Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Regret what? What do I have to regret?"

Zheng Heng pointed at Wu Xing and said angrily: "You bitch, don't talk about one brother here and another brother here. Are you qualified to be my brother? If you really want to talk about qualifications, I can be your father!"

"Hey, why is the smell of gunpowder so strong? You didn't even say a few words, but you became angry from embarrassment?"

Wuji sat down, poured a cup of tea, and sipped it gently.

He added: "Zhengheng, it's not my brother who blames you. In fact, there is no need for you to blame yourself so much. After all, who has never made a mistake? Don't you think so? In the eyes of the ancestors and gods, we are just a bunch of people." It's just a child. When a child does something wrong, the right way is to have the courage to admit it and take responsibility. It's not a problem for you to keep yourself locked in your room like this!"

"Get out!!!" Zhengheng's face was ashen and his teeth were almost broken.

If it weren't for his lack of strength, he would really want to kill Wu trace.

It's a pity that Wu trace was originally a descendant of the Holy Clan, and during this time in the Ten Thousand Beasts River, he had already reached the peak of the Seven Blood Demon King Realm.

Zhengheng was no match for Wu Xu before, and now he was even more left behind.

Therefore, no matter how much Wu Xing said, Zheng Heng would only be angry and not vent his anger.

"Brother is here to persuade you out of kindness, but it's better for you to tell me to get out at every turn. You really treat your kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs."

Wujiang showed no sign of leaving, and continued: "Zhengheng, don't even look at it. Who has been to your place since the end of the River of Ten Thousand Beasts? Don't you know what they think? It's only me and you. Brother, I am nowhere to be seen, so I will ignore the past grievances and come here to persuade you not to do anything stupid."

"Thank you very much."

Zhengheng took a deep breath: "Stupid things are reserved for people like you. I, Zhengheng, just admitted the wrong person. There is no need to seek death."

"This is the best!"

Wu Xing put down the tea cup and said with a look of relief: "If you think so, that would be the best. Although you are not a descendant of the Holy Clan, and your cultivation level is only at the peak demon king level, you are also a descendant of the royal family after all. Shadow for me One of the pillars of the city. Although you are no better than my brother and me, and you are no better than Zhonglin and the others, you are still stronger than other demons after all. Although you..."

"Shut up, you idiot!" Zhengheng couldn't help but cursed.

Wu Zong really uses the words ‘although, but’ incisively and vividly.

What looked like comfort was actually ridicule and ridicule. Zheng Heng's heart was about to explode.

"Okay, okay, okay, you're really irritable."

Wu Xing shrugged: "Since you don't think about it, let's talk about the losses you have caused to my Shadow City."

"Um?"

Zhengheng frowned: "Loss? What loss? I, Zhengheng, admitted the wrong person. What has happened to you? What does it have to do with Shadow City?"

"Of course it matters!"

Wu Xing said seriously: "Su Han, as Xue Feng, almost offended all thirteen cities at the auction. And although you are a descendant of the royal family of Shadow City, you still belong to the demon clan after all. When Zhonglin and the others were dissatisfied with Shadow City, not only did you not stop Su Han, but you also spoke for him, almost offending Zhonglin and the others to death. In your eyes, is this not considered a loss? "

"Let's not talk about Hanbei and Beili for now, let's just talk about Zhonglin."

"You don't know what kind of existence Zhonglin is? Although we are all of the same era, we must admit that there is a reason why Zhonglin can firmly hold the position of the first genius in the God Realm!"

"It would be fine if Zhonglin gained nothing from this trip to the River of Ten Thousand Beasts, but what did he get? He got a drop of holy blood! Holy blood!!!"

"That holy blood comes from the Qi and Blood Altar and is a top-notch divine item!"

"After Zhonglin swallows it, there is an 80% chance that he will really be promoted to the legendary supreme bloodline."

"Once he is promoted to the Supreme Bloodline, what will be the consequences? How much will it cost our Shadow City? Have you ever thought about this?"

"Even the Holy Realm is willing to pay the price of ten Holy Realms to save him. This shows that the Lord of the Blood Moon is extremely optimistic about him!"

"But you offended him to death!"

"It's okay to say now, but in the future, if Zhonglin becomes a top powerhouse, or even a holy realm that can control the God Realm, how will I, the Shadow City, deal with it? I'm afraid that the Thirteen Cities and the Twelve Cities will not have much Is it related? To exaggerate, it is very likely that the entire Shadow City will be ruined because of your wrong decision this time!"

"You think, how big a crime is this?!"

At the end of the sentence, Wuji mixed the power of cultivation into his voice, which echoed in Zhengheng's ears like the roar of thousands of thunders.

Zhengheng's face turned pale and his eyes were blank for a while.

Even though Wuji was deliberately trying to intimidate him, it still made some sense.

Almost all of the top ten people on the monster hunting list were offended because of the auction.

It is certainly impossible to say that they do not hold grudges, but it is also impossible to say that they will hold grudges against the entire Shadow City because of this incident.

"If you want to incriminate yourself, why bother?"

Zhengheng came to his senses: "Wuxing, you only talk such useless nonsense. Although I, Zhengheng, offended them because of the auction, but first, I did not offend them to death. Second, they also I won’t hate Shadow City for this, I will only hate myself, Zhengheng.”

"Besides that, you should also think about it. If it weren't for the appearance of Blood Maple, if it wasn't for me offending them, how could we, the Shadow City, have harvested so many divine blood stones from that auction? From the Shadow City From the beginning of its establishment to now, take a closer look and see who has created such huge profits for Shadow City?"

"How many resources can the demons in the City of Shadows buy with over a billion blood stones? How many powerful men can they create? It is no exaggeration to say that even the City of Shadows can be purchased!"

"After that auction, our Shadow City's funds ranked first among the thirteen cities. You didn't mention such a huge contribution, but only remembered that I offended them? Fortunately, you are just a genius of Shadow City. That’s all, if you are a certain high-level person, I am afraid that Shadow City is not far from destruction!”

"fart!"

Wu Zong's expression turned cold and he stood up abruptly: "Zhengheng, don't talk nonsense here, no matter how much money you make for Shadow City, it won't change the fact that you have offended the other twelve cities! If the twelve cities attack our Shadow City at the same time, there will be trillions, trillions of divine blood stones, but what’s the use?!”

"If they really want to go to war against our Shadow City because of this matter, then we can only say that they are as stupid as you!" Zheng Heng snorted coldly.