"Kill Feng Wuya for me."
Ran Qingqiu repeated it word for word.
"Are you planning to pay someone to kill someone and murder your own husband?"
Zhong Wen was stunned for a long time, and finally came to his senses, looked at her with extremely strange eyes, and said with a smile, "I can't comment on other people's private affairs, but why should I do it? You can put some poison in the wine you give him on the night of the wedding, or you can just give him a blow while doing it in bed. Men are most likely to forget about it at that time, and nine times out of ten, you can succeed."
"Get in the fucking bed!"
Ran Qingqiu had a pretty face and said angrily, "I won't enter the bridal chamber with him!"
"You can ask someone for help, but don't involve me anyway."
Zhong Wen shrugged his shoulders and said with an indifferent expression, "I'm not your concubine outside. Besides, I haven't had time to settle the debt with you for the massacre of the cultivators on the shore of the land. Do you want me to do the work? You are a woman. I don’t know how my brain grew.”
"What concubine?"
Ran Qingqiu couldn't help but blush slightly, glared at him fiercely, and spat softly, "Bah, you shameless bastard!"
"On the day of the wedding, my husband was killed by men from outside."
Zhong Wen chuckled and said, "Guess what the world will think of you? By then, rumors about the Silver Queen's frivolous nature and how many wild men she has raised will spread all over the sky?"
"Stop talking about these things!"
Ran Qingqiu gritted his teeth and said impatiently, "Will you help me with this?"
"Why should I help you?"
Zhong Wen shook his head, "In other words, why should I help you?"
"Feng Wuya is a man of deep scheming, insidious and cunning. He is probably one of the most difficult people in the world."
Ran Qingqiu's expression suddenly calmed down, and there was a trace of tenderness in his words, just like a young girl confiding her true feelings to her sweetheart, "Once he joins forces with the Goddess Mountain, he will definitely cause immeasurable losses to your land." , do you really want to see that day?"
"If he is really so powerful, how could he not expect that someone would hinder this marriage? He must be on guard."
Zhong Wen remained unmoved, "How can a prepared Chaos Realm be so easy to kill?"
"The dignified leader of the Earth Coast Alliance..."
Ran Qingqiu suddenly had a look of disdain on his face, "Don't you even have this bit of courage?"
"It is precisely because we hold a high position that we must be extra cautious and never act rashly."
Zhong Wen is indifferent and does not accept aggressive tactics at all. "After all, every decision I make may affect the fate of thousands of people."
"Do you think I'm beautiful?"
Ran Qingqiu suddenly came closer. His eyebrows were pretty, his mouth was springy, and he was indescribably charming.
"Ma, just be so-so."
Zhong Wen's heart skipped a beat, his cheeks heated up slightly, he took a step back decisively, distanced himself from her, and replied without meaning to his words.
"As long as you kill Feng Wuya for me."
Ran Qingqiu followed him like a shadow, the distance between them not increasing but decreasing, almost touching each other, smiling sweetly and charmingly, his voice was soft and ethereal, sultry, "How about I marry you?" "
"Are you overestimating your own charm?"
Zhong Wen wiped his nose vigorously and sneered, "Do I look like I'm in need of a woman?"
"Are you really not understanding or are you just pretending not to understand?"
The smile on Ran Qingqiu's face gradually faded, "When I marry you, it means that the Silver Moon Garden leaves the Goddess Mountain and joins the shore of the land. Not only does it remove a worry for you, but it also gives you an additional I don’t need to say more about the rights and wrongs of domain allies, right?”
"Oh? That sounds good."
Zhong Wen stroked his chin and seemed to be quite moved, "But why should I trust you? If you team up with Shennu Mountain to deliberately set a trap to harm me, wouldn't I lose my wife and lose my army? Maybe even my little brother Are your lives at risk?"
"believe it or not."
Ran Qingqiu suddenly came forward, lightly touched his face with her bright red lips, then turned around gracefully, tapped her lotus feet, and appeared a hundred feet away in an instant, "You decide whether you want to come or not! I'm in Baiyin The temple awaits you!”
As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared "swiftly", and only her silver bell-like giggle floated in the air, clear and sweet, like the sound of nature.
Damn it!
This crazy woman!
How dare you take advantage of me!
I can't stand it, I absolutely can't stand it!
Zhong Wen caressed the cheek she kissed, with a solemn expression and full of indignation, secretly condemning Ran Qingqiu's frivolous behavior, but did not say whether the other party would be able to succeed if he really wanted to hide.
The temporary invitation in his hand was no longer warm, but there was still a faint fragrance. Zhong Wen fumbled on the surface of the paper for a while, then shook his head and stuffed it into his arms. Then he flashed and came instantly. Go outside the city and appear in front of Mahler and Mao Yi.
At this time, Mao Yi was still lying on the ground, unconscious, but the moment Mahler saw him, his eyes lit up and he took the initiative to approach, his face unconsciously showing admiration and intimacy.
