1281: C1281 It Has Nothing to Do with Me

C1281 It Has Nothing to Do with Me

"Then do you have such a Magical Treasure?"

Ye Ziheng asked.

"Me? How is that possible? If I had such a Magical Treasure, would I have spent so much effort just for a mere crystal?"

Lu Zheng said with a self-deprecating smile on his face.

"Alright, do you have anything else to ask? If not, I'm going to make a move. Or you can end it yourself. "

" Wait a minute, I have one last question "

"Go ahead"

At this time, a smile suddenly appeared on Ye Ziheng's face, as if he was full of confidence.

"May I ask if you are a human at the third level of the Immortal Martial Stage or a fifth level Immortal Martial Stage ancient beast?"

"This, of course it's an ancient beast..."

Before Lu Zheng could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a wave of killing intent coming from behind him. A sense of threat hit him.

Anyone who could make him feel such a threat was definitely not weaker than him.

Just as he was about to escape, before he could make a move, Lu Zheng felt a huge hand slapping his head. Then, his face was smashed to the ground.

Then, he felt dizzy and dizzy. When he finally realized what was happening, he was lying on the ground, and his head was pressed down. His back seemed to be pressed down by something. It was as heavy as hundreds of tons of boulders.

"Ya ~"

Lu Zheng tried to use his hands to prop himself up. He used all his strength. But after a long time, his body finally had a slight change. Suddenly, an even stronger force hit his back, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth.

"Don't kill him"

A familiar voice entered his ears. Lu Zheng raised his head with difficulty and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw Ye Ziheng looking at him with a smile on his face.

Lu Zheng couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene. It was a miserable smile.

"Hahaha, no wonder you led me here. No wonder you didn't care about me at all. It turns out that you have nothing to fear. So, how do you plan to kill me now?"

Lu Zheng looked at Ye Ziheng, waiting for his reply. He could feel that his breathing had become rapid, and cold sweat was dripping down his forehead. Fear was jumping up and down in his heart.

However, Ye Ziheng did not answer him. Instead, he walked to the front of the hundred people.

These soldiers looked at Ye Ziheng, and then looked at the huge three-eyed Demonic Beast that was stepping on Lu Zheng. They had never seen such a Demonic Beast before, but the Qi on his body told them that he was not someone to be trifled with.

"I am willing to pledge my loyalty to you, my lord."

The deputy general who had been arguing with Lu Zheng suddenly clenched his right hand into a fist and pressed it against his left chest. He knelt down on one knee toward Ye Ziheng.

When the other soldiers saw this scene, they did the same. Their fists were pressed against their chests and they knelt down on one knee.

"We are willing to pledge our loyalty to you, my lord!"

Ye Ziheng looked at these people. Ye Ning'er and the others were among them. He could not help but reveal a helpless smile on his face.

He looked at the deputy in front of him, the first person who swore his loyalty to him.

"I don't need anyone to swear loyalty to me."

After saying that, Ye Ziheng looked at everyone.1

"I won't kill you all. Apart from a few people, all you have to do is hand over the Storage Ring in your hands, and then you can leave on your own. Your life and death, your loyalty, and your oath have nothing to do with me."

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