In the dark room, Shi Jiawen held his hands together on his chest, leaning against the sky, and his breathing was rhythmic. He seemed to have had a good dream in his sleep, and even a happy smile appeared on his face.

At this time, Meng Zhao had quietly penetrated into Shi Jiawen's room, with a strange expression.

In his spy on the light of his soul, Shi Jiawen was a good dream and completely lived the addiction of the son of destiny and the male protagonist.

In Shi Jiawen's dream, time flew by like a flash, and it might have been several years.

The beginning of this dream was when the nameless father-in-law and Yu Changkong led them to investigate and kill the murderer of Beitangxing.

Through the great killing weapon he had mastered and his luck against the sky, he became the biggest winner in the matter against Nangong Yao. Not only did he obtain the secret technique of seizing spirits and the origin of the chaotic body, but he also conspired to Meng Zhao, plundering all his qualifications and talents, becoming the most talented god in the world.

Then, his luck began to explode. By chance, he obtained the nine-nine dragon climbing technique of one of the three emperors in ancient times, the Emperor Xuanyuan, who combined the heavens and gathered the masses, condensed the power of the heaven and the human way, marched into the supreme realm of heaven and man, and began to make his mark in the court.

With his supreme magical skills, extraordinary abilities, and outstanding family background, Shi Jiawen even gradually began to replace Cui Wei, the former master of the world's ten greatest master, and became the strongest person in the court, taking charge of the Tianzheng Hall, and his own general's father, in charge of the world's troops.

In the end, his battles in the south and north not only suppressed the rebellions in various places one by one, but also gathered a large number of capable people and capable ministers and generals.

At the end of this dream, Shi Jiawen put on the yellow robe, replaced the Beitang royal family, opened up a new dynasty, and successfully transcended and lived forever.

What a template for the male protagonist with a momentum that is so imposing and destined to be the beloved of heaven. I can only say that in a dream, people dare to think about anything and do anything.

And from this dream, it is enough to see that Shi Jiawen is not so loyal to the royal family, and he also has strong ambitions deep in his heart.

If you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to understand.

The common people who work in the fields and worry about making a living for three meals a day will rise up and resist, thinking about kings, princes, generals and ministers, would rather have a sect.

Otherwise, I would still be willing to live an ordinary, ordinary, but comfortable life.

Because people from different worlds see completely different scenery and colors, it is difficult to touch such ambition from the bottom of their hearts.

Shi Jiawen is different. He is a royal relative and may have a noble bloodline, but he is a person with a foreign surname and has limited benefits.

His so-called honor is only relative to that. Compared with the princes of the Beitang Royal Family, it would be a very different place.

Naturally, there will also be ambition, such as the real man should be like this, and he can replace it.

Because of understanding, we yearn for it, and because of yearning, we can inspire such ambition.

Meng Zhao was even more satisfied. Ambitions were good, just like him, just like some of his strong men, if they had no ambition, they would not have gathered around him and served him.

The thought moved slightly, and a sharp and condensed murderous intent pierced Shi Jiawen, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Shi Jiawen was so excited that he instinctively circulated the true energy in his body, and there were continuous crackling sounds. A surging wave of air directly shattered the bed beneath him. The man turned over with this force, and his arms danced, turning into afterimages to defend against the murderous intent of the unknown object.

Of course, Meng Zhao did not move anyway, so Shi Jiawen's set of operations was as fierce as a tiger, but in fact it was all about excessive self-awareness.

When he turned over and fell to the ground, straightened his waist, and saw Meng Zhao not far from his bed, his whole body became nervous and his eyes were vague.

A mysterious strong man could sneak into the room quietly, without any movement or movement, awakening him, but he released murderous intent, which stimulated him to wake him up from his sleep.

This is a deliberate purpose, what is the purpose?

Shi Jiawen firmly believes that if such a master who is good at hiding and really wants to kill someone, he can hide his murderous intent and start directly. There is no need to disturb him and then take action. This risk is too great and it is completely inconsistent with the other party's purpose of killing.

Therefore, the other party should not be here to kill him, but to have another purpose.

Although Shi Jiawen was still vigilant, he had already shifted his focus to another direction.

"Who are you, what's the purpose of finding me?"

Shi Jiawen carefully looked at Meng Zhao. In the dark environment, the other party was dressed in white and looked very eye-catching.

He is tall, but not bloated, strong and agile, but not exaggerated.

The long hair is loose, black and purple intertwined, and the facial features are handsome, with an aggressive nature that can be noticed and remembered at a glance.

Also, the other person's pupils are different from ordinary people. They are purple pupils and vertical pupils, just like cold-blooded snakes.

But unlike the cold, vicious and chilling shiver that snakes give, the other party's eyes are vast and majestic, with an innate domineering aura and a spirit of overlooking the world.

Even if the other party doesn't say a word, just stand there and becomes the center of the entire room, like a moving magnetic field, which can easily turn the tables.

Even Shi Jiawen has rarely seen such a person in Yujing City.

Even saying something discouraged, in his opinion, his father was more violent than the person in front of him, but his power was insufficient.

What's even more terrifying is that this person is still young at the age of a person, with clear eyes and fair and delicate skin perfectly interpreting what vigorous vitality means.

In an instant, Shi Jiawen thought of a person's name, Meng Zhao.

King Menglong, Meng Zhao.

According to legend, this person has awakened a physique, bloodline, and has strange phenomena, purple eyes and purple hair, which is easy to distinguish.

Recalling it, it is Mengjiazhuang. In the Mengjiazhuang, which is strictly guarded and has a strong and powerful man, it is Meng Zhao who can sneak in so easily.

However, he did not directly reveal the other party's identity, but pretended not to know.

Because when he met Liang Muqiu, the woman said that Meng Zhao had already left Lingwu City and was out for a trip.

Even a rebuttal statement means that Meng Zhao is unwilling to come to see them.

But now, it was late at night, and it was clearly time to fall asleep, Meng Zhao actually ran to his room quietly and stimulated him to wake him up with murderous intent. It was really strange and could not figure it out.

Shi Jiawen was very worried about the other party’s conspiracy, so he took the initiative to make him calm and pretended not to know the other party’s identity, so he lowered his vigilance.
Chapter completed!