Chapter 85 The Witch Man

"Wow!" Seeing the corpses everywhere in the royal palace, the witch man shouted in surprise: "No wonder you made such a decision. It turns out that your heart is so vicious.

It turned out that when Zhang Zixuan came in, he had killed all these ambush spiritual practitioners.

Zhang Zixuan ignored the "righteous words" of the witch man, but he kept talking, so he casually asked, "Brother, your surname is Tai?"

"Don't be so cical. It sounds disgusting." The witch man said suspiciously, "My name is Wu Xiangyu. Is your name Zhang Zixuan?"

Seeing Zhang Zixuan nodding and admitting, Wu Xiangyu was even more energetic: "Don't you want to know how I learned about it?"

"Just do whatever you want." Zhang Zixuan has long known from the witch man that he was sent by the mysterious Gui Guzi. So tell him that there is someone else who lives Zhang Zixuan?

"It's really boring." Wu Xiangyu lamented, and then knocked on Zhang Zixuan's back with the wooden stick in his hand. It was not until Zhang Zixuan turned his head and took a look at him that he said, "The Elder Gui Guzi asked you to go back to the witch with me. Would you like it?"

Zhang Zixuan's tone was a little surprised: "Are you from the witch clan?"

"Nonsense. If I dress like this, is it still your human race? Wu Xiangyu rolled his eyes, but his face was full of pride because he finally took a bargain.

Zhang Zixuan sighed in his heart and continued to fly to the capital. The cold wind blew through his long hair, but he suddenly saw a slight smile at the corners of his mouth.

In the room of the inn, several people have rested and meditated. So much so that after a busy day, Zhang Zixuan came back with a strange man, and there was no way to know.

Zhang Zixuan fell to the ground, but saw that only Yan Laihong's boudoir was brightly lit. Curious, he walked to the door of Yanlai Red House.

"Bang bang".

"Who is it?" Yan Laihong opened the door with a "squeak", but saw Zhang Zixuan standing at the door with a calm face: "What are you doing here?"

"I want to talk to you."

Yanlai's red look was stunned, and then it returned to normal: "Who wants to talk to you?"

However, he saw a remnant of Zhang Zixuan's void, and he had already appeared in Yan Laihong's boudoir. Then, the door of Yan Laihong's room was closed.

It's a good show! Wu Xiangyu was overjoyed for a while. As soon as he took a step, he remembered Zhang Zixuan's words in his ear: "There is no one in the southern room, so you can rest."

Cut! Who wants to rest? Wu Xiangyu said secretly, taking a few steps to the red room of Yanlai, and his eyes looked inside. But I saw a vast white fog, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Unlucky! Wu Xiangyu withdrew Wu Li, and then left angrily.

Zhang Zixuan in the room naturally felt Wu Xiangyu's actions. He smiled secretly, and then looked at Yan Laihong.

Yan Laihong angrily went to pull the door, but he found that his unparalleled strength had no way to take the wooden door. It was worth saying to Zhang Zixuan, "What kind of strange method do you make? Why don't you open the door and leave? I don't want to talk to you."

Zhang Zixuan nodded: "I just want to ask..."

Yan Laihong frowned and said, "Ask quickly. After asking, go quickly. I don't want to be misunderstood."

Zhang Zixuan looked at her with bright eyes and said, "When will you want to marry me?"

Yan Laihong was stunned, and then his eyes became lax: "Doesn't anyone want to marry me except you?"

"Ha ha." Zhang Zixuan smiled, and Yan Laihong was even more strange. He often saw Zhang Zixuan's gloomy and indifferent appearance, but he rarely saw him so unrestrained and calm: "You are already my woman, and naturally you can't tolerate others to touch your fingers."

While Zhang Zixuan spoke, the figure had disappeared, leaving only a wild goose standing on the spot.

"You are already my person, and naturally you can't tolerate others." This sentence has been resounding around Yan Laihong. There was still the faint man's fragrance on Zhang Zixuan's body in the air, which made her a little dizzy.

Zhang Zixuan stood outside the door and looked at the moonlight in the sky. For a moment, he was a little melancholy. Although he pretended to be relaxed just now, it was still a big challenge for him who had experienced big and wrongs.

At least, I beat myself. Zhang Zixuan outside the door looked at Yan Laihong's back in the room with a wry smile, and then turned around and left.

