The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1148: Interview

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Luo Yunshang and others soon disappeared, and they have already walked away. Luo Sifan and the others looked at each other, they all sighed, helplessly shook their heads, turned and walked towards Jianlu.

Their task is to wait for Zhuo Fan to return in Jianlu and seek the help of the first generation butler. Although based on the current situation, that person has already escaped, but there is little hope...

But, as soon as they turned around, at some point in the empty room, a table and chairs appeared in the empty room. A young man dressed in a white robe and a light white cloth on his eyes was taking care of himself. Tasting the fragrant tea, from time to time there is a free and dripping sound.

The body couldn't stop shaking, Luo Sifan was blindfolded immediately, his lips trembled, and he exclaimed: "Blind...Blind uncle..."

"Zhuo... Butler Zhuo..."

Li Jingtian and the others, their pupils couldn't stop shrinking fiercely, turning a little red, and the gurgling heat in the depths of their eyes could not stop rushing out.

Hundred years, the man who led them to fight the world and admired them for a lifetime has finally reappeared. This can't help making the hearts of the three worshippers suddenly surging and excited.

He let out a long sigh of breath, and Zhuo Fan raised his head slightly, revealing a cheerful smile: "Old Li, guys, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, how are you?"

"Steward Zhu!"

With a thump, the three highest-ranking worshippers of the Luo League knelt to the ground suddenly, clasping their fists in their hands, and said nothing, but the color of firmness appeared on their faces, and even the sincere loyalty in the depths of the eyes, more than seeing Luo Yunhai had a stronger three-pointer.

I have never seen such a strange divine light, like dead men, and the three of Luo Sifan looked at Zhuo Fan again, it was completely certain.

He is the steward Zhuo whom all the old men of Luomeng have always admired like a god. And there is no doubt that his influence on Luo League surpassed her father, the leader Luo Yunhai!

This can be seen from the moment the three priests saw him. They didn’t immediately ask him to help the owner, but they knelt so heartily, saying nothing, just willing to act as if he was only It is the same as the real leader.

But this... how is it possible?

A housekeeper a hundred years ago, even if his strength is strong, his reputation actually surpasses the Patriarch? Isn't this the rhythm of rebellion?

However, even with such power, he left alone at the beginning without leaving any power in his hands.

Suddenly, Luo Sifan seems to understand why both his father and his aunt have trusted him so much, and have been obsessed with him for hundreds of years...

Long Jianshan and Xie Nianyang looked at this scene, and they were also dumbfounded. They couldn't remember it for a long time. They all know the tempers of these worshippers, and they are very arrogant. If only the strength is stronger than them, they would never be so willing to worship.

It was also the first time they saw them. These stubborn old men were so sincere, and they couldn't recover for a while. Even if I see the leader, I have never seen you be so humble, but now...

The lips trembled slightly, and the two little guys looked at Zhuo Fan's eyes more closely. Although now, Zhuo Fan does not show a fierce look, just like a gentleman, tasting tea quietly!

Staring at him deeply, Luo Sifan muttered a little, then suddenly turned his head and chased him away, but before she ran two steps, Zhuo Fan’s leisurely voice sounded instantly: "Girl, Where are you going?"

"I'm looking for my aunt and the others, they have always wanted to see you. I guess they haven't gone far yet, I'll call them back!" Turning his head to look at Zhuo Fan, Luo Sifan said anxiously.

Slowly shook his head, and Zhuo Fan smiled slightly: "No, I just don't want to see them, so I didn't show up!"

"Why?"

"For a plan...that has been waiting for!"

Can’t help but sigh, Zhuo Fan is stunned and faintly said: “Oh, I didn’t want to involve you in this matter, but since Baili Jingwei chose you, I have no choice but to move forward. Recently, you have suffered a bit of grievance. , Don’t take it to heart!"

Aggrieved?

When he heard this, Luo Sifan seemed to think of something again. With a flick of his lips, he ran to Zhuo Fan anxiously, pulling his sleeve and saying, "Uncle Blind...Uh no, Uncle Zhuo, it's okay to feel wronged. , But now my parents are about to be killed by the people of the sword star, please hurry up and save them!"

"Don't worry, they will have nothing to do, but they have to bear with it a little bit more and feel wronged!"

Lightly patted the rainy face of the little girl Pear Blossom, Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, got up slowly, walked out of the house, and came to the three worshippers who were kneeling on the ground, and said lightly: "Miss and them Come back and tell her that compared with Jianxing, Luo Meng is no different from the original Luo family. If you want to win, you have to drop some unnecessary things and return to the dark. Remember, don't care too much about anything if Xiao Qiang is in trouble!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan turned around and called again, disappearing.

When everyone saw it, they felt anxious: "Steward Zhuo, Steward Zhuo..."

However, no matter how they shout, he can no longer be seen.

The eyes are dumbfounded, and everyone looks at each other, all a little confused. Butler Zhuo’s appearance this time obviously gave them some hints, but what does this mean...

