Chapter 1890

Hearing the speech, the girl in Palace Dress suddenly became irritable. The previously calm little girl suddenly became a furious bitch. Without a word, when the sword came out of the scabbard, Wang Xiao was about to be cut off.

"Qianqian, don't be rude!"

At this time, a voice came out of the box at the right time. Although it was a reproach, the tone was very gentle, full of doting, without a trace of reprimand.

"Hum!"

That's why Zhou Xiaoqian reluctantly put away her sword and gave Wang a smile.

But Wang Xiao didn't care. He didn't even take it to heart. He didn't have to haggle with such an unofficial little girl.

"Don't invite Mr. desert and master Yichen in yet."

The owner of the voice in the box seemed to feel that his previous blame was not severe enough, so he pretended to be serious, Zheng Sheng said.

Zhou Xiaoqian reluctantly led Wang Xiao and Xu Yichen into the box.

Inside, he saw a man in his thirties sitting on the throne, with a little white hair between his temples, a handsome face and a tall figure.

Wearing a blue round neck rolling Dragon Robe, embroidered with a seven clawed golden dragon, wearing a gold silk wing good crown, holding a folding fan, elegant.

There were two gold armor guards in the box. Seeing Wang Xiao and Xu Yichen coming in, they withdrew by themselves, leaving only Zhou Wenbo, Zhou Xiaoqian, Wang Xiao and Xu Yichen.

"Ha ha, the name of Mr. desert is like thunder in the ear. It really deserves its reputation when I see it today!"

"It's really a young hero."

Zhou Wenbo shook the folding fan, looked at Wang Xiao and said with a smile.

Zhou Xiaoqian, who was on the other side, was very dissatisfied, but she was also very sensible. She didn't say it, but despised it in her heart: "what's great!"

"The Marquis flattered."

Hearing the speech, Wang Xiao was neither humble nor arrogant. He hugged his fist and said to Zhou Wenbo.

Wang Xiao already knows something about Zhou Wenbo's background.

Zhou Wenbo is the nephew of the current emperor of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state. His father, the king of Zhenbian, is also the close brother of the emperor of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state with his father and mother. He fought for the Golden Lion Xinjiang state in all directions and is known as the God of war of the golden lion.

As the son of the king at the edge of the town, Zhou Wenbo was Marquis when he was born. As an adult, he was governed by the city and guarded the northwest. After several years of training, he changed from a dandy little marquis to an owl in the northwest. He turned himself into a spiritual cultivation and stood at the peak of the northwest.

Zhou Wenbo was originally a royal nobleman, and there were several unclear causes and consequences with the royal family of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state. At this time, he said another name of Wang Xiao, which must know the root cause of Wang Xiao, and then invited Wang Xiao to meet with the box as Wang Xiao asked. It was worth Wang Xiao not knowing his origin and difficult to distinguish his enemies and friends for a while.

"Hahaha, Mr. desert doesn't have to be nervous, although there were some grudges between the royal family and the cold moon family 600 years ago."

"But 600 years ago, the royal family participated in it, which was also a helpless move. Moreover, in those years, the king was just a stunned dandy. In order to plug in, he didn't come to trouble Mr. Wang this time."

Seeing Wang Xiao's stiff appearance, Zhou Wenbo hurriedly said, but he made clear his position and stated his attitude.

"Oh?"

Hearing the speech, Wang Xiao recognized that there were still stories about 600 years ago, but immediately reacted and asked, "I'm just a humble monk from an unknown small country. Why did the Marquis conclude that I was the recently famous' Mr. desert '?"

"Hahaha, sir, don't get me wrong. I don't think you have deliberately investigated, sir."

Zhou Wenbo then said with a smile that he had contacted many talents and finally accepted many. He became his own disciple. Naturally, he knew their temperament very well and didn't like others to investigate their roots.

Zhou Wenbo thought that Wang Xiaohui's question must also be that he didn't like others to explore his roots. Xuan even explained: "after I entered the God, I learned a method of observing Qi. I was good at observing words and colors and insight into clues. I learned that Mr. Wang Xiaohui came from the ancient country of Xieyang and was similar to Mr. desert's description. I guessed that Mr. Wang Xiaohui was Mr. desert, but I recognized him completely just now."

Behind Wang Xiao, Xu Yichen was slightly surprised at the speech. He had heard of the name of Mr. desert, but he didn't think that his master was Mr. desert, who had recently become famous in the northern cold region, but he was relieved when he thought about it carefully.

"What a method of observing Qi. Yes, I'm Mr. desert."

Wang Xiao also understood that it was only Zhou Wenbo's temptation before. In fact, Zhou Wenbo was not sure that Wang Xiao was Mr. desert.

Now after Wang Xiao's confirmation, Zhou Wenbo naturally looked happy, and then said: "the old saying goes, 'the most bitter middle-aged is different, and it is even more rare for talents', Mr. desert is a great talent, while there are few sages around me."

"It's lucky to see Mr. desert today. I'd like to invite you to enter the Marquis house and enter the virtuous throne."

"What do you think, sir?"

Zhou Libo's words were full of solicitation, and Wang Xiao also heard that Zhou Wenbo wanted to pull himself as his disciple.

"The Marquis loves me. At present, I have no idea of joining any organization or force."

Wang Xiao directly refused Zhou Wenbo's invitation. First, he didn't have the habit of being a subordinate. Second, the royal family of the Golden Lion Xinjiang kingdom was an enemy rather than a friend of the hanyue family. He stood in the camp of the hanyue family. If he received Zhou Wenbo's olive branch, he would be on the opposite side of the hanyue family.

"Why rush to refuse, sir?"

"I know that you are an important person and have even more grudges with the taizai house, as do our royal family."

"The time of my ancestors is approaching. Zhao que has an evil heart and wants to steal the royal family of our Zhou Dynasty. The royal family is afraid. You and I have one enemy."

"If you are willing to enter the Marquis's door, you don't need to report your work in the Marquis's house. You just need to walk in the north cold area and travel between the taizai's house. The Marquis is willing to help you fight secretly, give you a lot of practice resources, and protect the Cold Moon Clan at the same time."

"What do you think?"

Wang Xiaohui refused. Zhou Wenbo was not surprised at all. People with ability are generally very rebellious. He has seen many talents like Wang Xiaohui, but they were tamed by Zhou Wenbo one by one.

In the eyes of Zhou Wenbo, Wang Xiao is the same as them. He is confident and tame, that is, he has made rich conditions, promised Wang Xiao to help him practice and help him fight against the taizai mansion.

"It's just taizai mansion. I don't care about it. I don't need the help of Hou Ye. If I want to do it, I can overturn it alone."

Hearing the speech, Wang Xiao said faintly. Although it was a direct explanation, he also directly rejected Zhou Wenbo.

If I want to do it, one person can turn it over!

Zhou Wenbo was suddenly surprised by Wang Xiao's words. He didn't know whether to be angry or praise.

On the northern cold region, many people dare to say such words. One person can overturn the taizai house of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state.

Zhou Gongzhen, the emperor of the state of Xinjiang, the golden lion at the peak of the road, did not dare, and he did not dare in the early days of the transformation of the God of the Hou of Xiliang.

In front of him, the young man who had just completed the cultivation of Yuanying dared to say such words, which shocked him for a moment and disappointed him at the same time.

Maybe the previous rumors are a little untrue. This Mr. desert is really frivolous. He is too self righteous to say such a big story.

Maybe I don't know heaven and earth, life and death, Ding Dong!