Chapter 1699: Not a prophet?

The first thousand six hundred ninety-nine chapters of the prophet?
The lights in the room never open, and Ling Xiao did not turn to see how the man who claimed to be a slave left.
Although she has not seen the power of the old slaves positively, this person can easily pass through the security team's defense and calmly sit in the living room to make tea and rest. His personal strength is only powerful to the unpredictable realm.
Of course, even without this scene tonight, Ling Xiao did not doubt the terrorist strength of the old slaves. Because, Ling Xiao is very clear about the true identity of the old slave, the world's first legendary strongman Zhao Changfeng's personal followers. An old slave who has really experienced great winds and waves, but still survives to this day!
Because of the subtle relationship between China and the Tokyo government, the Japanese royal family has a lot of information about China. In those years when Ling Xiao was crouching, he did not see these legendary secrets.
Therefore, she knows exactly what position Zhao Changfeng has in China, especially the old generation of Ye Gong and Yan Shichang.
Mo said that it is still a mysterious Zhao family, even if it is a close-knit servant around Zhao Changfeng, it also has unimaginable energy!
Zhao Gao. With the main name. The age is seventy-three. It used to be Zhao Changfeng's personal body. In the age of the crowd, he himself did not have much to be blessed. Even in the long history, many people will slowly ignore this small role that is not important.
Of course, the premise is that Zhao Changfeng lived to the present, at least not died in prison due to accident.
The death of Zhao Changfeng slowly pushed Zhao Gao’s once-small role to a crucial position. Completely became the leader of the descendants of the Zhao family!
He must become strong enough.
Because he wants to avenge his master, he must also support the descendants of the Zhao family to grow up.
In fact, in the year when Zhao Changfeng died in prison, Zhao Gao was only 18 years old. He witnessed the tragic loss of people walking away from tea, and also experienced the bleakness of the tree.
Today, he is back. With unfathomable background and power, it is enough to shudder all historical participants!
When the old slave had enough power to make Ling Xiao’s jealousy and experienced the rise and fall of the Zhao family, he still lives as an old slave. Perhaps deep down, his hatred of the older generation of China is even stronger than that of the descendants of the Zhao family.
After all, he is the witness of history. The hatred he obtained was the most intuitive and violent.
"I am very curious." Ling Xiao put away the emotions that should not have, and looked at Zhao Gao with a light gaze. "Why don't you do it yourself, and fake hands on me? You should know that even if I go all out, the possibility of failure is great. He is Xiao Zheng after all. A young strongman who killed several eight strong men. ""
"Eight strong?" Zhao Gao's murderous scorpion suddenly flashed a dazzling light, but it was a slight shock.
The gas field of this old man is too sharp. There is no decline at all because of its high age.
Under the sneak peek, Zhao Gao was wearing a Zhongshan suit. But it has an unusually powerful and tall body. Roughly estimated, at least half of the head of the ridge, the height is about one meter eighty-five.
In those days, people who could grow to one meter and eighty-five were even rarer than the current height of two meters.
"How much gold can a list of wastes be prepared?" Zhao Gao looked cold and indifferent. "In addition to the white innocent is still real material, there is the potential of the master, the other few, but it is just a name."
Ling Xiaoxia is not ok about this.
If you say this from other people, it may seem extremely arrogant. But speaking from Zhao Gaokou, it is also reasonable. At least, he still fairly recognized the power of Bai Dibai. There is no one to knock over a boat.
"Ling Xia." Zhao Gao's words turned, his eyes calmly fell on the face under Ling Xiao. Said condescending.
Are you deciding to continue to cooperate, or are you going to go back and say nothing?

"The requirements you asked are too high, I can't do it. Even if it's done, the aftereffects are too big. I don't want to take on such a big responsibility." Ling Xiao shook his head and said.
"It seems that Ling Xiao is not planning to continue to cooperate with us?" Zhao Gaosheng asked the line cold.
Hey.
Unexpectedly, the door was suddenly knocked out.
"I have already rested." The quiet voice of Ling Xiao passed out. People outside the door are not to disturb her.
"I know that I haven't slept yet."
Suddenly.
Xiao Zheng’s voice sounded outside the door. calm. It does not seem to be going to leave because of the order of the passengers under the squad.
Ling Xiao’s brows were slightly stunned, and he turned back and looked at Zhao Gao’s eyes. The latter was silent for a moment and got up and walked into the bedroom under the ridge.
He may be powerful to the unpredictable realm. He may have the power to ruin, but here is Yanjing, a place where Chinese high-level clappers should be protected at all costs. Even if he is strong again, he is not confident enough to fight the entire Huaxia country.
Ling Xiao got up and got up, turned on the light, and walked slowly to the door to open the door for Xiao Zheng.

Is there something?
Ling Xiao’s expression stood flat outside the door, squinting at Xiao Zheng’s eyes.
Xiao Zheng smiled and mentioned the trick in his hand: "I am afraid that I will be hungry at night, so I bought some late nights."
"Not hungry." Ling Xiao was very straightforward and refused Xiao Zheng's kindness.
"But I am a little hungry." Xiao Zheng smiled. "When I was busy for a day, I had already put my back on my chest."
Under the shackles of the squatting down, it was a slogan, and the look was slightly changed.
She has given up.
Give up all.
She did not intend to entangle Xiao Zheng again, but also for Xiao Zheng, offended a force she did not want to offend.
In terms of her inertia, this will have a certain impact on her roots and the Queen's throne. But she recognized it. Because Xiao Zheng has helped her, she does not want to be envious.
But at this moment, the man suddenly appeared in front of her, and stayed up late. The heart under Ling Xiao is a bit swaying. Some chaos.
Zhao Gao is in the bedroom inside the door.
If the two sides touched the top, Ling Xiao could not guarantee what would happen.
One is the incomparably powerful Zhao family. One is the same strong young strong. Under the ridge, there is no way to control the situation.
"I have come, don't ask me to sit in?" Xiao Zheng smiled and raised the day and night in his hand. "I bought the Yanjing Roast Duck. It was specially sent to people."
Ling Xiao smashed his red lips and gently let himself open.
"Xiao Boss, you are really upset." Ling Xiao's mouth is dull, but these words, but quite a couple of spoiled meaning.
Xiao Zheng put down the roast duck, sitting slowly on the sofa, but did not leave the tea-tool on the coffee table from start to finish.
"Your Majesty. You should not have the ability to have an unknown prophet, know that I will come, so even the tea cups are ready?" Xiao Zheng slowly raised his head, meaningfully staring at the door of the door.