"What do you want?" Ghost Mandrill asked coldly.
"Since you are a traitor to the Dark Temple." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "Then I will find a way to spread the word and leak your whereabouts to the Dark Temple, so that you can endure the constant pursuit of the Holy Land until you die."
"What good will this do to you?" Ghost Mandrill asked in confusion, "Even if I die in the hands of the Dark Temple, you can't see it."
"First, I want you to die in endless pursuit without peace." Zhong Wen explained patiently, "Second, I hate the Dark Temple. If you can bring a few disciples of the Holy Land to be buried with you before you die, , that would be very satisfying.”
"Why should I help you deal with the Dark Temple?" Gui Mandrill obviously heard the subtext of Zhong Wen.
"I don't need your help to deal with the Dark Temple, I just want you to work hard to survive." Zhong Wen suddenly smiled, pointed at Wang Meng and others, "After all, without your protection, these imperial convicts would not be able to survive in the Daqian Empire." I’m afraid it will be difficult to move even an inch.”
Ghost Mandrill glared at Zhong Wen fiercely, with a sharp light shining in his eyes.
Zhong Wen still had a faint smile on his face, seemingly unaware of Gui Mandrill's anger.
"General Wang, what are they talking about?" Sima Rou couldn't understand the conversation between the two and couldn't help but ask Wang Meng beside her.
"Miss, from what they said, Brother Gui Man should be a traitor to the Dark Temple, one of the Seven Holy Lands." Wang Meng said with a bitter smile, "Zhong Wen is probably taking a fancy to Brother Gui Man's strength and wants to let him go. He continued to use his identity as a defecting disciple to lure the Dark Temple into pursuit, thereby weakening the strength of the Holy Land."
"He wants to deal with the Holy Land?" Sima Rousu covered her lips with her hands, a look of shock in her eyes.
In her mind, the Holy Land was ethereal and lofty. It was an extraordinary existence that was above the world, far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
The young man in white in front of him looked like he was less than twenty years old, and he was planning to become an enemy of the Holy Land. The vision and structure of the two sides were obviously not on the same level.
"The most hateful thing is that Brother Guizhao wanted to die and had no intention of being used by him." Wang Meng said angrily, "But he threatened the lives of the four of us. How despicable and shameless!"
"I will live well and work hard to become stronger." But I heard Ghost Mandrill say coldly, "One day, I will reappear in front of you, beat you until you don't even know your father, and then in front of your Now, burn everyone you care about, leaving no one behind."
"You are welcome to come back to me at any time." Zhong Wen turned a deaf ear to Gui Mandrill's threats, and instead looked at Sima Rou with a smile, "You can leave now, don't forget to take him away."
"The green mountains will not change, but the green water will always flow." Wang Meng gently pulled Sima Rou's sleeve, then turned to Zhong Wen and said, "We will meet again later!"
Immediately, he called on Dong Damu and Wang Songliang to lift up Ghost Mandrill's body and walked gently towards the main entrance of "Shen Forging Pavilion". His movements were cautious, for fear of accidentally hurting Ghost Mandrill's injury.
"Easy to say, easy to say." Zhong Wen laughed, still standing quietly, with no intention of intercepting him.
Passing by Zhong Wen, Sima Rou suddenly turned around and glared at him viciously.
The hatred for killing your father is irreconcilable, I will not let you go!
From the eyes of the governor's eldest daughter, Zhong Wen read such a meaning.
He opened his mouth in disapproval and made a face at Sima Rou with a playful smile.
"you!"
Sima Rou was furious, but helpless. She paced the ground fiercely with her jade feet, then turned around and left quickly, never wanting to look back at him again.
"Go away, I won't see you off!" Zhong Wen smiled and waved goodbye to the backs of several people, as if he was watching an old friend leave.
"Let them go like this?" Shen Dachui's voice came from behind, "Aren't you worried that they will come back for revenge?"
"I need time." Zhong Wen's eyes gradually calmed down, "The existence of this person can share the attention of the Dark Temple for me and buy me a lot of time. It would be a pity to kill him now."
"Brother Zhong Wen, do you really want to deal with the Dark Temple?" Shen Dachui said in surprise, "That is a holy land!"
"Mr. Shen, how can I be in the mood to provoke the Holy Land?" Zhong Wen shook his head with a wry smile on his face, "It's just that our Piaohua Palace had already formed a rift with the Dark Temple during the battle in the Imperial Capital, and we didn't know about the other party. It’s always good to keep a grudge in mind and make some preparations in advance.”
I also beat up the master of the third palace.
He added silently in his mind.
This young man is bearing a burden that his age should not bear!
Looking at Zhong Wen's slender figure, Shen Dachui couldn't help but feel a bit of respect.
"Sorry, Mr. Shen." Zhong Wen pointed at the row of various human-shaped holes on the wall and said sheepishly, "Make your yard look like this."
"What are you talking about?" Shen Dachui shook his head repeatedly, "If you hadn't arrived in time, the old man would probably have to explain it here. I thank you before it's too late. It's just a yard, it's nothing."
"I heard that Mr. Shen's shop is booming and making money every day." Zhong Wen chuckled, "I'll be brave enough not to pay for your yard."
"You can think of coming to see the old man. He is better than ten yards." Shen Dachui laughed and said, "By the way, you haven't eaten yet, right?"
"When we left, it wasn't dinner time yet." Zhong Wen nodded repeatedly.
"Well then, let's have dinner at the old man's place." Shen Dachui said enthusiastically with a happy face, "I have prepared the ingredients, let's have a good drink tonight!"
"Are you going to bother... the raw materials?" Zhong Wen was halfway through talking when he suddenly discovered a problem.
