The problem of whether the System was mischievous or not was temporarily put aside.
After they left, Xie Lige prepared to have a good chat with Lao Er.
Was it that his Lao Er had become arrogant recently.
Or was it that Xie Lige could not lift the knife anymore.
The System inexplicably felt a chill run down its spine.
It raised its head to look.
Just in time to see a smile on Xie Lige's face again.
An ominous premonition suddenly drilled into the back of its head.
His eyes were filled with vigilance.
The Host wanted to trick him?
Xie Lige ignored the System's gaze.
He saw the infatuation in the girl's eyes.
Thinking of her identity,
A thought flashed through his mind. Thinking that this child might be useful to his plan, he nodded at her and then looked at the director behind him.
"Come here." He looked at the respectful chief steward behind the Wu family.
His gaze turned to him, and he clearly saw the sweat dripping from the latter's forehead.
The director's forehead was already covered with cold sweat.
He did not dare to resist Xie Lige's words, and could only reply in a low voice, "Yes."
He lowered his head and lifted his feet, preparing to walk straight ahead. Naturally, he did not see Wu Shi, who was stunned by the smile behind him.
Wu Shi, who was on the ground, stared at Xie Lige in a daze.
His smooth and soft black hair fell behind him, and his devilishly handsome face revealed a trace of carelessness.
However, there was coldness and compassion in his eyes.
The smile on the corner of his mouth had a hint of mockery.
When he smiled just now, it was unforgettable even if one wanted to.
At that moment,
She only saw the person in front of her.
All that was left in her mind was that gaze just now. She wanted that person's gaze to stay on her body again. She was willing to do anything.
Wu Shi's heart was filled with desire. She had never wanted someone's attention so much, even if it was just a small look of approval. That person was as beautiful as a god and made people suffocate.
The scariest thing was that she suddenly felt jealous of the director of the Demon Gate who could be called up by that man. A small voice sounded in her heart. Why was the person who got the attention not me, but that guy? Why was the god not willing to look at me, but at someone unimportant?
At that moment, Wu Shi's heart was filled with killing intent, but she quickly suppressed it.
Madam Wu lowered her eyes and hid her jealousy. She couldn't reveal her thoughts so directly, especially when they were in the Demon Gate. If she revealed her killing intent when facing someone stronger than her, she would only die faster. Madam Wu knew how to hide her thoughts better.
She would never cross the line unless she had no other choice.
In addition, she didn't want her god to see her in such an unsightly state.
Xie Lige, who was discussing with the Chief Steward what to do with his tomb, obviously didn't know what Wu Shi was thinking. He also didn't know how many crazy things this future Empress of a huge dynasty would do for him in the future.
He simply wanted a mausoleum.
Xie Lige touched his conscience and gave himself a thumbs up.
"…"
As expected of the host, he was still so shameless.
What about the Chief Steward?
He was completely stunned. Look at what he just heard. He was in the prime of his life, in the prime of his life, getting younger and younger as he grew older, with strong martial arts, and incomparably beautiful ancestor (who was also the most popular beauty in the Demon Gate) said that she wanted to build him a mausoleum. Let's not talk about whether commoners like him could have a mausoleum.
Just thinking about the scene of the Demon Gate's riot made the Chief Steward's head hurt.
Ugh … He was in so much pain that he sucked in a cold breath. The cold wind just happened to calm his nervous mind down. He hesitantly raised his head and looked at the opposite side, just in time to meet Xie Lige's expectant gaze.
The Chief Steward of the Demon Gate, "…" What should I do? What should I do to get rid of this thought?
He wanted to say.
But the Chief Steward of the Demon Gate shouldn't say it in front of others. Because just now, he saw Madam Wu's daughter from the corner of his eyes. He immediately coughed and faintly gave Madam Wu's daughter a look, indicating that she should leave the room.
Madam Wu's daughter accepted it. She unwillingly and even dangerously narrowed her eyes. In the next second, she realized her expression and quickly lowered her head, hiding her expression.
Luckily, at the last moment, her rationality won over her emotions.
