I Am the Fated Villain

The life of the treasurer.

Of course, these life records are guided by people, not all details. Many things that are not important in the "Book of Scavenging" have been brushed over.

In the end, after seeing the few paragraphs recorded in the book, Wang He's face also showed joy.

In 3.3 years later, Zhuo Sanjin participated in the apprenticeship of Zhuo Wu, the celestial elder of the Zhuo clan: his identity is not qualified to be close to the forehead, but he only glanced at the woman from a distance. She covered her face and said nothing, but she was so beautiful that the light of the sky dimmed the three golds of oil at that time, but she felt envious. She never thought that this Zhang Ran would be the empress of peace in the world in the future.

He recited this record softly, and his tone was filled with unbearable joy and excitement.

Wang He felt that the emperor finally paid off, and he confirmed the true identity of the Pingtian Empress.

"Sure enough, what I guessed was correct, Empress Pingtian, it was during this time that the person who killed the elders and juniors of the Zhuo clan elders."

"People in the world don't know. She was arrested by the people of the Zhuo clan and imprisoned for a period of time, and then she changed her body and became the disciple of the elder Zhuowu of the Zhuo clan."

"Judging from the information I have received before, not many people know about Empress Pingtian's previous experience. Her real past was excavated by Zhejiang Xin, and she is also becoming the elder of the Zhuo Wutian of the Zhuo clan. After the apprentice.

"If I think about it like this, I finally understand why there will be a matter of the goddess killing the master in the future."

"This elder Zhuowu, in the name of accepting her as a disciple, must have other plans and purposes. How could she accept a person who killed her younger generation as a disciple? This is the source of the hatred between the two."

Wang He analyzed all of this, and his heart gradually faded, and he had many plans and plans.

This is the Pingtian Empress, the darkest period of time.

Although he was not yet capable, he rescued her from the hands of the elder Zhuowu.

But there are other ways to win the favor of the land and bring her light in the darkness.

At that time, he still did not believe that he could not capture the heart of the Pingtian Empress.

Dong dong dong, and just when Wang He was thinking about it, there was a knocking sound from outside.

This inn is very grand. Each room is decorated with many patterns, which can isolate fluctuations and exploration.

So Wang He is not worried, is he being spied on in advance?

"Who?" He put away the book of scavenging and asked lightly.

"Master, the elders, the younger brothers and the younger teachers have all settled down. Two

A slightly heavy male voice spoke respectfully from outside the guest room.

"Okay, I'll come out for the teacher."

Wang He nodded and regained his composure, got up, lifted his clothes and walked towards the place.

The outsider is one of the apprentices he has accepted, and he also has a history of raising extraordinary.

Now, he came to Gufeng Ancient City in name to visit old friends to discuss some things about the scavenger gate, so he was very embarrassed by elders and disciples.

After Wang He walked out, there were already several shadows waiting for him outside the Jiafang.

Both men and women have a humanoid figure, and there are also aliens. From the face, they are all young, with a body full of brilliance, and the eyes are open and closed, and there are strands of shocking light flickering.

Here: There are also several elder-level figures: the same men and women: but they are too old to wear the same robes.

... "Let's go, I finally come to this ancient city of Gufeng, and I will show you the world for the teacher."

With a smile on his face, Wang He has always maintained a high moral and refined appearance in front of the elders and disciples.

The elders and disciples also respected him very much.

"Did you hear about Mengmen? What happened in Gufeng Ancient City recently?"

Everyone walked out of the Chazhan and came to the Kuantai Street outside, where people from all ethnic groups came and went, and it was extremely lively.

A female disciple with a more lively personality and a good appearance, blinked her eyes, and asked Wang He's breath.

They just arrived at Gufeng Ancient City, and they shook the ancient city. The vicissitudes of this ancient city are as long as the eternal city that never falls.

However: the most heard is the uproar of the ancient city of Gufeng during this time.

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In their eyes, the turbid people are completely untouchable behemoths.

Although the scavenger gate is thriving and has a deep foundation, it has unlimited prospects in the future.

But in front of such a behemoth, it is still not worth mentioning and cannot be compared.

And many of them have personally heard many rumors about the ancient figures of the turbid clan, and they have great respect for this.

I didn't even think that one day, I would have the opportunity to have more eyes and eyes with the demeanor of such a character.

It's just a pity that they came a little later and didn't see the elders of the oil tribe.

"What are you talking about? Could it be that a contemporary Tianjiao of the Zhuo clan was killed by someone within the territory?"

Wang He heard the words and smiled, knowingly asking the truth.

He naturally knew that these few disciples were talking about the elders of the Zhuo clan, including the profound figure Zhuo Fengna, who came to this city to welcome the distinguished guests.

In fact, Wang He was surprised when he started to invade.

Because there seems to be no record of this matter in the lives of some of the characters he knew.

But such a big thing should not go unrecorded.

This gave Wang He some speculation that the mysterious white-clothed man was likely to be the same as some ethnic groups' rumors and speculations.

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