Because he was impatient, Wen Liang failed to control his volume, so he shouted loudly to Zhuang Ling. He happened to be waiting for the shopkeeper at the foot of the mountain to deliver the goods, but he didn't wait for the shopkeeper for a long time, so he had to go up to find the shopkeeper's Zhao brothers to guide him.
At this time, the danger lurking in the dark is approaching like a poisonous snake.
At the same time, Zhuang Ling heard Wen Liang's call and slowly stopped.
The reason why she believed what he said was because she was familiar with the plot and knew that Wen Liang himself was as unpretentious as his name suggests. He was a real man.
Since the plot had to block her path and didn't want her to escape its control, she wanted to see its tricks.
Zhuang Ling turned around slowly, raised her arms and put them behind her head, glanced at Wen Liang cynically, her tone was quite teasing.
"In your opinion, where should I go?"
Wen Liang was about to answer, but when his eyes met Zhuang Ling's sweeping black and white eyes, there seemed to be an invisible big hand around his neck gripping his throat. It was so beautiful that he almost forgot to breathe!
This thin little brother is so handsome!
Wen Liang thought he had seen the world, but this was the first time he saw strange eyes. Moreover, he didn't feel strange or frightened. He just felt that his little brother's eyes were so beautiful that he couldn't help but want to protect the eyes in black and white. The clear water is untainted by any trace of earthly pollution.
However, Zhuang Ling didn't know what he was thinking. She felt like her scalp was numb from being looked at by him. She wanted to clench her fists and hit him over the head several times to wake up. When she suddenly realized that there was someone threatening her life behind her. Strong wind is coming!
In the flash of lightning, before the snake-shaped curved sword sneaked up from behind her and stabbed her to the core, she reacted very quickly and grabbed the Overlord gun that was leaning on the ground!
The moment she caught the Overlord's Gun, she took the shopkeeper's body with the Overlord's Gun still stuck in it, and swept towards the tall and thin middle-aged man who was sneaking up on her behind!
In the blink of an eye, as the sound of flesh being ripped apart was heard, Zhuang Ling and Zhao Wende stood facing each other, their feet moving in tandem as if to attack and defend, and both weapons stabbed into the shopkeeper's body, which rotted to the point of crawling. In the body full of poisonous insects, the scene suddenly fell into deathly silence.
At this moment, Zhao Wende relied on the bright moonlight to fall into the forest and saw clearly what he had stabbed at close range. He was so frightened that he looked at the ugly and tragic death of the shopkeeper with shock on his face!
Seeing the poisonous insects crawling all over the shopkeeper's body, he was so disgusted that his face instantly turned pale and ugly. He couldn't help but tighten his funny eyebrows and stared at the handsome young man opposite him with green eyes.
He couldn't see any spiritual energy fluctuations in this brat's whole body, but he was able to kill the shopkeeper who was in the middle of Qi training without causing any noise, and he was able to smash the feared Ten Thousand Poison Bottle in the shopkeeper's hand without any damage. What's more, he can cleverly use the shopkeeper's dead body to neutralize his attack. After all, he won't be an incompetent loser!
Otherwise, how could the shopkeeper, who ran faster than a rabbit when in danger, end up dying tragically?
Thinking of this, Zhao Wende felt that it was very reasonable, so he secretly classified the other party into a high realm, such as a powerful person whose attainments and cultivation were better than him!
Zhao Wende relied on caution to survive during his daily travels, but he didn't know that worrying too much was often a sign of imprudence.
When his eyes met Zhuang Ling's unusual black and white eyes, he was caught off guard and frightened so much that he stepped back repeatedly, causing the snake-shaped curved sword in his hand to instantly fall off the shopkeeper's dead rotten body!
Did he see a ghost this late at night? !
That little kid's eyes don't look like those of a normal person, and his skin is so white that it shines, and his appearance is so beautiful that it's unreal. What kind of monster could he be?
It's not like he has never encountered good-looking monks before, but his eyes can be so strange. He has only seen monsters with enlightened intelligence, but he has never seen any humans!
Although he had heard that the Master of Wuji Valley had two strange eyes, he had only heard about it.
Because how could a junior like him be lucky enough to meet such a high-ranking big shot!
Zhao Wende sighed with deep regret. He had seen human-faced spiders that loved to wear human skin, and beautiful snakes that loved to bewitch people's hearts. Their eyes were the most direct way to distinguish between humans and monsters.
When he thought of eyes, Zhao Wende suddenly raised his head and looked into her eyes. When he scanned her whole body repeatedly, he felt that it was unlikely that the demon could fully transform into a human being. At least he had never heard of it.