She suppressed the jealousy in her heart and tried her best to maintain a calm expression. She knew that if she showed any infatuation towards the Old Ancestor, she wouldn't be able to go to the Imperial Palace alive. Just her Master in name???
Ji Jiao??
Cheng Shang Wei???
Dead Oysters Colliding with Shengsheng Wei Tao.
Imperial Palace.
Madam Wu had originally thought of using a trick to get her to leave that place. Now that she thought about it, Madam Wu's daughter slowly stood up from the ground. A trace of reluctance to part with the person in front of her flashed across her eyes. Her expression didn't seem to change and was still as docile as before. She lowered her head and turned to leave. In her mind, she decided to give up on her initial plan.
Only power could let her get the person she wanted.
Only power.
Madam Wu's daughter gently closed the door behind her. She raised her head and closed her eyes. The thoughts in her heart had settled. She once again looked at the clear blue sky, her heart filled with determination.
Then, she left without looking back.
After that, until she left the Demon Gate, she never came back to this room again.
Inside the room.
The Demon Gate Chief Steward heard the gradually fading footsteps and understood that Madam Wu had left. He thought of the latter's appearance when she left and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Just as he was thinking, he happened to see Xie Lige's indifferent gaze. He was so cold that he shivered and didn't dare to continue thinking.
This Old Ancestor was truly angry.
The Demon Gate Chief Steward's mouth pulled into a bitter smile. In his heart, he wanted to kneel down in front of this genuine Old Ancestor. How could a small steward like him decide when building a mausoleum?
Did he think that he was tired of living?
Listening to his attitude just now, this person was even prepared to lock him inside until he died.
"Old Ancestor, this matter really can't be done."
The words of advice were completely sincere, but the person who heard it didn't take it to heart at all. They even thought that he was crazy.
Xie Lige only wanted to build a mausoleum and wait for death. When he heard the Demon Gate Chief Steward's cries, he completely ignored it. He very willfully expressed that he was just giving a notice. Regardless of whether they agreed or not, he was going to build it.
He didn't believe that this group of little bastards could overturn the heavens.
When he spoke at that time, he was very imposing. The Demon Gate Chief Steward, who was originally cowering, was naturally dismissed by him. He looked back repeatedly with every step he took to inform the others.
As everyone wished, the Demon Gate exploded when they heard the news.
Shi Zhixuan was the first to know. At that time, he was discussing matters with his subordinates in the study. When he heard that his old man was courting death, he immediately left them behind and used his great qinggong to run to his old man's place. When he arrived, he directly pushed the door open.
When he raised his head, his breathing was a little chaotic. He looked in shock at the face in the room that was 70% similar to his old man's, but much more beautiful.
"…"
Xie Lige felt the panting behind him, but there was no movement for a long time. He frowned and looked behind him. "What's the matter? How can you be like this? Have you forgotten the etiquette that I taught you?"
The dignified voice made Shi Zhixuan successfully put his heart at ease. He let out a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was still a familiar attitude. This was definitely his old man.
"Father, do you want to …" Just as he finished thinking, he opened his mouth to speak but stopped.
Xie Lige raised his hand to stop him. "Stop."
"You can't persuade me."
"You can only enter the mausoleum after death." The old man wanted to go in and wait for death while he was still alive. This made them, who were still alive, tremble in fear.
Xie Lige didn't care. He could do whatever he wanted. He could build a mausoleum and wait for death. What could a group of little bastards like you care about?
He was willing to do it.
After all, it had already become the Tang Sect.
Shi Zhixuan suddenly had a headache.
Retreat in defeat.
Next, there was Joo Ok-yeon,????
Where was Huang Yubin, Huang Yubin?
Nora's Mercenary Pod?
Xia Niu??
Qiao Huasheng?
Liu Luo Suo Di Pu Ape Shan Shuo She.
After using a lot of manpower and material resources, the mausoleum was completed four years later.
Xie Lige happily entered the mausoleum and waited for death.
Many years later, the Wu Clan, no, it should be said that Her Majesty Empress Wu sent people to search the Demon Gate. They massacred all the craftsmen who built the mausoleum and sent people to increase the size of the mausoleum's perimeter.