This is because the princess sister has led her astray!
Looking at Shen Dachui's meaningful smile and eyes full of expectation, Zhong Wen suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, so he had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and follow the old man towards the kitchen.
This night, the little girl Zhuma experienced what real food is for the first time.
…
Early the next morning, when Zhong Wen took Zhuma out of the "Shendong Pavilion", he unexpectedly found that the eldest lady Shangguan and the third princess Li Yiru had come specially to see him off.
"I didn't expect that I would be greeted by two beauties before leaving." Zhong Wen chuckled, "It really makes me feel warmer and makes me never want to leave."
"You really haven't changed at all, you're still so glib." Li Yiru covered her red lips lightly and said with a sweet smile, "The imperial capital is really boring without you."
"Isn't that right?" Zhong Wen said proudly, "Without me, the imperial capital will be like the eternal night without sunlight, comparable to hell on earth."
"Shameless." Shangguan Mingyue snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on her pretty face.
"I haven't seen you for a few days, and your face has become thicker again." Li Yiru couldn't help laughing, and the flower branches trembled. It took a while to calm down, and she patted her chest with her slender hand and said, "Please remember in the future. Come to the Imperial Capital to visit us."
"Definitely, definitely." Zhong Wen agreed, "When I have some free time, I will definitely come to the imperial capital to invite the princess and sister to try my craftsmanship."
"That's good." Li Yiru clapped her hands excitedly, thinking of Zhong Wen's delicious food. She pursed her lips and almost drooled.
After a long while, she came to her senses. The maid behind her took a bundle and handed it to Zhong Wen: "Zhong Wen, could you please bring the contents of this bundle to Brother Wu?"
"Brother Qing?" Zhong Wen was stunned.
"Yes." Li Yiru nodded, "I just got the news that Brother Wu Huang is now living on Qingyun Mountain. It seems that he has no plans to return to the imperial capital for the time being."
"The prince's matter has been resolved." Zhong Wen asked puzzledly, "Why is he still living outside?"
"I don't know about that." Li Yiru shook his head slightly, with the same look of doubt on his face, "In addition, please give a message to Brother Wu Huang. I'm afraid my father will not allow him to stay in southern Xinjiang. It’s been too long, if you don’t want to come back, the emperor needs to make preparations early.”
"Hey, I thought the princess sister was here to see me off." Zhong Wen said, pretending to be sad, "Turns out she is here for Brother Qing. It seems like I am being sentimental."
"That's not true." Li Yiru's soft cheeks turned red instantly, her small white hands kept rubbing the hem of her skirt, her voice was as light as a mosquito, "You want to return to Southern Xinjiang, and I, I am also very reluctant to leave you. Woolen cloth."
"That's what I said about the princess sister." Li Yiru was naturally beautiful and dignified, and coupled with such a shy expression, Zhong Wen's eyes lit up and he was in a happy mood. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Qing's Leave everything to me!"
"Thank you." When Li Yiru smiled at him, he lowered his head, a charming pink color appeared on his white neck, and she no longer dared to look up at him.
"But I don't know why Miss Shangguan came here?" Zhong Wen turned his head, looked at Shangguan Mingyue with a smile and said, "Could it be that you came here specially to practice for me?"
"You have a beautiful idea!" Shangguan Mingyue glared at him angrily.
She was already extremely beautiful, almost as good as Ling Zhiyun, and her coquettish and sultry look was even more charming and alluring, making Zhong Wen's heart beat wildly and he couldn't control himself.
Calm down, this is my niece, this is my niece!
After absorbing the blood of Earth Dragon, Zhong Wen felt that his concentration on the opposite sex had dropped significantly, so he had to keep chanting silently in his heart to suppress the restless feeling.
"These are the things I brought to my aunt." Shangguan Mingyue also handed over a bundle and said unceremoniously, "Don't lose it."
You really don't know how to be polite!
Naturally, Zhong Wen couldn't refuse, so he had to take the baggage with a wry smile: "I will bring it. If there is nothing else, then I will leave."
After saying that, he waved to the two girls, then took Zhuma and turned around and walked towards the city gate.
"Zhong Wen!" Shangguan Mingyue's soft voice came from behind.
Zhong Wen turned around and looked up, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, thinking that this arrogant young lady would say two touching words of farewell.
"Sister Zhuma is still young." Shangguan Mingyue warned her seriously, "You must control yourself."
Zhong Wen: "..."
Holding back the ten thousand words in his heart, he turned around and left resolutely, without any nostalgia.
"You, are you Zhong Wen?"
Suddenly, a clear and soft voice came to my ears.
Zhong Wenying turned around and saw a young woman of about twenty-two or thirty-year-old standing not far away. Her big, delicate eyes shone with surprise, her skin was white and rosy, her facial features were delicate and well-proportioned, and she was not very long. Her hair was scattered around her pink neck, and her proud figure was tightly wrapped in a silver-white short skirt, revealing her snow-white navel and smooth jade-like calves. She wore a pair of naughty boots at her feet, and her appearance was absolutely beautiful. , exuding an air of confidence all over his body.
"Sister, do we know each other?" Zhong Wen believed that he had a photographic memory for beauties. However, after thinking hard, he still couldn't remember who the woman in silver in front of him was.
"Are you really Zhong Wen?" The woman in silver didn't answer, but continued to ask.
"Yes, I am Zhong Wen." Zhong Wen nodded honestly, "Sister, you are..."
"My name is Ji Weizhu." The look of joy on the silver-clothed woman's face became even stronger. She moved lightly and appeared in front of Zhong Wen in an instant. She held his hands tightly and said excitedly, "Junior brother, I have found you." is you!"
