Chapter 22 The prisoner (please read it!)

Luo Zhiyu shuddered all over after hearing this.

He could feel that what the man in front of him said was definitely not a joke.

Really, it will kill people.

As far as Chu Ci is concerned, this Luo Zhiyu already knows his true identity. No matter what his character is, killing him is the safest way to deal with it just to be on the safe side.

Of course, if there are other interests, that's a different matter.

Luo Zhiyu took a deep breath and looked calm.

"The emperor is unjust and the people are in dire straits. I want to do it for the world, for the people, for the five hundred thousand soldiers who died in the Qing Kingdom, and for the three thousand souls of the Luo family who died."

"Kill him."

These words are very straightforward, without any disguise.

The hatred between the country and the family is clearly visible in Luo Zhiyu's eyes.

After saying that, Luo Zhiyu turned around and left.

interesting.

Indeed, the three conditions proposed by Luo Zhiyu were very tempting and would save Chu Ci a lot of trouble.

On the contrary, being so direct made Chu Ci appreciate him a little more.

"There is a medicine in Luofeng Mountain in the Qing Kingdom. It is colorless and tasteless, and looks like clear water. Its name is San Sanhun Gui."

Chu Ci looked a hundred meters away, where was the size B dungeon.

However, Luo Zhiyu wanted to kill himself.

There are many powerful swords in the world, but there is only one in the world that can be so domineering.

Moreover, he took out ten sets of high-quality materials at once. Chu Ci spent a thousand taels of silver to collect a set of simple materials. If they were high-quality materials, one set would be worth ten thousand taels of silver, and ten sets would be one hundred thousand taels.

In fact, purely from the point of view of interests, Luo Zhiyu and Chu Ci have something in common. In the Version I collection of Chu Ci, there are such items as "The Most Desirable Man" and "Yu Zheng".

Chu Ci took off the mask on his face and spoke calmly.

This sound originated from the dungeon below.

After Luo Zhiyu finished speaking, he stood up.

It is difficult for a person who has experienced the "genocide of a country" to trust anyone again.

"It seems we can wait a little longer."

Because the expression range changed so much, my face became swollen and painful.

"But there is a premise. I will make it clear to you in advance. No matter when, I may change my mind at any time and even hand you over in exchange for a reward."

But Chu Ci hoped that others would kill him and he would pick up the slack himself.

As soon as he heard that he was going to drink, Luo Zhiyu's face suddenly changed and he waved his hands repeatedly.

This is something Chu Ci couldn't figure out.

"As for why you chose Brother Chu."

After all, this is a very high-risk matter. Even if it succeeds, whether it can escape from Lieyang Palace is still a question.

"There is an iron rule when entering the Alchemy Tower of Lieyang Palace to make alchemy. You must work in pairs and monitor each other. This is why I have not taken this step yet."

The result is the same, but the process is different.

"Brother Chu, please help me."

"Maybe you drank too much and became bloated."

"Brother Chu, don't be surprised. Our Luo family supported more than thousands of Mohists back then. It's not surprising that we know some of the secret weapons of the Moh family."

If meeting the sloppy old man, meeting Medicine King Su Feng, meeting Lu Xuanzhen, and meeting Shi Huai were considered fate, then does meeting Luo Zhiyu count?

"One, as long as Brother Chu needs it, the Luo family will do their best to help Brother Chu achieve the ultimate realm."

"Tell me, the reward you offered."

Chu Ci didn't say anything, and Luo Zhiyu just didn't get up.

Luo Zhiyu was stunned.

fate.

"It's up to you whether you accept it or not."

Luo Zhiyu also jumped up, stood beside Chu Ci, and spoke.

It seems that although the Luo family of Qing Kingdom was confiscated, he is still a big landowner because he is so skinny that a camel is bigger than a horse.

If this guy was a coy deceiver, Chu Ci might have drawn his sword on the spot.

This hand made Luo Zhiyu's pupils shrink.

"No need to take photos anymore, you still look handsome."

The death of the First Emperor was due to the common goal of the two people.

Bow, clasp your fists, and bend down to salute.

After Luo Zhiyu finished speaking, he continued.

"You can do all this by yourself, why do you need help from others, and why do you look for me."

"With your own strength, you can kill Emperor Ying?"

"What a domineering sword spirit."

"With this sycamore leaf as a promise, I agree to your terms."

"Xiaobai, pour the wine."

Chu Ci spoke calmly, without mentioning anything about Xiaobai.

Chu Ci condensed his voice.

Chu Ci sneered under the mask.

"How much does it cost per pound?"

'What a powerful movement!'

At this moment, Luo Zhiyu was in a very excited and anxious mood. He had been hiding in the Dengxian Tower for so long, and finally the right person appeared. He absolutely couldn't miss it!

After a few breaths, Chu Ci raised his hand slightly, caught a fallen leaf, and flicked it with his fingers.

Luo Zhiyu caught it instantly.

But Chu Ci will never put himself in danger because of this. After all, no matter how tempting Luo Zhiyu's conditions are, it is only a matter of time for him who has endless longevity.

"I accept it."

Chu Ci's eyes flashed with surprise.

What he meant by 'dominance' is not the same concept as what Luo Zhiyu meant by 'strong'.

It's just that Chu Ci stands on leaves, while Luo Zhiyu stands on branches.

"In that case, I'll take my leave now. We can discuss it again after Brother Chu passes the alchemy test."

In the courtyard, it was so quiet.

"The reason why I chose Dengxian Tower is because the elders of Dengxian Tower have the opportunity to enter Lieyang Palace to refine elixirs, and the elixirs produced will be presented to Emperor Ying for consumption."

"Since the words have been mentioned to this extent, I won't hide it from Brother Chu."

This kid actually knows "Thousand-leaf Angry Lotus".

The night wind stirred the sycamore trees, and the fallen leaves danced.

As for Luo Zhiyu's theory of fate, Chu Ci did not believe it either.

But with this ability, trying to assassinate Emperor Ying is no different from dreaming.

Chu Ci carefully looked at Luo Zhiyu. This guy is only twenty-five years old. He can reach the realm of the next three days without relying on the Tongxianlu. His qualifications are pretty good and there is hope for him to make a breakthrough in the future.

The ultimate master.

Luo Zhiyu nodded and then stood up.

According to Luo Zhiyu's logic, there is indeed a chance of success.

But that was under the premise that everything went well. After all, the elixirs presented to the First Emperor were all taken by those who tested them first.

Luo Zhiyu couldn't help but hiss and gasp.

"Brother Chu, you can trust the word fate."

"Well, Brother Chu's words make sense."

Luo Zhiyu raised her eyes and looked at Chu Ci extremely seriously.
To be continued...