In this empty cell, even though his hands were still wearing heavy iron ropes, this man had always maintained a sitting posture with his shoulders straight - this was the standard sitting posture maintained in the army all year round.

He is the third prince Xueji of the Tianlan Kingdom that disappeared thousands of years ago!