Zhang Ruochen imitated Xiao Hei's appearance just now, with his hands behind his back and his chin raised to the sky, looking rather disdainful, and said: "I have been practicing in seclusion for a month, and I have finally made some achievements."

Zhang Ruochen looked very much in need of a beating at this moment.

"In just over a month, you broke through from the second-order Semi-Saint to the third-order Semi-Saint, and then from the third-order Semi-Saint to the fourth-order Semi-Saint. How can your cultivation speed be so fast?"

Jishui's state of mind was greatly impacted and he could not calm down at all.

"If so, my uncle agrees to marry me, I will tell him the reason."

Zhang Ruochen grinned and stared straight at Jishui's graceful figure.

Ji Shui snorted coldly, and condensed two masses of blood mist with her hands. White ice spread from her feet to the front of Zhang Ruochen.

When Zhang Ruochen saw Jishui getting angry, he immediately changed his mind and said, "Asking my uncle to marry me is too much. So, let me change my request. How about... my uncle lets my nephew take a look at your face?"

In the end, Jishui did not take action and took back his blood energy.

"If you don't tell me, I can guess that it must be related to the "Blood God Picture"."

Jishui did not take off his bloody hood, nor did he reveal his true face. He just said calmly: "Master has already said that as long as you can seize the position of the Son of God today, you will not only be able to see my true face. Even, I will also be able to see my true face.

It will be yours. So, are you satisfied?"

The calmness in her body has a kind of sadness, which is a compromise with fate. She no longer resists and loses her vitality.
Chapter completed!