Cultivation of Immortals: God-level sign-in system

Chapter 265 Complete Breakdown

"You are just a lowly monk, what right do you have for me to do that?!"

The face of His Highness the Three Emperors is almost distorted!

Gu Changsheng's face was slightly cold, and then he said lightly: "So, are you ready to fulfill your promise?"

There was a miserable smile on the third prince's face, he said sarcastically: "This prince is going to die, do you think I will care about your threat?"

Gu Changsheng suddenly walked towards him.

The third prince's face suddenly showed a look of panic, and he shouted: "What are you going to do?!"

Gu Changsheng naturally wouldn't tell him what he wanted to do with his mouth.

He has always liked to tell everyone what he wants to do with his behavior.

So in the next moment, he kicked the third prince's highness in the abdomen.

"Snapped!"

The figure of the third prince flew out like a sharp sword before he even had time to scream.

A priest sighed softly, and his body disappeared in place. The next moment, a few feet away, this priest put one hand on the back of the third prince, gently supporting his body.

The third prince's face showed a distorted look of pain, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

As a prince, if he screamed in the street, his last trace of dignity as a prince would be deprived, and he would even be reduced to a laughing stock.

Gu Changsheng's kick just now, although he didn't use his full strength, but from the perspective of pain, it was definitely a severe pain that normal monks could not bear.

In order not to make a sound, he bit his tongue and forced himself to bear it.

"Even if you kill me, I will definitely not scream. I am the prince of the Great Zhou royal family, and what are you? You are just a pariah. The royal family and nobles will never beg for mercy from a pariah. "

The third prince slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but there was a proud smile on his face.

He is proud of who he is.

After all, it is dead.

He is still the prince.

A prince is a prince.

How can it be the same as the untouchables.

Even if you have to die, you have to die with dignity and pride.

Gu Changsheng smiled slightly, applauded lightly, and said, "What a third prince, what a nobleman, what a pariah."

The faces of several Great Zhou royal families enshrined in Tianzi became subtle.

No one likes to hear words like that.

Except for the so-called royal family and nobles of the Great Zhou royal family.

But at this moment, except for the third prince, who is a real nobleman, the rest of the people can be regarded as the so-called untouchables in his mouth.

Therefore, the expressions of many ordinary people became silent, but the eyes of these people looking at the third prince became daring and dare not speak.

In their hearts, they are more aware of their status as a pariah than anyone else.

Especially, this is a world with practitioners.

The identity of the cultivator is high above, above everything else, suppressing all directions.

In the middle, there is a change of imperial power to rule the people.

As for these people, if they don't have the talent for cultivation and don't have a well-developed relative, then they can only be controlled by others for the rest of their lives, working hard all day long, and barely filling their stomachs.

If one is unlucky, one cannot be implicated in anything, and one's death would be in vain.

The status of ordinary people is so worthless, so they are called untouchables just now.

But who likes being a pariah? No one likes it.

If they were given a chance, so what if they were the nobles of Tianhuang, as the saying goes, they would be willing to cut themselves to pieces and dare to pull the emperor off his horse.

The words of the third prince successfully touched the deepest pain of all the residents here.

When these ordinary people often see practitioners who fly into the sky and master powerful powers, besides envy, why don't they not have jealousy and hatred in their hearts?

Why, the same people, some people can be high, but some people can only be humbled into the dust?

"You framed me..."

The third prince is not a fool.

After all, a fool is absolutely unable to become the heir of a huge dynasty.

When he sensitively noticed the eyes and gazes of countless ordinary people around him, the proud smile on his face froze, and his eyes became surprisingly angry.

He has realized what he did wrong.

In fact, to a certain extent, he could offend the high and mighty God Emperor. After all, he was his father, and there was room for change in anything.

But what he absolutely can't offend is what he despises the most in his daily life, those so-called untouchables who are as numerous as ants.

Once he offended these untouchables he looked down upon, his position would be in jeopardy.

Like now.

Of course the third prince didn't want to die.

An imperial decree wanted to kill him?

It was a dream.

He can drag.

Can find ways to intercede.

You can use various methods and methods to impress your father.

But now, when he saw these angry eyes, those eyes that wanted to eat him alive, he suddenly shuddered.

His words tore apart a bloody fact.

At the same time, the previous excitement and peace disappeared.

And all of this was deliberately guided by the mysterious man in front of him!

In his chest, anger and hatred intertwined, making him want to kill Gu Changsheng.

Although, he can't do it.

There was a hint of pity in Gu Changsheng's eyes, he smiled and said: "The third prince is just joking, how can a pariah in the lower district frame you, a high-ranking prince?"

"Until now, you're still pretending!"

His Royal Highness the Third Prince stared at Gu Changsheng, clenched his fists tightly, as if only in this way could he restrain the anger in his heart.

Gu Changsheng's face was full of innocence, and he said: "Your Highness, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. Just now you were a pariah, why did you come to me now?"

As soon as the voice changed, Gu Changsheng said again: "There is another point, you don't need to tell me these things, I will ask you one last time, the bet, will you fulfill it or not?"

The third prince laughed back in anger, and said sarcastically: "You framed me like this, and you still want me to fulfill the bet? Dreaming!"

"Yeah, that's great."

Gu Changsheng had actually expected this scene a long time ago, so he didn't care. On the contrary, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He can rely on other people's accounts.

Who made his fist big.

But if others want to rely on him, then absolutely not.

Again.

Who made his fist bigger than most people?

"White Tiger."

Gu Changsheng called out.

The white tiger stared at the third prince maliciously.