The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

Looking around the field, everyone's eyes were blurred, and there were constant thuds and thuds in their ears. When they could see clearly again, the field was already a mess!

They saw Zhao Hao's neck, limbs, thighs, shoulders and back... There was a bright long sword clamped everywhere. A group of women stood with their willowy eyebrows, all staring at him with ferocious eyes that wanted to eat them alive, and all his men... Then they were all knocked down early in the electric fight just now!

Yes……

The elite strongmen of the Zhao Empire in the wild river basin could not survive even a single battle, and they were all defeated by a bunch of little girls. If it weren't for a little girl who was wiping her foundation and complaining, showing off her feet and stepping on a The guard of Zhao, who was already bleeding from the corner of his mouth...it was impossible for anyone present to imagine that this scene was actually real!

"Who else dares to laugh at my young master?"

A slightly older woman drew out her soft sword from her waist and pointed it diagonally at the field.

The whole audience suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"You...who are you..." Zhao Hao had already softened his feet, but he still showed off his strength and said, "I, I am the Prince of Zhao, you...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he was hit in the back of the head by the hilt of the sword and fell to the ground unconscious.

"I accidentally harvested a strange item..." He muttered to himself, but with a hint of a smile. At this moment, the man in black who had made the suggestion suddenly thought of something, and his eyes suddenly widened, Regardless of being stepped on by the embroidered shoes, he struggled and trembled: "You are the one who facilitated this auction...the mastermind behind it?"

"...This matter has nothing to do with you, Da Zhao."

When the sound fell, the man in black shuddered, but immediately, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes turned to look at the unconscious Zhao Hao. I really wish that Emperor Zhao had never given birth to this prince!

If you fail to succeed, you will fail!

However, even if the man in black complains and regrets at this moment, what should have happened has already happened. Even if he wants to tell others the message and ask them to quickly notify Zhao Young Emperor, it is... beyond his power.

He has...changed nothing.

This series of auctions is a battle for the secret realm of Longhou.

Da Zhao, take the lead!

No one in the field paid attention to these losers anymore. A slightly older woman in plain clothes with a face as delicate as a flower, a waist as thin as a willow, and willow-leaf eyebrows bowed and said meaningfully: "Master, this matter ...I’m afraid it’s a little strange.”

This was said in an inexplicable way, and everyone in the room was confused, but Xianliu knew exactly what this woman meant - what a coincidence.

At his level, he no longer believed in so-called coincidences. However, he and Prince Zhao appeared together, causing a lot of drama. It happened that he was in such a sensitive period...

This is by no means accidental.

"Well... those old guys are not good at all. As for this group of people, they were just used as guns..."

In just the blink of an eye, Xianliu figured out the key point, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "You want to use them to test my depth?"

Hearing this, the woman in plain clothes also nodded, but her temperament was indifferent and her reaction was ordinary, but it did not mean that the other women around her were the same!

As soon as these words were spoken, all the women looked sulky and gnashed their teeth. In their hearts, the 'young master' was handsome, talented, rich, gentle and considerate. He was simply the best man in heaven and earth, a once-in-a-lifetime, rare-to-be-born man!

But now, someone actually dares to plot against their male god?

It is unbearable!

"court death!"

"Are they...those old guys? They are really impatient!"

"How dare you cause trouble for the young master, sisters, we can't spare them!"

Seeing the excitement in the whole place, the bystanders who had seen the horror of these women couldn't help but tremble. However, the commotion only lasted for a moment. Only a vague figure raised his hand and pressed down, and the place returned to silence.

Xianliu said calmly: "I can probably guess this - some people must have had strange thoughts when they saw me first entering the wild river basin and taking over the guests, right? Think that by hiding behind the scenes, they can calmly test and control everything? "

Speaking of this, Xianliu seemed to be unable to help laughing, and there was a hint of ridicule in his voice: "I still remember that before entering the world, Master once teased us disciples, saying that some people will become stronger as they get older, while some people will become stronger as they get older. As people get older, they are full of doubts. They want to control everything all day long, and they try again and again. As a result... they become an old fool from a young fool! "

"Master, you will never deceive me."