No matter how powerful those monsters are, they are only in half-human form. For example, the beautiful snake has a human body on the upper body and a tail on the lower body. It often hides behind trees or in pools with its shoulders cunningly. It never dares to show its whole body to others, which makes it difficult for people to see clearly. He softly called the monk to help him get the clothes.
If a foolish monk with a strong temper falls into the trap, he will surely become the meal of the beautiful snake!
He had heard this little boy's voice just now. It didn't have the charming charm of the beautiful snake, nor the murderous intention of the human-faced spider, but the other person's eyes looked wrong, which made him a little unsure, and he didn't dare to act rashly. underestimate the enemy.
Thoughts could only flow in the blink of an eye. Zhao Wende suppressed the surprise and doubt in his heart. He clenched the snake-shaped curved sword in his hand tightly and looked at the young master with caution, who had not yet shown his moral integrity.
The snake-shaped curved sword that he is holding tightly in his hand at this moment, silently giving him strength, was forged by him from the body bones of a beautiful snake. He has a firm and courageous mind that is not deceived by beauty, and will never be easily fooled. The other party is scared off!
Thinking about the amazing strength that the other party might be hiding, his shrewd eyes glanced to the side. When he saw that the other party was not alone, he suddenly put his sword behind his back and bowed down to greet him respectfully.
"My name is Zhao Wende. Although I am a wandering wild crane, I am half a hundred years old and approaching the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. I am no worse than a disciple of the sect. I wonder if I can make a friend like you?"
When Zhuang Ling heard the gentle and disdainful snort coming from behind her, she did not rush to express her position. Her expression was as calm as if she was aloof from the world, but in her heart she was vigilantly paying attention to Zhao Wende and the movements around him.
Zhao Wende cleverly revealed her and Wen Liang's family backgrounds with just one sentence.
Because Wen Liang is a son of a wealthy family from an upright family, and his deep-rooted thoughts instinctively despise casual cultivators, while she was originally a bystander who had nothing to do with her own affairs, and her attitude toward casual cultivators would be much better than his. A little bit, and she knew that Zhao Wende didn't really want to make friends with her, otherwise he wouldn't have made controversial remarks to her.
There is a well-known chain of contempt in the world she walked in. For example, sect disciples look down on casual cultivators. They generally believe that casual cultivators do not have orthodox Taoist inheritance and are isolated like pheasants. Another example is that casual cultivators look down on sect disciples. , most of them believe that it is difficult for sect disciples to fly away from their nests, and they are like weak chickens waiting to be fed.
Zhuang Ling knew that Zhao Wende's thoughts were impure, and there was a 99% chance that he wanted to divert her and Wen Liang's attention.
Although she knew it in her heart, she did not remind Wen Liang aloud to avoid alerting the enemy prematurely.
If Wen Liang had no brains, he deserved to die.
However, the fact is that she knows that Wen Liang will not die.
Because he is the heroine’s N-number spare tire, and he is also the tool who introduces the heroine to her brother. Until the day he comes in handy, there will be more or less plots to save his life. How can he take care of it as well as she does? You’re pretty good on your own!
Seeing her silence, Zhao Wende continued without any care: "I have never known each other before. We hit it off like old friends. We are destined to meet each other. I don't know which sect you studied under or where you went to high school. Can you tell me a few things so that I can ask for advice in the future?" ?”
Zhuang Ling curled her lips with unknown meaning and thought to herself: This guy is here to test her details again!
In the setting here, asking for advice is the same as discussing with each other. The common way of dealing with monks is also an excuse to test the depth of the other party's cultivation.
However, today is different from the past. Zhao Wende has no good intentions, and she is not that stupid.
If she has no family and no sect, and her cultivation level is not as high as his, then she will definitely die.
If you ask her why she has such an extreme conclusion, it is naturally because human traffickers are not that easy to talk to and will not know how to be honest until they are about to die. Moreover, she killed his contact person and did not get along with him. How could he let her go? What about her?
Zhuang Ling put her palms together in front of her chest and wiped the Overlord Spear, causing the gun body to spin. When she cleanly pulled out the shopkeeper's dead body, she smiled lightly and said: "Heroes don't ask where they come from, monks don't ask where they come from, so why do fellow Taoists have to stick to the world?"
These words seemed to answer everything, but in fact they didn't answer anything. Everything was just a matter of imagination and imagination.
Zhao Wende was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha... I have learned a lesson! But as the old saying goes, friends with many connections have many paths. I am determined to make friends with you, but I wonder if you will be as sincere as I am?"