In the Forbidden City, Zhu Zhanji was a little restless. After all, he is going to kill his uncle. At this moment, he was also thinking about how good Zhu Gaoxi was to her when he was young, and his heart was like a dark cloud. He only knew that the cold winter urged the old man, and he didn't know that the scorching sun was warm.

When I was young, he once said to Zhu Gaoxi, "Uncle, if I can be an emperor when I grow up, I will definitely give it to you."

Zhu Gaoxi just touched his head with a smile and sighed a few times.

However, he didn't expect that when he really became the high-ranking real dragon emperor, he met Zhu Gaoxi in the same room.

Zhu Zhanji asked the maids to prepare the four treasures of the study, and then sent them out.

He stood up and played with the pen in his hand, but he didn't know how to ink. As soon as he waved his pen, he drew a horizontal figure, but he found a figure behind him. This horizontal line slanted all the way to the outside of the rice paper.

"Is that you?" Zhu Zhanji's expression was a little unnatural. He asked in a trembling voice, "That thing..."

"I left Zhu Gaoxi's life."

Zhu Zhanji suddenly felt relieved for some reason, but he immediately said angrily, "What are you talking about? Don't you want me to cooperate with Yi Jiao?

Zhang Zixuan said, "I have taken away the lives of those spiritual practitioners. If there is no mistake, an offering is enough to steal his life like the Han Palace."

Zhu Zhanji sneered and said, "How do I know that you didn't cooperate with him and want to cheat me?"

Zhang Zixuan said, "If I want to take your life now, it's like taking things."

Zhu Zhanji was full of sternal and stepped back three times and said, "Do you dare? Is the imperial guard safe?"

Three figures immediately appeared in front of Zhu Zhanji. The three figures rushed straight to Zhang Zixuan like a hungry tiger. Zhang Zixuan waved casually, and the three bodyguards stood in place like a pillar.

"What kind of evil art do you make?" Zhu Zhanji was furious. He knew that the strength of the three imperial guards was innate, and even the elders of the palace had to deal with a lot of people. In this way, the strength of this Zixuan is definitely unfathomable.

Zhang Zixuan ignored Zhu Zhanji and only said, "It's up to you", and then disappeared.

Zhu Zhanji looked at the direction when Zhang Zixuan was about to leave, and he was sad for a while. He suddenly shouted, "The fairy master, please go slowly. Can you come to the palace to be the head of the elders?"

After saying this, even Zhu Zhanji himself felt a little abrupt. After all, he was rude. But Zhang Zixuan's echo suddenly sounded in the study: "Let everything go."

It's good not to refuse completely, leaving a little room. Zhu Zhanji breathed a sigh of relief. In the imperial study, the three bodyguards finally lifted the ban and saluted Zhu Zhanji, and then disappeared.

Zhu Zhanji returned to the dragon chair and looked at the ink drawn out of rice paper with a wry smile: Uncle. Do you think I should spare your life or not?

The next day, Zhang Zixuan introduced Wu Xiangyu to everyone. After a period of greeting, everyone decided to go to Suyuan to visit Yang Ziyuan, but Wu Xiangyu laughed and said that he was going to the Han Palace to get something.

It is agreed that we will meet at "Friends coming from afar" tomorrow and go to the land of the Northern Underworld together. Only then did everyone part ways with Wu Xiangyu.

Along the way, Feng Cheng has been blaming Zhang Zixuan for not holding his word. He said that he would go to the door yesterday, but he disappeared.

Zhang Zixuan just smiled bitterly, but he had noticed the lonely appearance of Le Tian and Yanlai. So he changed casually and turned out a thing stuffed into Le Tian's hand. Le Tian only felt that his hands were soft. He opened it and said in shock, "Ah! Cloud cake!"

Zhang Zixuan nod his head slightly, and then came to Le Tian's ear and whispered, "Tian'er, how about I help you stir your ears at night?"

Le Tian felt a strange itch in her ear. She shrank her neck shyly and nodded excitedly.

Zhang Zixuan took out another square scarf and handed it to Yan Laihong on one side. Yan Laihong subconsciously prepared to take it, but when he saw that it was handed over by Zhang Zixuan, he stopped paying attention to it.

Zhang Zixuan did not force it. He casually threw the last square scarf made of ice silk on the ground. Yan Laihong looked at the handkerchief that was drifting farther and farther on the ground, bit his lips and said nothing.