Chapter 533

"General, that wise ruler is far away and near." Ji Chang stroked his beard, with a proud look on his face.

If it weren't for the boy of the goddess Nuwa who came to him personally, he wouldn't have believed that he would have the opportunity to become the king of men.

No, it should be said that he is the son of heaven.

The goddess said that King Zhou was perverse and disobedient to the saints, which tarnished the title of the king of men, and there would be no more kings of men in the future.

The son of heaven, the son of heaven, sounds more awesome than the king of men.

Ji Chang was very excited when he thought of the word "son of heaven". He thought that his Ji family's ancestral tomb was smoking and he was going to be successful.

Little did he know that he was also a poor man calculated by the saints, a chess piece that could be abandoned at any time.

"Far away and near..." Huang Feihu muttered to himself.

"Yes, it is far away and near." Ji Chang replied again affirmatively.

"I know. No wonder the saints said I was the wise ruler." Huang Feihu was excited. He had seen him before. He was far away and close at hand. Wasn't he himself?

"Puff" Ji Chang was stunned for a moment. He felt an itch in his throat and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Huang Feihu was so stupid that he could become a general. It would be difficult for the Shang Dynasty to survive.

"Hou Xibo, what's wrong with you? Am I wrong?" Huang Feihu was secretly happy.

This Hou Xibo's psychological quality is too poor. He just flattered him like that. Is it necessary to be so angry that he vomited blood?

If the king didn't want to keep him to play slowly, he would be so angry that he would die now.

"Yes, what you said makes sense." Ji Chang looked at Huang Feihu with a face full of resentment.

It's a pity that he posed for a long time, but he didn't know the meaning of his words at all.

Forget it, if I argue with such a fool, I will live a few years less. This guy has a good reputation in the army. I will take him away from Chaoge later. After returning to Xiqi, he will know who the wise ruler is.

"Get up, Xibo Hou, the king sent someone to send you meat pies." Just when Ji Chang was thinking about how to leave the prison, a jailer came over with a food box and shouted to Ji Chang to get up.

"What, the king sent me meat pies?" Ji Chang was a little curious.

During the time he was under house arrest in Youli, although he had no worries about food and clothing, the meals were prepared by the guards, and the king never rewarded him with food.

"That's right, come and eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold. This is what the queen said." The jailer glanced at Ji Chang and sneered.

Ji Chang was shocked when he saw the jailer's expression. He felt that something had happened, and he quickly counted with his fingers.

Suddenly, Ji Chang's face changed, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The look in his eyes when he looked at the meat pie was full of sadness, as if his own child had died.

"Ji Chang, are you going to eat it or not? If not, I'll feed it to the dogs." Seeing that Ji Chang did not respond, the jailer hurriedly urged.

"I'll eat..." Ji Chang's voice became hoarse, and a strand of white hair was visible at his temples.

"Xi Bo Hou, if you can't eat it, I can eat some." Huang Feihu saw that Ji Chang did not even eat the meat pie, and he was so anxious that he shouted at the side, and his stomach rumbled a few times.

He was busy all day and had not eaten a single grain of rice. Others did not know that he was an undercover, so naturally no one gave him food. At the end of the day, he was already starving.

"No, this is mine..." Ji Chang ate the meat pie while tears were streaming.

"Yours is yours, you are not afraid of being full of so much." Huang Feihu muttered.

"Beware, someone is robbing the prison...ah" Ji Chang had just finished eating the meat pie when he heard the jailer outside shouting loudly.

"What? Someone dared to rob the prison." Huang Feihu stood up immediately.

The prison was where serious criminals were held. There were prohibitions engraved inside and outside. Even if an immortal came, he could not use any magic like a mortal.

Moreover, there were garrisons around the prison. As long as the message was sent, the army would come to support immediately. Anyone who dared to rob the prison was either a fool or someone who wanted to die.

"Dad, where are you? I'm here to save you." Just when Huang Feihu was thinking about that fool, he heard a familiar voice.

Huang Feihu looked in the direction of the voice and saw a nine-foot-tall boy holding two eight-sided silver hammers in his hands and a bronze sword hanging on his waist standing at the entrance of the prison and looking around.

"Tianhua, why are you here?" Huang Feihu's face was ashen. He didn't expect that the fool in his mind was actually his son Huang Tianhua.

Behind Huang Tianhua were his brothers Huang Feibao and Huang Feibiao, his sons Huang Tianxiang, Huang Tianlu, Huang Tianjue, and a group of family servants.

"Nonsense, of course I'm here to save you! Brother, you're so confused. You knew that the tyrant emperor had harmed my sister-in-law, why didn't you tell us?. If there is no master to guide us, our Huang family is probably finished. "Huang Tianbao rushed to the outside of Huang Feihu's cell, cut off the bronze lock on it with a knife, and then began to complain about his elder brother.

"Master's guidance, what master? Aren't you all assigned to the army by the tyrant? How come you are all here?" Huang Feihu was confused.

Didn't he say that all his family members were arrested? How come they are here? They came here to rob the prison, aren't they looking for death?

"Dad, uncle, now is not the time to talk about this. The jailer has already warned the outside, and it is estimated that the army will come soon, so let's leave here quickly! "Huang Tianhua ran back and killed the jailer who delivered the meat pie to Ji Chang with a hammer, and then urged loudly.

Huang Tianhua is a disciple of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, and is a master of both magic and magic. Not only does he know magic, but his martial arts are also very powerful.

If he hadn't come back, Huang Tianbao and his men would not have been able to break into the prison.

"Okay, let's go, let's go out first." Huang Feihu felt the ground shaking, and knew that the army was coming here, so he ran out of the cell and prepared to leave.

"General Huang, wait for me." Ji Chang shouted hurriedly when he saw this, and he ran out with Huang Feihu.

"What's the matter, you didn't want to give me the meat pie just now, and now you want me to take you away, right!" Huang Feihu is still resentful that Ji Chang was unwilling to share the fragrant meat pie with him.

"Alas, General Huang, I can't do anything about this. If the general eats it, I'm afraid it will harm you! Ji Chang burst into tears.

This is not a meat pie! It contains his own son Bo Yikao.