"Brother Ma, are you not injured?"
Zhong Wen asked with a smile on his face and concern.
"No no."
Mahler laughed and said, "Thanks to Brother Ge for saving me, Lao Ma is doing very well now!"
"That's good."
Zhong Wen nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "I wonder what your plans are next? Are you still going to Silver Moon Garden to attend the wedding?"
"this……"
Mahler looked hesitant and said tangledly, "It seems that this trip to Silver Moon Garden is far more dangerous than imagined. Lao Ma, I don't have the ability of Brother Ge, so I might as well forget it. "
"That's very good."
Zhong Wen nodded and agreed, "It's indeed not peaceful over there, so it's better to be safe. I still have some things to do, so I'll go ahead. Brother Mao, please take care of me."
After saying that, he clasped his fists at Mahler, turned around gracefully, and prepared to leave.
"Brother Ge, Ge..." Mahler suddenly said.
Zhong Wen turned around when he heard the sound and stared at him quietly, silent.
"The name Gobi..."
Mahler hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Isn't that your real name?"
"Why do you say that?" Zhong Wen asked with a smile.
"Such as, if I'm not wrong..."
Mahler hesitated and said, "Your last name should be Zhong, right?"
Unknowingly, his address to Zhong Wen had changed from "you" to "you".
"My brother has good eyesight."
Seeing that he guessed his identity, Zhong Wen did not hide it, but laughed and admitted openly, "To be honest, my surname is Zhong Mingwen."
"It's indeed you!"
Even though he had already guessed in his heart, Mahler was still shocked when he really got the big step, his blood flow accelerated, his knees softened, and he knelt down respectfully, "Mahler pays homage to Alliance Leader Zhong, I said before. I am arrogant and ignorant, and I actually call you a brother. Please forgive me for being rude!"
"Brother Ma, aren't we friends?"
Zhong Wen didn't expect that his identity would attract such a big reaction, so he quickly stepped forward, helped him up, and said with a smile, "Friends should be honest with each other. do what?"
"Shame on you!"
Seeing him being so amiable, Ma Le felt mixed with joy and sorrow. After hesitating for a long time, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said firmly, "If the leader doesn't dislike it, please accept me as a follower. Don't look at the fact that Lao Ma is not very strong." In this way, I still have some connections in this primitive land, and I might be able to do some modest work for you."
"Brother Ma has been in the ore business for many years. He has rich experience and a wide network of contacts. He is the rare talent here. I am grateful to Zhong Wen for your kindness."
Zhong Wen patted him on the shoulder, with a pleased smile on his face, "But I may go to the Silver Temple next. This trip is dangerous and unpredictable, so you'd better not follow me."
"Yes Yes."
Mahler's eyes darkened, thinking that he was deliberately looking for an excuse to reject him, so he could only forcefully grin.
"But if Brother Ma is free in a month, you might as well come and sit in Shijue Hall."
Just listen to Zhong Wen continue to say, "I have some ideas and want to communicate with you."
"I'm free, I'm free!"
Mahler's eyes lit up, he looked up at him suddenly, and said loudly, "I'll definitely be there, old horse!"
"Then I'll be waiting for you."
Zhong Wen was smiling when suddenly a dragon shadow hovered under his feet, blue light shone, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Mahler quietly stared at the position he left, motionless and silent for a long time, as if he had turned into a statue.
He had a vague feeling that his acquaintance with Zhong Wen might completely change his life.
…
When he saw Taiyi again, this protoss master was lying on the ground sweating profusely and panting. His face was pale due to weakness, and he looked indescribably embarrassed.
"Get up, get up quickly!"
The little monkey Shi Dou stood on his narrow back, jumping up and down, chirping and urging, "You haven't recovered after resting for so long, it's really useless!"
However, its words fell into the ears of the prince, but they were just monkey sounds, and even a punctuation mark could not be understood. It was basically a chicken talking to a duck, making a lot of noise.
It seems that Shi Dou likes him quite a lot.
Let Taiyi take care of it from now on!
Looking at the haggard Taiyi, the corners of Zhong Wen's mouth slightly raised, revealing a wicked smile.
By the way, I seemed to have picked up a technique before, but I didn’t bother to take a closer look, so I didn’t know what was special about it.
Looking at the man and the monkey playing, Zhong Wen felt relaxed and peaceful, and suddenly recalled the lottery prize not long ago in his mind.
He closed his eyes decisively, entered the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion", and looked carefully at the large-scale Immortal Art that he had just received in the "God Grade" column on the bookshelf. He vaguely felt that the name was familiar, but for a moment he thought I don't know where I heard it.
Damn it!
Great Immortal Art!
Isn't this the technique practiced by Sun Wukong?
After pondering for a moment, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. His heart was shaken, and he finally remembered the origin of this technique.
