The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

Fortunately, Mo Xiang is not an ordinary person. Hearing the sound, he was not annoyed, but just slightly surprised: "Aren't you surprised?"

"What's so surprising?" Chu Tianxiao waved his hand and said calmly, "Your Majesty is not stupid."

These words were quite inconsistent, but the smart people in the room understood the meaning of his words - with the ability of Emperor Zhou, if Mo Xiang was really an undercover agent of Zhao, how could he steal the information between the two Xiangs? Position, high position and authority for so many years?

There is no doubt that this is a big game.

Originally, it was supposed to be launched five years or ten years later... and it was probably a key foreshadowing of the destruction of Zhao. It was only because of Chu Tianxiao that the chess game changed drastically, which caused it to be launched ahead of schedule.

"Most of the deceptions in the world are deceiving people with falsehoods, so they are easy to expose. But what if they are deceiving people with 'truth'?"

Chu Tianxiao looked at Mo Xiang and said: "If I'm not wrong, it should be some kind of soul-level method used by His Majesty... Is it to seal the key memory and only retain part of the subconscious mind? Or something else? The conditions for 'activation' are What? Well... forget it, it doesn't matter anymore, you must have been 'activated' just a little while ago..."

"Well, it's really a good scam. The core henchmen stabbed the heart at the critical moment. It's really fatal..."

"But, I still say the same thing."

Chu Tianxiao lowered his right hand and said calmly.

"have a finger in the pie."

After hearing this, Prime Minister Mo was silent for a moment, but did not argue. Instead, he looked at the ferocious Emperor Zhao and sighed.

"The victory has been decided."

"Your Majesty Emperor Zhao, surrender."

These words were spoken with a very deep meaning.

On the surface, he was trying to persuade Young Emperor Zhao to give up his struggle and surrender, so that he could be "punished lightly"...

But in fact, all the smart people in the room know that that is just a euphemism.

It is impossible for Dazhou to treat Zhao Shaodi "lightly".

There is no other reason, just because his status in Zhao is too important. Even if he suffers successive defeats and his reputation plummets, he... is still the god of Zhao.

There are no two days in the sky, and no two masters among the people.

Any powerful country that aspires to unify the vast land of China understands this truth.

There can only be one person who can sit on the supreme throne.

Therefore, for Zhao Shaodi, the word "persuading him to surrender" actually means... persuading him to die. It doesn't matter if he dies sooner or later, but he must die.

When there is no possibility of living anymore, being able to choose a way to die...maybe it is also a kind of luck?

Mo Xiang's words were cold and decisive, placing this life and death problem in front of Young Emperor Zhao.

As soon as he heard this, a flash of anger emerged subconsciously, and then he slowly touched a Sumeru ring hidden in his sleeve...

However.

Mo Xiang's indifferent words came before his actions, which immediately made Emperor Zhao's expression change greatly, and then he became furious!

"If His Majesty Emperor Zhao is planning to break out of the encirclement with all his strength at the risk of damaging Zhao's treasures...then I can only advise His Majesty - don't waste your efforts."

As if his words followed his words, Emperor Zhao's small actions had no effect at all.

It's not that the important treasures were destroyed, but... the connection between him and those important treasures was cut off at some point!

Moreover, the cutting method is quite clever, just like a bridge that looks solid but is actually crumbs... If you don't study it deeply, if you don't use it yourself, you won't be able to tell the clues at all!

Only then did Zhao Shaodi realize how terrifying the poisonous snake beside him was!

Right now, facing the Heavenly Blood Puppet and Mo Xiang, as well as the three thousand defeated soldiers watching with eager eyes... Young Emperor Zhao really has no chance of breaking out...

Just then.

Mo Xiang glanced at Chu Tianxiao, but he didn't even need to send a message, but said directly: "We need to be on guard against... both jade and stone will be destroyed."

"Death together?" Chu Tianxiao slowly glanced at the two great cultivators on the other side, and said lightly, "It's not that I look down on them... but they really don't have the qualifications."

This is not because Chu Tianxiao is arrogant, but it is the fact that the Heavenly Blood Puppet is not only powerful in combat, but its "body" is also strong enough to make most practitioners in the vast land of China despair! Therefore, if the opponent adopts the tactic of being destroyed together, I am afraid that the final outcome will be his own death and his life in vain...

In other words, the self-destruction of the two great cultivators could not even hope to defeat the Heavenly Blood Puppet. They could not even "severely injure" him!

Of course, Chu Tianxiao himself knew this, but when the words fell into the ears of the two great practitioners, it felt completely different...

They immediately wanted to capture the thief and the king first, but the tall and tall body of the Heavenly Blood Puppet was like an insurmountable mountain, lying in front of them. Just showing it made them feel lingering fear...

After all, this beast just killed one of their companions like a chicken and a sheep...

However, even though they are afraid in their hearts, as great practitioners, they are proud of themselves and do not think that they will lose to a puppet in all aspects...

So what if it was a Heavenly Blood Puppet that could rival a great cultivator?

After all, he is just a puppet!

Not enough chance!

Incomparable!

We still have a chance!

"You hold them in check while I take the main attack! Mo Ji, the traitor, seems to have quite a conflict with this group of thieves, so he may not give all his support!"

"good!"

The two cultivators completed the sound transmission communication in an instant, and were about to take action, but at the next moment, a low and terrifying voice made their expressions change drastically!

The armor on the face of the Heavenly Blood Puppet was slowly parted, revealing an old cheek. It didn't matter. What was terrible was that the next moment, the Heavenly Blood Puppet actually... spoke!

"Tsk tsk... Young Master, how should we deal with these people?"

When this sound fell, everyone in the field, except for the Prodigal Army, was stunned on the spot!

As we all know, a puppet is just a puppet, an "organ" without a thought! Even if those evil sects in those days sacrificed living people into puppets, what they achieved was still puppets after all...

Absolutely no thoughts!

But... now?

This Heavenly Blood puppet not only smiled strangely, but also spoke such clear words...

This...is this a puppet? !

For a moment, an extremely strange emotion arose in the hearts of the two great Zhao Lingyue experts. In modern terms, it was...are you kidding me?

The appearance of the terrifyingly offensive and defensive Heavenly Blood Puppet is enough to shock the world, but now you actually tell me that this Heavenly Blood Puppet has thoughts like ordinary people?

More than enough offense and defense, but not enough opportunity?

Who else would think that now? Who else dares to think so!

"...There is no weakness..." A powerful Zhao Lingyue sighed, "There is no chance..."

The other person stared at the Heavenly Blood Puppet, and reluctantly transmitted the message: "Not necessarily! Such a puppet must consume a lot of energy, it cannot be moved lightly, and it cannot last long!"

Hearing this, the other party was not excited at all, but rather helplessly sent out a message, which was profound and decisive...

"...He is the prodigal of the Chu family."