Chapter 165 Choice

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Xiao Feng, why should he?

Wei Changtian has thought about this problem several times.

Wei Changtian didn't think Xiao Feng would be stupid enough to believe that he really went to the appointment alone.

If this is the case, it means that Xiao Feng is quite confident in this "decisive battle".

At the very least, I think he has a certain chance of winning.

So...where are the odds?

The Liu family? Or are they other forces that succumb to the "halo of the protagonist"?

It was already dark outside the window, and only a few nightingales were chirping softly.

Wei Changtian sat motionless at the table, constantly recalling the plot in the original work.

Then at a certain moment, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

Could it be the remnant soul hidden in Xuantian Sword...

According to the original work, this remnant soul was an ancient cultivator. In addition to knowing countless mysterious techniques, he also founded a secret organization that continues to this day.

The degree of mystery of this organization is basically the same as that of the "True Freemasonry" in the previous life. Almost no one in the world knows about it. Even if someone with knowledge accidentally exposes it, most others think he is joking.

After all, an organization whose members are all in the "upper third level" realm sounds outrageous enough.

In the early and mid-term, this remnant soul only appeared once at the beginning and taught Xiao Feng the magical power "Dream Dao".

For a long time after that, it had no role or even a mention. Wei Changtian probably forgot about it because of the author.

It was not until later that Xiao Feng encountered a certain death situation in the process of overthrowing the Daning Dynasty that the remnant soul appeared again and directly ordered the members of the mysterious organization to help Xiao Feng successfully break the situation. By the way, he also pretended to be a super dick in front of Ning Yongnian. .

So...the reason why Xiao Feng dared to be tough with him was because of this?

So how many masters can that remnant soul bring to the table?

The time mentioned in the article was three second-grade...

What about this time? Three too?

The second grade is not a big cabbage, and there are less than ten of them in the whole of Daning. Even including those who are anonymous, there are only about twenty or thirty at most.

It should be about the same...if there are three, I still have an advantage.

Wei Changtian was not sure about this and didn't have much confidence in his heart.

In fact, if he were more rational and ruthless, he should not take this risk. The most correct approach should be to avoid war.

Letting Xiao Feng kill Yang Liushi, he hid in advance to prevent Xiao Feng from waiting for someone and leading a group of masters to kill him directly.

After all, this group of experts cannot stay with Xiao Feng all the time. They will probably go back after a few days. When the time comes, they will undoubtedly have a huge advantage if they counterattack.

Of course, although this approach is stable enough, it also has many shortcomings.

It goes without saying that Yang Liushi will definitely die. What's more important is that he will probably miss the best opportunity to kill Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng is not stupid.

If the "decisive battle" fails this time, he will probably find a place to hide and grow secretly.

It will undoubtedly be difficult to find him by then.

And if it were to compare with growth speed... Even though he had a system, Wei Changtian didn't think he would be able to match a child of heaven.

Take a risk and seize the opportunity to completely eliminate future troubles?

Or should we just wait and see what happens next?

The choice this time was much more difficult than the last time he killed Liu Yuanshan.

When killing Liu Yuanshan, Wei Changtian had an expectation of all possible situations, as well as the gains and losses, and knew that even in the worst case scenario, he would most likely not die.

But there is too much unknown information this time, and the risks have doubled.

In the cold night sky, half of the moon hung sideways, and the stars were twinkling.

Wei Changtian thought for a long time, as motionless as a stone sculpture.

"Oh oh oh~"

Amidst the familiar and distant rooster's crow, a ray of red light pierced the sky, and the rays of the morning sun filtered through the window and lightly fell on his feet.

The sun rises in the southeast corner, illuminating everything in the world.

After lighting a stick of incense, a carriage drove out from the door of the small house and headed straight for Shiwanda Mountain.

...

...

"Hey, Brother Wu, I haven't seen you for so many years, why are you like this?"

In Shan County, a hundred miles away from Shuzhou City, two old men were sitting opposite each other drinking in a tavern.

One of them was Wu Tianqing, who was wearing ragged clothes, while the other old man had a red face and was wearing extremely complicated and luxurious clothes.

"I still want to ask you..."

Wu Tianqing held half a roast chicken in one hand and a roasted pig's trotter in the other. He murmured vaguely while eating:

"Chang Shu'an, such a talented swordsman, is now dressed like a turtle in a brothel."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The old man named Chang Shuan laughed twice. Not only was he not angry, he actually took a sip of wine with some satisfaction.

"You really hit the mark. Although I am not a turtle man, I have opened a brothel in Yingzhou called Yanchun, which is quite famous."

"You? Open a brothel?"

When Wu Tianqing heard this, he even forgot to eat the roast chicken, and his eyes widened: "I remember, didn't you always say that you wanted to spread the words of saints to the world? Why are you doing this now?"

"Hey, I wasn't too young and energetic back then, and my heart was as high as the sky..."

Chang Shuan waved his hand: "I found out what the bullshit was later... Forget it, let's not talk about it. Anyway, I'm quite happy now."

"Come on, drink!"

Holding the pot in his right hand and closing his sleeves in his left hand, Chang Shuan poured a glass of wine for Wu Tianqing: "Brother Wu, what about you? Are you still staying on that island now?"

"yes......"

Wu Tianqing glanced at Chang Shuan's very scholar-like action, sighed secretly in his heart, and then picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"Apart from the bad food, it's pretty happy."

"Hahaha, my sister-in-law won't let you eat fish?"

Chang Shuan smiled and said, "Then you should eat more when you come out this time."

"It's natural!"

Wu Tianqing threw aside the roasted chicken with only bones left and began to eat roasted pig's trotters.

But the door of the elegant room was suddenly knocked at this time.

"Come in."

Chang Shuan responded, thinking it was the waiter who served the food.

But when he turned around to look, his expression was stunned.

"Brother Li? Brother Lin? Brother He?"

"Hahaha, Brother Chang, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. How are you doing?"

The three people who walked in were all smiling. Although they were all different in height, short, fat, and thin, they were all very old, and they all had a vague aura about them.

The five people in the room exchanged enthusiastic greetings, and the scene was a bit like a senior citizen activity center in a previous life.

But then another person came in from outside the house, which made this happy scene freeze for a moment.

This person looks very strange.

Wearing a black robe, wearing a hood, and carrying a black sword scabbard.

Although he has the face of a young man, his hair is silver-white; although his body is upright, his eyebrows always give people a sluggish feeling.

Seeing this person coming in, the five old men looked at each other first, and then someone said:

"Master Xiao, now that we have arrived, you can tell us what you want us to do."

"But you have to understand that the order we received is to only do one thing for you."

"I see......"

Xiao Feng took off his hood and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Eight days from now, please help me kill someone, seniors."

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