Want to be the sharpest knife in their hands?
Are these people qualified to drive Lu Feiyu under their command?
As Crazy Blood absorbed more and more blood, the middle-aged man in the python robe could no longer keep his balance.
He fell to the ground, his voice trembling:
"I am a prince. There is a soul lamp in the court. When a person dies, the lamp goes out."
"By then, everyone in Dayan will know that you, Lu Feiyu, have appeared again."
"I'm afraid your sister won't have a good ending either!"
"Lu Feiyu, it's undeniable that you are strong, but can you alone be stronger than an entire dynasty?"
"With tens of millions of years of experience, how can you alone contend with it?"
"Do you think you are the Dao Ancestor?"
Having said that, he softened his tone and said:
"As long as you work for us, we will forgive the past!"
"Conferring titles and honors is a piece of cake!"
Hearing this, Lu Feiyu's eyes flashed.
He certainly wasn't scared by the threat.
Instead, he felt that if he could infiltrate the enemy through these anti-imperial factions, he would definitely be able to get access to more immortals and more resources.
It will be beneficial to his development.
As for this person’s high-sounding talk of “considering the people of the world”, it’s all fucking bullshit!
Who can't shout a few slogans under the banner of justice?
As long as they succeed in coming to power, they will continue to oppress the people for their own profit.
Without fundamental changes in the guiding ideology, no matter how many times we revolt, it will be useless.
These people are no different from the so-called Holy Prince.
It’s just that these people currently have common interests with him, driving and using each other.
As soon as he thought of this, Lu Feiyu gripped the handle of the Crazy Blood Knife tightly with his right hand, and the blood-sucking ability immediately disappeared.
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