"Fang Zong, don't you dare fight me?" the Empress Dowager mocked, her attacks becoming even more ferocious.

Fang Zong simply smiled slightly, his body swaying like a willow in the wind, dodging the attacks from the Empress with perfect timing.

Tiger Tyrant was getting impatient, rubbing his little paws together, as if he wanted to make a move.

"No need," Fang Zong said, extending a finger to stop the little yellow cat from jumping up.

He wiped away a wisp of scorching copper ghost energy from the Queen of the Owls, which could be said to have severely damaged the Queen of the Owls' foundation and roots. However, the Queen of the Owls was indeed a supernatural-level ghost who had risen from an ordinary little ghost, and her foundation was particularly solid. She was still at the first level of supernatural powers.

But here's the thing: a dignified, supernatural-level ghost doesn't even need to use its supernatural power world; it has to fight him hand-to-hand.

This is quite an interesting matter...

"Thank you for showing mercy, Brother Zong."

The Empress's attacks grew increasingly fierce. Before long, a calm sound rang out from behind. Fang Zong turned around and saw Murong Zhen flying over on a vulture. He had to hold onto the vulture's neck with both hands to avoid being thrown off by the gale.

The action was very unseemly, but Murong Zhen maintained his calm tone, as was his style: "Empress, stop. Brother Zong won't kill you."

"Why?" The Empress's hair was disheveled.

"Because he was waiting for me to admit defeat, and I already did."

Murong Zhen, as if seeing through people's hearts, guessed Fang Zong's motives and stared at him. Under his gaze, Fang Zong raised an eyebrow and asked in surprise, "Waiting for you to admit defeat? You're overthinking it." Regardless of what Murong Zhen had guessed, his departure was truly just a departure. Fang Zong wasn't an expert on relationships; was he really going to spend the whole night talking to this lovesick couple and exhausting his words to persuade them?

Murong Zhen: "..."

With a stiff face and twitching lips, Murong Zhen observed Fang Zong's expression and every subtle movement, realizing that she had guessed wrong.

I felt even more wronged—

Am I, the mighty Murong Zhen, not worthy of your extra effort to recruit me into your service?

Do you know how many ghosts and sects are crying and begging to kill the Empress and make me fall into their arms?

“Brother Zong, I wish to live in seclusion with the Empress.” Murong Zhen said very calmly.

"Oh." Fang Zong nodded. "What does this have to do with me?"

This was already very polite, without using a single swear word, yet Murong Zhen was completely bewildered, and suddenly a word came to mind:

One who is without desires is invincible!

Fang Zong, the suit-wearing thug, really had no intention of recruiting him!

Thinking of this, Murong Zhen was filled with resentment, but his face remained remarkably calm as he asked, "Don't you want to know who framed us? Someone tricked you, don't you want revenge?"

"I'm chasing it right now, but the ghostly aura is very thin, and even my dead cat has a hard time catching it."

"The other party is shrewd, but in my opinion, that's all there is to it." In just a few words, Murong Zhen rendered the other party utterly worthless, then smiled at Fang Zong. At this moment, Xiao Jiu was already hovering in mid-air, quite stable. He sat on Xiao Jiu's back, holding onto Xiao Jiu's feather with one hand, looking very sophisticated.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zong's eyes lit up, and then he decisively placed a knife directly against the Empress's neck: "Speak!"

Murong Zhen: "..."

Damn it!

Zhuge Liang visited Zhuge Liang's thatched cottage three times. I don't ask for anything from you, I just need you to say something so I can save face.

A good bird chooses its tree to perch on, and a wise minister chooses his lord to serve. The Empress no longer had any thoughts of conquering the world, but Murong Zhen had no intention of retiring to the mountains and forests. Moreover, he felt that following Fang Zong would bring him a more exciting world.

All you need to do is say one sentence, just an invitation. Is it really worth drawing your sword and threatening someone?

"Wait, something doesn't seem right?"

While Murong Zhen was completely bewildered, Fang Zong rubbed his forehead and rubbed his fingers on the hilt of his knife. This subtle movement was enough for Murong Zhen to guess Fang Zong's psychological reaction, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Yes, that's not good.

All you need to do is invite me to be your strategist, and I'll tell you everything!

"Yes, that's not good!"

Murong Zhen deliberately displayed some facial expressions and gestures, but Fang Zong didn't even look at them, and simply moved the magic sword Shattered Star away from the neck of the owl.

The Queen of the Owls is a ghost who has completely controlled her instinct to harm people. She's very valuable. Her experience can be incorporated into my own ghost-raising process.

Therefore, instead of killing him, he simply swung his longsword and placed it against Murong Zhen's neck: "Speak!"

"Don't say that I won't let you lose! Once I'm dead, you'll have no weaknesses left. You can go and assist the Yinshan Ghost King. In the end, you will definitely kill the Yinshan Ghost King and rule the world yourself!"

Before Murong Zhen could move, the Empress Dowager rammed into him, using her own neck to block the blade.

She moved very quickly, but Fang Zong was even faster in sheathing his long sword. He grabbed her hair with his other hand and slammed her behind his back!

"Empress Dowager!" Murong Zhen exclaimed anxiously, "Fang Zong, I am willing to assist you in conquering the world!"

Fang Zong: “Σ(⊙▽⊙“a……”

Is it interesting to fight for supremacy?

Is it tiring to fight for supremacy?

Fang Zong couldn't understand why everyone had the idea of ​​conquering the world, and why he thought he had the same idea. It was like the throne in the Lingxiao Palace in the legend, which the Jade Emperor had sat on. Then, the Jade Emperor's sister was slept with by a mortal, and the Jade Emperor's daughter was slept with by a mortal. Every day, he had to endure the torment of paperwork and face, swallowing his pride and suffering.

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