Seven days later, in a hidden mountain village on the border between Jianxing and Xizhou, Luo Yunshang, Zhuge Changfeng and others came to a dilapidated house according to the message.

There, a man in black has long been waiting.

"Are you the distinguished guests from Luomeng?"

"Yes!"

Looking at the man in black, Luo Yunchang's face was cold, and he faintly said: "I am Luo Yunshang, the eldest lady of the Luo League, and I am in charge of all affairs in the League now!"

"Miss Luo is polite, my host has been waiting for a long time!"

Being bowed again, the man in black opened the door lightly and made a please gesture.

Without a word or glance at him, Luo Yunchang walked in aggressively, and Zhuge Changfeng and the others hurriedly followed.

With a snap, the wooden door closed suddenly, and everyone's eyes were suddenly dark, and they couldn't see their fingers, and they didn't know anything. But none of them showed a trace of panic, and they were still calm as usual.

Papa...

Suddenly, at this moment, loud applause sounded, and the whole room was also ignited with bright flames, immediately illuminating the place with magnificent splendor. A young man dressed in a Chinese dress with a casual smile, patted his palms, looked at everyone present, and praised: "I heard that the Luo family was born in the army, and he is an arrogant student. The eldest lady is such a female generation, who are women who do not let the eyebrows and eyebrows, have courage, and admire the truth!"

"You are..."

"Sword Star Prime Minister, Baili Jingwei. Miss Luo, this is polite!" With a slight smile, the man in Chinese clothes bowed and pointed to the seat in front of him: "Please!"

Looking at him deeply, Luo Yunchang didn't say anything, and immediately sat down, and the rest of the people were standing behind her.

With a slight smile, Baili Jingwei also sat down, behind a group of people in black, exuding gurgling and powerful aura, obviously not easy to provoke!

"I wonder if the Prime Minister specially invites a small girl to come, what can I do?"

"I don't dare to be educated, but there is something. I feel obligated to inform the eldest." Luo Yunchang opened the door and looked at Baili Jingwei, and Baili Jingwei also chuckled, not knowing where he was from. He took out a piece of rather precious paper, handed it over, and said leisurely: "Brother Ling is suspected of assassinating my envoy of Zhongzhou. A month later, the sword star emperor capital, the celestial torture, to try to emulate you. The eldest lady is Luo. The only relative of the leader and his wife, remember to collect the corpse, ha ha ha..."

The body couldn't help but shake, Luo Yunchang glared at Baili Jingwei, and said angrily: "What are you going to do?"

"It's nothing, to prove the law of the country, it's just where the duty is, hehehe..." Lightly picked up a cup of tea and sipped it, and the corners of the mouth were drawn across the evil arc.

The brows are frowning tightly, Luo Yunchang's complexion is gloomy and terrifying. Behind him, Zhuge Changfeng pondered a little, and suddenly said: "Master Prime Minister, Mingren doesn't talk secretly. Master Prime Minister deliberately took my Patriarch in his hands. He didn't just want to hold his head!"

"This is the butler of Luomeng Zhuge, look up for a long time!"

I raised my eyes and glanced at him. Hundred miles of latitude and longitude smiled, and said quietly: "It is known that the three wisdom stars of Luomeng are extraordinary, one is diplomatic, one is in the headquarters, and the other is planning military affairs. The Prime Minister has long wanted to make friends. Especially the Butler Zhuge, who was also the prime minister of the same country before, but he was the same person as the Prime Minister. When I saw him today, Sansheng was fortunate."

"A trivial nickname, what a fate, the Prime Minister Baili is truly famous!"

"No, no, no, you are too modest. The figure who was able to fight the kid in a fight back then, even though he failed, he never dare to look down upon him!"

My eyes were squinted slightly, and a hundred miles of longitude and latitude took a deep look at these three people, revealing a strange arc: "Then it is rare that all three of them are here today. Let the truth look at the skills of the three. Anyway. This execution order has already been signed, and it has been announced to the world and the five states know that the withdrawal cannot be withdrawn, otherwise, where is the prestige of my sword star? So three, how are you going to save the family master in the current situation? Ha ha ha... this Should be considered a diplomatic matter, let Mr. Zhuge come first!"

Here, the three of them looked at each other, their expressions sinking. Are these hundred miles of latitude and longitude here to provoke them?

Taking a deep breath, Zhuge Changfeng smiled coldly and looked at Baili Jingwei and said: "I don't know what the prime minister means. The head of my patron doesn't seem to be that important to your country, right? Does it need to be killed? ? If the Prime Minister has any requirements, just mention it!"

"Brib me, want to see my bottom line?"

"No, no, no, we are sincere and hope that the owner of the house is safe."

"Well, I want his head!" There was a flash of light in his eyes, and a grin was made in his eyes, with firmness in his eyes.

Hearts sinking together, everyone clenched their fists, staring at him fiercely, at the same time a little confused in their eyes.

Isn’t this inviting them to come to negotiate, isn’t it just to negotiate terms? What kind of ecstasy is there now...