Feng Jiuxiao frowned. Although he was dissatisfied, he could only nod.
Return to the Nine Heavenly Palace.
"Brother, what do you mean, Mr. Long, are you just kidding us?"
Ji Liuhe drank the wine from the gourd, grabbing the big chicken leg with one hand and chewing on it.
The luxurious seats made of gold and jade were splashed all over by his wine and oil.
"Winning the first place in the eight-door competition would have been easy if we were three brothers"
"But the problem is that in the Eight-Door Competition, you must be a member of the Eight-Door Competition who has never participated in it."
On the chair opposite, a thin man was playing with a few dice, with an evil smile on his face.
The man was dressed in a colorful gold embroidered robe. Not only was he holding a dice in his hands, but his clothes were also decorated with Pai Gow patterns.
"Third brother, you hang out in the gambling houses of the Eight Gates every day. Do you know which kid from the Shenlong clan can take the first place in the Eight Gates Competition?" Ji Liuhe asked.
"Second brother, are you stupid for asking me to find a good fighter from a gambling house?"
"Eh? Something doesn't seem right Qi Sanchuan, you kid, what else can you do besides making money? Can you do something serious!?"
"You fat man, you drink alcohol and eat meat every day, and you are serious? Brother's precious son was injured, do you think I am not in a hurry?"
"Alasmy poor Qantian nephew"
Feng Jiuxiao sat on the dragon chair at the top and cursed irritably: "You two! Shut up!"
Ji Liuhe and Qi Sanchuan became silent in silence.
"One of them knows how to eat and drink, and the other knows how to gamble. They are both Six Tribulations Blue Dragons. Those barbaric Six Tribulations are not even a bit better than you!"
"Brother, I'm not convinced by your words. I've never been beaten, so who knows?"
"Lin Wan's ambush from all directions left you helpless, but you fell into the hands of Feng Xiaotian What do you think?"
Ji Liuhe and Qi Sanchuan curled their lips, unable to refute.
"That magical skill is too bad" Ji Liuhe muttered.
"I'm afraid only you, brother, can kill that kid," Qi Sanchuan said.
"Don't you understand what the patron saint means? The patron saint has already cherished talents. If we go to the wilderness to kill people at this time, we will be the first to die!" Ji Liuhe said.
Feng Jiuxiao was silent for a while and said: "Second brother, you go to Qianmen and find a few good seedlings that can be used. Third child, you go to the other seven doors and see who can be used by us"
"This time we can choose eight newcomers. In addition to the first place, I am bound to win it. The top eight, we Shenlong Clan all want it!"
Ji Liuhe stood up happily, "Hey, I just like your temper, big brother!"
"Brother, let's go and do it right now. From Hongmeng to the wilderness, there is no gambling house that I am not familiar with!"
Feng Jiuxiao sighed, "Don't play with things to lose your mind"
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a uniform with a flattering smile walked in.
Behind him were hundreds of graceful and graceful women.
"Palace Master! There are a total of one hundred and thirty-seven girls from the clan who are paying tribute this time. Palace Master, please accept them!"
Feng Jiuxiao looked helpless, "Didn't I just pay tribute the year before last?"
The middle-aged man knelt down directly, and a group of girls also knelt down one after another.
"Palace Master! For the eternal prosperity of the Shenlong clan, please bear with me!!"
¡°Please, Palace Master, have mercy!!¡±
A group of women were also very eager, and some began to cry.
Feng Jiuxiao sighed, "That's all, for the sake of the Shenlong clan, I will let you stay here"
"Thank you, Palace Master, for taking me in! Palace Master has suffered a lot for my Shenlong clan!!"
Feng Jiuxiao had a wry smile on her face, "I don't blame you, just go to the harem"
The man quickly called a group of women up, "Why don't you go get dressed quickly? From now on, you must serve the palace master well and spread your wings for the Shenlong clan!!"
Ji Liuhe and Qi Sanchuan clicked their tongues, winking at each other, and then left the hall
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¡°This beast is Feng Jiuxiao!¡±
A palace made of ice and jade in Hongmeng is the Beihan Temple headed by the Xuanming clan.
The master of the palace, Zhou Hankong, sat at the top and slapped the Xuanbing chair angrily.
"In this eight-door competition, I will definitely let him go to the Nine Heavenly Palaces, and there will be no chance of him turning around again!"
"Palace Master, as far as I know, the Shenlong clan's Qianmen sect, as well as many branches of the other seven sects, have many masters."
"It's impossible to squeeze out all the eight places from the Shenlong clan"
Several elders in the palace expressed their opinions one after another.
"What do you know? Eight quotas are actually not critical at all."
Zhou Hankong sneered: "We only need to get first place, and everything will change!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all understood!
"Patron Saint!?"
"Not bad!" Zhou Hankong said: "Being able to make a wish with the patron saint is enough for our Xuanming clan to suppress the Shenlong clan!"
"Then we must find young talents who are trustworthy within the clan and who can win the championship!"
"Is this possible? Phoenix and White Tiger are also very skilled, and there are several powerful clans such as Qingqiu and Zhulong"
Zhou Hankong interrupted everyone: "I already have the candidate."
"who?"
"My youngest son, Zhou Xuwang!"
A strange and sinister flash appeared in Zhou Hankong's eyes
A group of elders in the palace looked at each other, seemingly confused.
"Zhou Xuwang? Which young master?"
"I've never heard of it. Could it be that he is an illegitimate child?"
Everyone whispered, but they didn¡¯t dare to say anything more, and planned to investigate in secret.
At the same time, the upper reaches of Kanmen.
??In a classical courtyard with snow plum blossoms in full bloom.
"Young Master False, Young Master False!"
The old man came to the yard with a few servants.
A fair young man in white clothes, white trousers and pajamas, holding a volume of ancient books, is drinking hot tea alone and reading the ancient books.
"What's wrong?" The young man turned around and asked.
"A handwriting has come from the Hongmeng Beihan Temple. The master of the temple, Zhou Hankong, will be back soon. I specially asked the young master to meet you!"
The young man looked indifferent and said with a smile: "I understand, please step back."
The old man said excitedly: "Master, you have managed to survive!"
Several servants in the courtyard also shed tears.
Zhou Xuwang put down the book, stood up and walked through the snow, walking back to the house.
He closed the door and looked inside the simple room, a white wall
Outside the house, the old man and a group of servants walked some distance away from the yard.
After crossing a bridge, the old man suddenly turned around in confusion and looked at a group of servants.
"What are you doing with me?"
"Butler, didn't you ask us to come?"
"What are you here for?"
"Look what kind of young master are you looking at?"
"Master? Where is the master?"
"We came out of that courtyard," a maid pointed to the place behind where the snow plum blossoms were in full bloom.
The old housekeeper cursed loudly: "Nonsense! The concubine and the young master living there died by throwing themselves into a well more than ten years ago. Where can the young master come from an abandoned courtyard where no one has entered?"
A group of servants were stunned for a moment, and then they all felt baffled.
"We don't know either Could it be that we remembered it wrong?"
The old housekeeper was too lazy to take care of himself, "What a bunch of lazy servants, why don't you go to work?"
The servants were aggrieved, but they had no choice but to shake their heads and walk away.
At this time, Zhou Xuwang was in the house.
The lights of the crystal mine danced, and a black shadow was projected on the wall
Gradually, several pairs of black wings seemed to grow behind the shadow. Gradually, the shadow filled the entire wall
Zhou Xuwang¡¯s eyes were filled with black light
"Everything has just begun" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com