Chapter 197 Are you doubting me?
Above the endless Nagano.
A gust of mountain wind blew past, like the wind blowing wheat waves, blowing the waist-high lush weeds to one place.
The handsome man spread out his hands and let the man in black robe in front of him put on a silk gown embroidered with a black dragon pattern for him.
"Nineteen, this body is very good."
The handsome man said calmly: "The world of immortality is about to begin, and we need more containers."
The black-robed man with the word 'Nineteen' engraved on his left forehead nodded and replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, I understand. I am already trying to collect as many containers as possible."
The handsome man nodded.
suddenly.
An area of dense weeds.
"Son?"
A voice filled with nervousness, uneasiness, disbelief, and at the same time suppressed joy came from the dense weeds.
"Um?"
The handsome man raised his eyebrows, and a strong wind automatically pushed away the dense weeds.
He saw a middle-aged man with a square face and a protruding nose, who was looking at him tremblingly due to nervousness.
The middle-aged man looked exhausted, as if he had traveled thousands of miles without sleep. His originally exquisite and expensive clothes were now covered with dust, and his face, which usually looked as imposing as a tiger, was now covered with scattered stubble.
At this moment, he did not seem like the powerful leader who was in charge of the world and no one else could do it better than him.
He is more like a hopeless old father who has been searching for his son for many years, has been through many hardships, and has already been exhausted.
"Zhaosheng, it's me! Don't you recognize your father?"
The middle-aged man took two steps at a time and looked up and down at the strange child in front of him. His tiger eyes quickly turned red.
The handsome man did not reply, but turned his head to glance at Nineteen next to him.
Nineteen nodded slightly, barely perceptible.
"Son. What a strange name."
The handsome man chuckled, then walked forward and stood in front of Chen Tianxiong.
The dark ink in his eyes quickly faded away, turning into distinct black and white pupils and whites of his eyes.
The two of them were only a foot apart.
The black-robed man Nineteen at the side stared at the handsome man's face, as if he wanted to dig into the deepest part of the handsome man's soul.
Chen Tianxiong looked at the face, then stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch the cheek of his son who had disappeared for three years and whom everyone in the outside world had already determined to be dead.
However.
Looking at this face that looked exactly like Chen Zhaosheng, but with an extremely indifferent expression, Chen Tianxiong's hand hung in the air, and finally let it go, saying only one sentence.
"Zhaosheng, come home with Dad."
Chen Zhaosheng did not move when he heard this, but just stared at the back of Chen Tianxiong who turned around.
An invisible force permeated.
The entire space seemed to be frozen at this moment.
"Is this the father of this body?"
Chen Zhaosheng said lightly.
The black-robed man nodded, "This man's name is Chen Tianxiong, and he is indeed the father of this container."
After a pause, the black-robed man Nineteen asked:
"Your Majesty, do you want to deal with this person?"
Chen Zhaosheng thought about it and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.
"Don't worry. When I was sorting out my memories just now, the brother in this body had an extremely top-notch appearance."
The black-robed man Nineteen narrowed his eyes upon hearing this and nodded:
"That's right. The younger brother of this body is named Chen Zhixing. He is the most talented person of this era. He is only thirteen years old, but he has already reached the sixth level of Zhenwu not long ago, and he has killed a person who has reached the half-step Nirvana stage with great force."
As soon as these words fell.
A gleam of light suddenly flashed in Chen Zhaosheng's eyes.
"A thirteen-year-old Shingo of the sixth level, this speed is unprecedented even in our era."
The black-robed man Nineteen took a deep look at Chen Zhaosheng and said, "So, Your Excellency means that you want to rely on the network of relationships in this container to get close to Chen Zhixing?"
"yes."
Chen Zhaosheng nodded, a cruel smile appeared in his eyes and said:
"So, Chen Tianxiong cannot be killed for the time being. Not only that, I must go back with him and personally meet Chen Zhixing! He is a better container!"
The black-robed man Nineteen did not answer, but lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty has always been decisive in doing things. He just goes and gets what he wants, and never bothers to use tricks."
Without waiting for him to finish.
Boom! A slender hand as white as jade and with distinct joints grabbed the neck of the black-robed man Nineteen.
"Are you doubting me?"
Chen Zhaosheng had a head of black hair that fell to his waist. He grabbed the black-robed man by the neck and quickly pulled him closer.
His eyes once again turned into a deep, inky black color.
Chichichichi! The five fingers gradually tightened, and a suffocating feeling came over me.
The black-robed man Nineteen said with difficulty, "I dare not."
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“Remember who you are.”
Chen Zhaosheng let go of his hand and said expressionlessly: "Don't forget, your existence is just a sacrifice for me."
The black-robed man Nineteen said no more, but bowed and quickly stepped back, saying:
"Everything is subject to your command."
Huh. The wind that blew across Nagano continued to blow.
The space that was originally frozen returned to normal.
“This is what happened just now.”
A look of confusion flashed across Chen Tianxiong's face, and he always felt that something seemed to have happened just now.
However, when he carefully examined it, he could not detect anything unusual, just like an antelope hanging on a horn.
"Dad, let's go home."
Chen Zhaosheng looked at Chen Tianxiong, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Okay, okay, Sheng'er, Daddy will take you home!"
A moment later.
Chen Zhaosheng and Chen Tianxiong gradually left and disappeared in this vast wilderness.
The black-robed man Nineteen looked at the two people's departing backs, and his eyes gradually narrowed.
"Nineteen, are you doubting that there is something wrong with His Majesty's reincarnation?"
A man in a black robe with the word "eighteen" carved on his forehead approached and asked in a low voice.
The black-robed man Nineteen did not answer, but turned around and said indifferently: "Come on, follow me to meet Number One."
at the same time.
Tianlan Holy Land, inside the residence of the Son of God.
Chen Zhixing sat cross-legged on a bed, his eyes closed and breathing evenly.
With every breath Chen Zhixing took, a large amount of spiritual energy suddenly rushed towards him and then quickly dissipated.
All around him, there was a fairy light flashing across like a meteor shower.
After a moment.
Chen Zhixing slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.
Chen Daoyan has returned to the Ziwei Chen family.
Chen Zhixing was not in a hurry. During the past few days, he created a method of creation that was extremely suitable for cultivation in the Tianlan Holy Land, combining the physical body and spiritual consciousness.
This can be considered as a gift that Chen Zhixing intends to give to Tianlan Holy Land before he leaves.
Now, he has made great achievements in both his spiritual consciousness and physical body. It is meaningless to continue staying in the Tianlan Holy Land. It is time to return to the Ziwei Chen family.
"It's a pity that we were unable to kill the Medicine King Xun Puzi and the ancient remnant soul in Meng Hedong's ring."
Chen Zhixing frowned slightly, his eyes were gloomy and uncertain, and he muttered to himself.
He always had a bad feeling.
It seems that a storm will hit in the near future.
(End of this chapter)