Chapter 1134
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Mo Zhao did not want to argue with him about such trivial matters, so he ordered his men to bring three soft chairs. One was for Gu Xijiu who had fainted, one was for Di Fuyi, and the last one was for Long Fan who was severely injured.
Di Fuyi did not mess around after he sat on the soft chair. He was carried by two servants and casually looked around the underground palace. Occasionally, he would make some comments. He said that it was too cold and not elegant enough, and that there should be some potted plants on the corridor.
After all, Mo Zhao had interacted with Celestial Master Zuo many times when he was still Rong Che. He knew that Celestial Master Zuo was a little strange, but he only looked up to him at that time. Celestial Master Zuo did not care about him at all. They did not really interact much and could only be regarded as acquaintances.
Therefore, in his heart, Celestial Master Zuo was still very mysterious and respected. At that time, Celestial Master Zuo would occasionally do something out of the ordinary, and Mo Zhao thought that it was normal for Celestial Master Zuo to be a little strange.
At that time, Celestial Master Zuo was called interesting and mysterious.
At that time, Mo Zhao had the urge to drag Celestial Master Zuo down from the altar and stomp him into the mud.
At that time, he deeply felt that Di Fuyi could act like a pretentious person because he was in a high position. No one could threaten him and no one could really hurt him. If he were to fall from the altar and become a prisoner, he would also be covered in dirt and be battered and exhausted. At the very least, he would not dare to act tough anymore, which made him grit his teeth in anger.
However, now that Celestial Master Zuo was caught by him and was seriously injured, he did not expect him to be so carefree and leisurely. He did not look like a prisoner but more like a master who came to enjoy the scenery!
Mo Zhao felt that his anger was burning.
The elegant mask that he had been practicing for many years could not hold on any longer. When Di Fuyi pointed out that the arrangement of the fire-resistant jade on the top of the tunnel was not very harmonious, he finally lost his temper and grabbed Di Fuyi's collar, "Di Fuyi, if you don't shut your mouth, I will cut your tongue off!"
Di Fuyi looked at him indifferently. "Do you want to break the oath?"
He had asked Mo Zhao to make an additional oath. He could kill Di Fuyi but not humiliate him. Once he insulted Di Fuyi, he would be struck by lightning.
Therefore, Mo Zhao could stab him and destroy his spiritual power, but he could not cut his tongue or gouge out his eyes.
Mo Zhao did not want to break his promise, so he sneered and let go of him. "Since you are going to die soon, I will not argue with you!"
Therefore, Di Fuyi continued to sit leisurely on the soft chair. His fingers were tapping on the armrest of the chair. "Mo Zhao, I am curious about one thing. Why don't you kill me now? You want to keep me for the New Year? Or are you saying that you still have some feelings for me because you once knew me as Rong Che? "
Mo Zhao suddenly laughed. "You will know!"
He ordered his men to lock Di Fuyi in a special cell. The cell was very special. The surrounding walls were naturally made of fire-resistant green jade, but it was very hot inside. It was as hot as a steamer. Di Fuyi was placed on a hot stone bed, and his body was tied with seven to eight Spiritual Chains.
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