Zhao Ji smiled with a humble smile.

Zhang Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Why, can't figure it out?"

Zhao Ji said, "I have discovered something wrong with you. If I hadn't been worried about these children, I would have killed you on the mountain, would I really think I don't understand the seventies?

When talking to people, your understanding of pronunciation and that boy’s understanding of pronunciation are completely different concepts. Are you, you dare to think that I am uneducated! Do I look like an uneducated person?

Do you know that being a leader depends on your education?"

Zhao Ji used force on his hand, and with a click, the fake Zhang Xuan's throat was pinched off by Zhao Ji on the spot.

"Bah, what's the matter?"

Zhao Ji tore off the other party's human skin mask, and under the mask, a face with distorted facial features was revealed. In order to ** the human skin masks with mysterious faces, the imitators even changed their facial features.

Zhao Ji turned around, squinted his eyes and murmured, "I'm so anxious to lead me away, are you trying to attack that kid?

After all, it was because I was misled to you. If I didn’t take you out, how could I just spend time in the future... No, how could I make it?"

Zhao Ji moved his lower limbs, "Isn't it just that he doesn't rely on qi to fight?"

Damn, who is afraid of whom?"

Zhao Ji said, picking up two stones about the size of a palm from the ground, then holding them in his hand, and walking towards the Mount of the Gods.

This time, I went up the mountain, no longer as before, without the misleading of others. Although it was already dark, Zhao Ji, who already knew the secrets of the sacred mountains, would not be delayed at all.

At the top of the Gods Mountain, dozens of corpses were already lying at Zhang Xuan's feet. The fake Zhao Ji had also been twisted by Zhang Xuan and became one of the many corpses. However, dozens of people still besieged Zhang Xuan.

At this time, Zhang Xuan was already out of breath. These people were not weak. Most of them were transformed by the Ancestral Rehabilitation Alliance and their physical strength was far greater than that of ordinary people.

If Zhang Xuan had not received special training from Xuan Tian and others in the hell cage and had extremely strong combat instinct, he would have been deposed at this time just like the order of Zhao Ji.

Zhang Xuan gasped heavily, covered in blood, and there were others and his own. He scanned the enemies around him and prepared to start a new round of battle.

"Master, I'll kill him! He's at the end of his strength!"

Among the many members of the Ancestral Repair Alliance, someone shouted loudly, and then dozens of figures rushed towards Zhang Xuan again.

One person rushed to Zhang Xuan and was about to attack, but suddenly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a "thump".

When the member of the Ancestral Repair League fell, Zhao Ji, who was standing behind him, was exposed.

Zhao Ji held two stones that looked like bricks in his hand and knocked on the back of his head.

Just looking at this attack mode, Zhang Xuan was 60% sure, this was Zhao Ji.

"You're back?"

Cough cough cough.”

Zhang Xuan laughed, but coughed a few times, and he had been injured long ago.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm about to finish the call, I'm in a hurry to go back and return the car."

Zhao Ji said, waving the stone in his hand towards the next person.

Zhang Xuan is sure now that this is 100% Zhao Ji and he has not run away.

The two of them did not talk extra nonsense. As the number one brother in the Ninth Bureau, Zhao Ji was extremely strong even if he didn't have to be angry. With his joining, the remaining members of the Ancestral Repair League would no longer pose any threat to Zhang Xuan.

Soon, only Zhang Xuan and Zhao Ji were still able to stand on the scene.

Both of them were gasping heavily, and they were so tired.

Zhao Ji gave Zhang Xuan a thumbs up, "You are awesome, you beat so many times."

Zhang Xuan also stretched out his thumb, "You are awesome, I don't know how to bring two helpers up."

Zhao Ji took a few breaths and then said, "Can I still look so handsome when I bring people up?

Isn’t it that even if I go thousands of people, I will feel gone?

By the way, have you gone to the mountain to see it?"

"Not yet, I started fighting."

Zhang Xuan shook his head, "What's inside the mountain?"

“Nothing.”

Zhao Ji shook his head, "The mountain has been hollowed out, all of which are machines. You can change the appearance of the mountain at will. This is why we can trap us. You said, why did the Ancestral Rebellion League bring you here before taking action?"

"Correspondence against the Holy Kingdom of Heaven. They deliberately turned their attention to the ancestral lands of major clans, and then used you to bring me here. If something went wrong, there was a seventy-year-old country in front of them, and the Holy Kingdom of Heaven behind them, so they could not stand anything."

Zhang Xuan sat down and recovered his strength.

"Grandma, I'm using it as a gun for someone."

Zhao Ji sat down and lit a cigarette.

Time for a cigarette.

Zhang Xuan stood up again, "What are your plans next?"

"What are your plans?"

Zhao Ji rolled his eyes and said, "Go back and return the car first. If I had known it, I would not show off. Then go to the clan ancestral land to take a look and leave."

"No."

Zhang Xuan shook his head, "Don't you think it's all a bit weird?"

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Ji was confused.

Zhang Xuan stared at the ground under his feet, "All this happened explains a problem to us, let us leave quickly. Although the Ancestral Rebate Alliance is trying to attack me on the surface, the forces they sent are frankly speaking, if they want to leave you and me like this, are they a little whimsical?"

"You mean..." Zhao Ji also noticed a little problem.

"There must be someone who is trying to make trouble in this, walk into the mountain to take a look!"

After Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he walked towards the ancestral hall first.

"I'll say it first, it's OK. From now on, you have to pay me the extra rent for the car!"

Zhao Ji threw away the cigarette in his hand and followed.

"I'll buy a new one and give it to you, okay?"

"No, I'm not that kind of person."

Zhao Ji shook his head with a serious look on his face, "Forget it if Ferrari is occasionally driven. I think at my age, you can get me a Rolls-Royce."

"Get away."

In a hotel in a seventy country.

More than a dozen members of the Ninth Bureau dragged their tired bodies to a luxurious room.

In this room, there was a figure sitting long ago, wearing a pure white mask without any facial features.

When the dozen people came in, they all looked respectful and stood in a row honestly.

"How is Zhao Ji going back?"

A female voice rang out.

"Report to Your Highness, you've gone back."

The team member in the Ninth Bureau spoke out.

"Haha, since you're back, it's interesting. With their abilities, they will definitely find something wrong. The Ancestral Rehabilitation Alliance, the Ancestral Rehabilitation Alliance, if you don't cause trouble, I'm too lazy to care about you, but you just want to blame our Holy Heaven. Since you want to play, let's play together. This situation has lasted too long. Don't say, with Brother Zhang Xuan disrupting the situation, everything will become clear."

The figure stood up, with long silver-white hair draped over her shoulders. She took off her mask and exposed her delicate face. From the floor-to-ceiling window in the room, she looked at the location of the Mount of Gods.
Chapter completed!