Holy Dragon Totem

On the way, Jiang Zizai found that Feng Xiaoyao was a little nervous, which was strange. How could such a thick-skinned person like him be nervous?

He was a little curious.

He had heard some things about Feng Xiaoyao. It seemed that when he was young, he was also a young man with terrible talent. It seemed that he had even been a son of God, but something went wrong in the middle. Otherwise, he would definitely not have become a holy servant recently.

As for what went wrong, he was not very clear.

"If you don't want to go, then don't go." Jiang Zizai said.

"Nonsense, why would I not want to go? I'm just a normal friend. I'm very respectful!" Feng Xiaoyao said.

The more he said this, the more Jiang Zizai felt strange. Could his friend be a woman...

After passing half of the Beast God Palace, they came to the other side of the Beast God Palace. Before they came to a vast mansion, Jiang Zizai looked up and saw it was written: Sikong Palace.

"It seems that there is a Holy Servant named 'Sikong Jin', who is one of the strongest among the Holy Servant. Is the friend you are talking about this Sikong Jin?" Jiang Zizai asked.

"Yes."

It turned out that she was not a woman. This Sikong Jin is quite famous and is one of the strong candidates to succeed the future Lord of the Beast God Palace. However, Jiang Zizai has never seen him. Last time when the Nine Immortal Servant was assessed, Sikong Jin was not present.

Feng Xiaoyao coughed and walked into the Sikong Hall. When he saw that it was the Holy Servant, several priests came up and asked: "The Holy Servant came here, but are you looking for Sikong the Holy Servant?"

Feng Xiaoyao nodded and said: "No need for you to lead the way, I will go in by myself."

He knew the way and took Jiang Zizai directly inside. The priests looked at Jiang Zizai, and they naturally knew that this was the lucky person who was with the Divine Spellcaster.

"It doesn't look that good."

"Of course, compared to our Sikong Palace, it's far inferior."

Jiang Zizai didn't hear them talking. They walked to the depths of the Sikong Palace. This was the mansion of 'Sikong Jin', called 'Sikong Mansion'.

Feng Xiaoyao knocked on the door outside, and soon someone opened the door. It was a woman. When Jiang Zizai saw her for the first time, he was a little surprised. This woman was gentle and bright, with a kind face. She was about the same age as Feng Xiaoyao, but she looked very young and tender. At a glance, you can tell that she was a beauty in her teenage years. She must have been the kind of beauty that swept the entire Shenzong.

Compared to Chi Qing and others, not only is she much more beautiful, but her temperament is also particularly moving.

"Xiaoyao, you're here." Seeing Feng Xiaoyao, the beautiful woman was slightly surprised, and then asked with a smile that was as gentle as spring breeze: "Are you here to see him?"

Feng Xiaoyao was a little unnatural, and he nodded: "Yes. Is he here?"

She shook her head and said: "I just went out with Xiao'er."

"Then I'll go first." Feng Xiaoyao was like running for his life.

"Don't go, they will be back soon, you come in and wait for him." The beautiful woman said softly.

"Okay."

Feng Xiaoyao could only bite the bullet and follow her figure in. He looked at her back and was a little absent-minded.

Jiang Zizai was stunned. What kind of drama is this? This is his friend's wife...

Is Feng Xiaoyao such a person?

The beautiful woman led them into the yard. The yard was very large, with a pavilion in the middle. There were complete tables and chairs under the pavilion. Feng Xiaoyao said: "It's okay, I'll wait for him here, Qinqin, you can do your own thing."

Jiang Zizai stood by.

"I don't have much to do. By the way, who is this young man?"

Cheng Qinqin looked at Jiang Zizai for a few times, her face gentle.

"My disciple is called Jiang Zizai. You must have heard of him. He is the one who had bad luck on the day of God's luck." Feng Xiaoyao said proudly.

"Don't talk nonsense. That is the gift of the ancient gods. How can it be called bad luck? You are not young anymore, but you still don't speak properly." Cheng Qinqin glanced at him with a grudge.

"That, haha, I was wrong." Feng Xiaoyao said embarrassedly.

Jiang Zizai was even more depressed. This old guy was not right. He had never seen him embarrassed in front of anyone.

Whether it was his expression or his movements, he was very restrained and unnatural.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen you for a few years. Last time I heard that you became a holy servant, I was really happy for you." Cheng Qinqin said with a smile.

"Yeah, haha, it's just luck. Besides, I'm not young anymore. If I don't become a holy servant, I'll be useless. He's still amazing. He's more than ten years ahead of me." Feng Xiaoyao sighed.

Cheng Qinqin smiled. After a while, she said, "Do you want tea? I'll pour it for you."

"No, I want wine." Feng Xiaoyao said.

"You're not young anymore. Don't drink all the time. I planted my own tea. Do you want it?"

"Well, okay." Feng Xiaoyao nodded. He was relieved when she entered the hall next door.

Jiang Zizai looked at him meaningfully. This man was interested in his brother's wife. This was not okay. Jiang Zizai had to despise him.

"Look at me and I'll cut you! Don't think about it." Feng Xiaoyao glared at him.

After a while, Cheng Qinqin came out. She asked Jiang Zizai to sit down. The tea she brewed was indeed very sweet. It was probably all spiritual medicine. Drinking a small cup made him feel refreshed.

"Here's some tea leaves for you. Don't drink alcohol anymore." When Jiang Zizai wasn't paying attention, she stuffed a bag of things into Feng Xiaoyao's hand.

"Okay, okay. Um, why hasn't he come back yet? Otherwise, I'll leave first." Feng Xiaoyao said.

Cheng Qinqin was about to speak when she heard laughter from outside. A group of people came in from outside, led by a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was wearing a blue robe, had a beard, his hair was neatly combed, his nose was high, and his eyebrows showed heroism and hidden domineering. He was a serious strong man at first glance.

Behind him, there was a group of young men and women. Jiang Zizai took a quick look and found that these boys and girls were very strong. It can be said that none of them was weak. He thought that his talent was quite good at this time, but none of these people was worse than him.

"It is estimated that these people are the top geniuses of the Beast God Palace, and maybe they are figures of the Beast God Tower. Compared with these people, ordinary priests of the Divine Sect are indeed far behind."

For example, Beishan Jinlu Dingxing and others, compared with this group of beautiful and youthful boys and girls, are not geniuses at all.

Jiang Zizai knew that the steady and handsome middle-aged man must be the Holy Spirit Servant 'Sikong Jin'.

As soon as he came in, he saw Feng Xiaoyao. He immediately smiled and said, "Xiaoyao, long time no see, honored guest. How are you?"

The boys and girls didn't expect there would be guests. They stood there. They recognized Feng Xiaoyao and nodded to greet him, but their attitude was not particularly positive.

Seeing him coming back, Feng Xiaoyao stood up and said, "Yes, you are too busy. I haven't seen you for a while."

"I heard that you became a Holy Spirit Servant. We must find a chance to celebrate. We brothers have to have a good drink. Qinqin, go get my wine." Sikong Jin came forward and said with a smile.

Feng Xiaoyao hurriedly said, "No need to drink. I have something to do. I will come to you another day. Today I mainly come to ask you for a battle tactic."

Sikong Jin was stunned. He looked at Jiang Zizai and smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, this is Jiang Zizai, who has been very famous recently."

"Hello, Holy Spirit Servant." Jiang Zizai nodded.

"Whatever kind of fighting tactics you want, just tell me. Xiaoyao and I have been friends for decades, and it's time for me to give you a small gift." Sikong Jin said with a smile.