My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 369 Can You Still Laugh?

"Oh!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that Zhao Lang was also here to harm him, and that there was something wrong with the gossip he deduced.

He smiled happily: "Sage Zhao, we have been separated for seven years! You are still as handsome as ever!"

Zhao Lang waved his hand and looked at Ji Chang.

"Xi Bohou, can you still laugh?"

Hearing this, Ji Chang was a little at a loss, he didn't understand what Zhao Lang's words meant.

Looking at the other party, he asked with some doubts.

"Sage Zhao, what do you mean by that?"

Zhao Lang sighed.

He said indifferently: "His Majesty Xibo, come and see."

After finishing speaking, he took a step and walked slowly to a servant behind Fei Zhong who was immobilized.

The attendant held a small box in his hand, which seemed to be used for holding meals.

Xibohou was a little puzzled.

But he still stood up and followed Zhao Lang to the attendant.

Looking at the group of people who were immobilized, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Sage Zhao is so skilled! He is worthy of being a saint! With such a great help, I must be able to return to Xiqi in three days!"

Xi Bohou, who was still a little excited in his heart until now, did not expect what would happen next.

However, Zhao Lang looked calm.

He looked at Ji Chang, and then at the box in the servant's hand.

Raising his hand slowly, a burst of spiritual power was released, and the lid of the box was opened, floating in mid-air, revealing the contents inside.

"Xi Bohou, take a look."

Zhao Lang said lightly.

After speaking, he turned around.

Ji Chang was taken aback for a moment, he looked at the box in the hand of the attendant, and stepped forward.

It turns out that there are several pies inside?

Ji Chang was puzzled.

"What does that mean?"

Just when he was about to speak, a system option suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Lang.

"Ding! It is detected that the host can change the fate of King Zhou, and you can choose."

"One, tell the truth, but don't let Ji Chang eat it, you can kill Ji Chang."

"Second, persuading Ji Chang to focus on the overall situation, you can get three Dao laws."

Looking at the options in front of him, Zhao Lang finally made a choice.

He sighed and said.

"Poor your loyal and filial son Bo Yikao, who was slandered by Nasu Daji and chopped into a meat paste. Fei Zhong was specially sent here to bring you pies made of your own flesh and blood. This is from Bo Yikao. Difficulty is also an opportunity for you to get out, if you eat it, you can live, if you don't eat it, no one can save you."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Lang glanced at the messy turtle shells on the table again, and then asked.

"Could it be that you didn't do the divination yourself?"

Ji Chang, how can I answer him now?

His eyes fixed on the box in the servant's hand.

Although some of the pies looked very delicate, you must know that they were all his son's meat!

Tiger poison and do not eat!
Today, Ji Chang was forcibly ordered by King Zhou to eat his son's flesh.

He was sobbing!
He suddenly fainted, his feet went limp, and he was about to fall to the ground!

Zhao Lang flicked his two fingers slightly, and a spiritual force lifted him up.

After a while, Xi Bohou said in a trembling voice.

"My son! My son! I have calculated for my father, and I will go back in seven years. Why did you come to Chaoge? You lost your life, my son!"

Xibohou burst into tears!
He covered his face and wept bitterly, Zhao Lang was not in a hurry, and waited for Ji Chang to finish crying.

looked at him.

"Although Bo Yi Kao's physical body has been lost, I have cast a spell to keep his primordial spirit. Now Bo Yi Kao has become the first on the list of gods. In the future, he will wait for the heavenly court to confer a god and become a god. Rest assured, Xi Bohou Well, he's much more comfortable than you."

Hearing this, Ji Chang stopped sobbing.

Although the son died physically, the Yuanshen was saved by Zhao Shengren?

And there is still a chance to become a fairy?

For a moment, countless words of gratitude came to his lips, but he didn't know how to express them. He faltered, hesitated, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

In the end, he simply knelt down in front of Zhao Lang, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times!

Zhao Lang used his spiritual power again to lift it up.

"Xi Bohou doesn't have to be like this, this is also the fate between me and this son, including today I remind you, just to let you remember that although there will be countless casualties in the future, I will kill all the souls of loyal and heroic spirits. Fill in the list of conferred gods, so Ji Chang doesn't have to worry about their whereabouts, let's go up to the court song boldly!"

Although it is said that Prince Zhou Shou is a descendant of Cheng Tang.

Logically speaking, he is also Zhao Lang's descendant.

But after all, Shangtang's luck in the world is exhausted, and if it persists, it may cause extra problems, so Zhao Lang encouraged Xibohou to raise troops to attack Zhou.

Xibo Hou Jichang also swore secretly in his heart at this time.

I must overthrow this fatuous king!

Thinking of this, he first saluted Zhao Lang deeply.

After getting up, Ji Chang hurriedly asked: "Then... what should I do next? Saint, please advise!"

Hearing his question, Zhao Lang looked at the box in the hand of the attendant behind him.

Sighed.

After that, he used his spiritual power, and put the lid of the box back intact.

"There is only one way to save your life at the moment. It is impossible for me to help you in the open. Although the primordial spirit may be enshrined in the list of gods after you die, what you have to do before you die is Most importantly, you still have a big mission, so you can't die, and you must eat the plate of meat that your son Bo Yikao gave you."

Zhao Lang finished speaking.

Even he himself felt a little unreasonable.

After all, I have practiced in seclusion for countless years, and I have already forgotten the basic feelings, leaving more rationality.

Ji Chang burst into tears again.

He tried to touch the box with trembling hands.

But his expression was firm in an instant, and he withdrew his hand again, enduring the pain.

He returned to the desk and sat upright, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and returned to his previous appearance.

"The teachings of the saints! I am grateful!"

"If you go back to Xiqi, you will turn back soon!"

At this time, it was not difficult to hear from Xibohou's tone how much he hated Daji and King Zhou.

Forcing him to eat his own son's flesh is really worse than a beast!

Zhao Lang nodded in satisfaction.

Xibo Hou Jichang should be a man full of passion, if he doesn't, he's right, and he's done!
Thinking of this, he waved his hand, and then his figure disappeared from the cell.

After a while, everything returned to order.

Fei Zhong only felt a shock all over his body, as if he had just been dazed for a moment.

Look again, why is Xibohou so disheveled and chaotic at this time?
Like the kind of person who gives up on himself?
Could it be that he was dazzled just now?

Didn't Ji Chang sit upright just now?

However, it wasn't the tortoise shell that was placed on the table.

But some dice.

It seems that Ji Chang is obsessed with having fun recently?
He smiled lightly and walked forward.

"Marquis Xibo? Ji Chang?"

Hearing his words, Ji Chang raised his eyes sleepily.

Looking at Fei Zhong in front of him: "Ah! It's Dr. Fei, I'm so disappointed!"

Fei Zhong waved his hand, motioning Xi Bohou to sit down.

"Ji Chang, do you know why King Zhou sent me here?"

Naturally, Ji Chang couldn't say he knew it. If he said he knew it, everything would be exposed.

He shook his head and looked at Fei Zhong, but his eyes suddenly brightened: "Could it be... King Zhou brought me good wine? Beauty!"

Fei Zhong smiled.

A generation of benevolent kings?But that's all!

(End of this chapter)