Heaven-law Supreme System

How could he see that the old marshal was weakened by a young man who "doesn't know the heights of the sky"?

"This little comrade, Marshal Zhao is talking to you! Don't say Marshal Zhao is highly respected, at least you have to give it to you?" The general's face was pale, and his tone of speech naturally seemed a little stiff, even more sour.

Chu Xuan was shocked by the general, and he knew that his style was indeed wrong, and his expression was rather embarrassing.

"Marshal Zhao is embarrassed, I just thought of something distracted." Chu Xuan did not blame the unfriendly words of the general just now, after all, he was indeed rude first.

While expressing his apologies, Chu Xuan quickly stretched out his right hand and shook Zhao Jiguang's stiff right hand in midair.

"Okay, Mr. Chu didn't mean it, so don't make a fuss." Zhao Jiguang first said to the general behind him with a amicable expression. Then he smiled and said to Chu Xuan: "Don't call me Marshal Zhao, if not. Mind, just call me Grandpa Zhao."

"Grandpa Zhao."

"Hey, okay, okay!" Zhao Jiguang held Chu Xuan's hand tightly and patted the other hand gently, which made Chu Xuan quite unaccustomed, and there was no evil thought in his heart: "No Is it interesting to me?"

"Since you call me Grandpa Zhao, I don't know if I can teach you Xiaoxuan?" When Chu Xuan was thinking about it, Zhao Jiguang hit a snake with a stick and limped into the relationship with Chu Xuan.

What can Chu Xuan say? People are indeed old enough to be his grandfather, so he smiled and said, "It should be."

Chu Xuan still didn't know the true identity of Zhao Jiguang. He only knew that he should be the marshal. Although he was a little excited by the mail, he still suppressed it.

After all, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, marshals are good or ordinary hot! In fact, they are all average, only a scratch of loess in a hundred years.

Allow you to have unlimited scenery and authority in front of you, and you will never escape life, old age, sickness and death, and you will still turn into spring mud that protects flowers behind you.

"I don't know why Grandpa Zhao is looking for me?" Chu Xuan must first figure out what Zhao Jiguang came from, so he can rest assured.

"I am coming to you on behalf of the chief and hundreds of millions of people." Zhao Jiguang stopped talking and looked at Cai Ji who was shooting. Obviously, there are some things that cannot be heard.

Zhao Jiguang naturally knew that Chu Xuan should be live broadcast, but some things and words must be kept secret, especially for a mysterious department such as Dao Yuan Bureau, which must not be let too many people know.

Chu Xuan understood what Zhao Jiguang meant, and said to Cai Ji: "Cai Ge, you turn off the live broadcast first, and then go outside and wait for me."

When Cai Ji heard the word marshal, he was already excited and unable to hold on to himself. There was both excitement in his heart and the inexplicable fear of officials from the villagers, so he immediately left with Chu Xuan's permission.

Cai Ji left because he felt that he was in the mist of Yunshan Mountain, his feet were a little soft, as if he was in a dream. To be honest, staying in front of Zhao Jiguang, he felt a lot of pressure, and would rather leave and wait and see.

Although Zhao Jiguang could not show majesty, the coercion of those who had been in the top for a long time was still great, and there was a kind of unangered self-prestige.

Through the eyes of Chu Xuan, he could see that Zhao Jiguang was covered with a faint purple air. He knew that this was noble air, and it was also the protection of national luck.

And the coercion on him originated from this. Although Zhao Jiguang is not a warrior, this kind of powerful aura and the coerciveness of the upper ranks accumulate over the years, and ordinary people naturally cannot bear it.