After saying these words, none of the women in the room could hold back, and they all laughed out loud. However, they did not expect that the aloof World Master would actually say such a thing...

Sure enough, since the 'Young Master of Xuanmen' appeared, the entire Xuanmen has been different...

"Master said that not knowing the enemy's situation and hiding behind the scenes to test is a feasible move. However, when you are born in the world, you need to see all sentient beings. Even in our generation, we often have to walk in the world and realize the various aspects of life, the fireworks of the world... …This group of people who only conspire behind the scenes and think they are hermits and masters are nothing more than a sad joke.”

Many people in the room did not understand these words, but some veterans who had been in the wild river basin for many years vaguely heard some clues, and had a horrifying conjecture in their minds.

Could it be...could it be that the 'hermit master' this person calls...is...'that force'?

"Yes... This fight for the Dragon Marquis Secret Realm is a big deal! Even if it happened suddenly, and the empires blocked each other's reinforcements and reached a balance, they could not add fuel to the drama, but this chaotic wild river basin was never as simple as it looked on the surface - the vast land of China is not only the empire's power, but also..."

The group of people felt terrified when they thought about it, and they dared not think about it anymore - they could not imagine a confrontation at this level.

"In that case, how do you plan to deal with this matter, young master?" Hearing the immortals calling the group of people who were astonished and worshipped by the secular world as "old fools" and "jokes", the women surprisingly did not think there was anything wrong. After a while of thinking, the woman in plain clothes asked first.

Hearing this, Xianliu's eyes seemed to flash with a gleam of light: "Hit the snake at its weakest point."

"... Young Master, if this is the case, I'm afraid that our dust cultivators this time will not be free and peaceful."

"Alas... I came out to swim and play in the water and encountered such a mess. It's fate, and there's nothing I can do..." Xianliu shook his head and spread his hands, "First, I can't let down the prestige of my master. Second, I don't even dare to fight a group of old idiots. When I go back, I will be laughed at by Fu Laoshu and others for a year! Apart from anything else, Second Senior Brother will definitely cut me hard! Third..."

At this point, Xianliu's voice was a little complicated and helpless: "Someone wants me to take action to calm down the big storm here, suppress those underwater forces that are eyeing the 'Dragon Marquis Secret Realm', and completely control this matter within the power of Tongxuan Realm to Qihun Realm. Level..."

When the last word fell, the women were a little surprised - they could understand the first two reasons given by their young master, but the third one...

"Who can ask you to fight with all your strength? Although we are not afraid of such a confrontation, it is always troublesome to deliberately provoke it... Why would you listen to him?"

Hearing this, Xianliu sighed: "You can ignore other people's words, but you dare not disobey 'this person's' words. Fortunately, I am not the first one to be 'harmed'. I heard that Ning Lao is a drunkard, and the fourth senior brother and others... Hey, let's not talk about it. Under the power of this person, we can only 'tremble in fear'!"

There is a bit of ridicule and self-mockery in these words, but there is no trace of anger, only helplessness, and even a hint of respect in the tone?

The women can no longer understand it. They think that even the world master has said that their young master has the potential to conquer the world with his face... Who can make such a "handsome" young master respect them?

There is such a person in the world?

It's incredible!

Just as the women were complaining, a woman walked in from outside and whispered, "Sir, someone has an appointment."

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The Wilderness River Basin has a calendar that is different from the vast land of China.

On this day in the 93rd year of the Wilderness Calendar, a meeting that had a profound impact on the entire Wilderness River Basin in the future took place on the top of the Wilderness Mountain.

This meeting was not recorded in the history books. People in later generations could only learn from the oral accounts of those years, which were not known to be true, that the core of the meeting was only two people.

But what these two people talked about here that year, no one knows...

The mountain wind was cold, and the words were blown away by the wind. After all, the meeting that year became a mystery that could never be solved in the history books of later generations...