"What are you going to do next?"
Li Che said impatiently, disgusted by Wu Xin's "fake affectionate" look.
What a pretense, as if he doesn't know Wu Xin's old background.
Li Che has a deep demonic nature and can't get along with good people. Wu Xin is not a person who values love and righteousness. The two of them can be said to be the same, both ruthless and self-centered.
The difference is that Wu Xin is lustful and romantic, while Li Che is dedicated to causing trouble and has no interest in women.
"Let's hibernate for a while and then talk!"
Affection, nostalgia, and tenderness disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, Wu Xin's tone was full of helplessness.
It is easy to see from the changes in his expression that the saintly girl of the Black Widow family does not actually hold much weight in his heart.
He fell out of love faster than turning over a book. The only thing about Wu Xin that was similar to Li Che was this.
Li Che's eyes were full of disdain. He lay dormant for a while and must have been hiding more than just the saints of the Black Widow clan.
In these years of wandering around in the wilderness, with his good strength, handsome appearance, and his tongue that is good at coaxing women, he has accidentally provoked too many women.
So many that even he himself didn't know how many women were thinking about him.
The saints of the Black Widow clan are looking for him everywhere, which will inevitably attract the attention of his old lovers. His romantic debts cannot be hidden for long.
If he didn't hide before he was completely exposed, he would be in trouble if his old lover were to kill him.
Among the old lovers Wu Xin had hooked up with before, there were many ruthless characters who could tear him into pieces with just one blow.
"This is the Fire Tribe, be honest and don't cause trouble for me."
Li Che warned Wu Xin.
The Xinhuo Tribe was his playground. Wu Xin could hide here and take refuge, but Wu Xin was not allowed to interfere indiscriminately.
Even if Wuxin is his clone.
The special physique experiment hasn't really been completed yet, and if Wu Xin causes trouble for him, he will never spare this romantic pervert.
"I have no interest in your game. I will leave as soon as the limelight passes."
Wuxin couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked, "What on earth do you want to do here?"
After becoming stronger, you can give back to the human race, guide the tribe warriors in their cultivation, and help the human race develop and grow?
These seemingly high-sounding reasons were actually extremely ridiculous, but he didn't take them seriously.
Li Che understands him, and he also understands Li Che.
With Li Che's current distorted and selfish demeanor, he is making selfless contributions to the ethnic group. What kind of joke are you kidding?
It would have been about the same for Li Che, who had a warm-blooded heart in his previous life.
Talking about devotion to a devil is as ridiculous as trying to persuade a prostitute to become a good person.
"You talk too much."
“To talk too much is not something a smart person does.”
Li Che glanced at Wu Xin coldly, his tone was like the eternal glacier in the Beiming Sea.
He didn't have to report to anyone what he was going to do.
Wuxin is not Li Wuchang, Li Wuchang can do things for him, and Wuxin's responsibility is only to help him bear the original sin and alleviate the backlash of the evil thoughts of all living beings. There is no need for Wuxin to intervene in other matters.
Since there is no need for Wu Xin, there is no need to be frank about what he wants to do.
Some things, the fewer people know about them, the better.
This is also the reason why Li Che took the initiative to disconnect the consciousness from all the clones and let the clones act independently.
"You are so boring."
"If you keep everything in your heart and refuse to share it with others, people like you will live alone."
He muttered a few words softly, not daring to further tease Li Che's nerves, and unintentionally changed the subject: "Do you want to know about other people's conditions?"
He was naturally referring to Long Aotian, Yin Jiuyou and others who were also clones of the Seven Deadly Sins.
Li Che still looked calm, his expression unchanged.
To be honest, he hasn't paid attention to the current situation of the Seven Deadly Sins clones for a long time, and he doesn't care much about it.
In his eyes, the greatest role of the clones of the seven deadly sins is to bear the seven original sins and alleviate the backlash of evil thoughts in all living beings.
As for what the clones of the Seven Deadly Sins do and do, he doesn't want to care about it, and he can't.
"Those guys disappeared as soon as they entered the primitive world. I have only heard about some traces of Long Aotian and Wan Baocai."
Regardless of whether Li Che wanted to hear it or not, Wu Xin said to himself with a smile on his face:
"Long Aotian paid a heavy price for his arrogance and was hunted down by many masters in the ancient world. He disappeared without a trace until five hundred years ago."
Long Aotian, who looks at people with his nostrils and screams at the sky, the earth, and the air, is in a worrying situation. He is also one of the seven deadly sins. Not only does he not feel sad at all, but he is very happy.
It's like drinking a cold drink on a hot summer day and feeling comfortable all over.
Even as a system person, he couldn't stand Long Aotian's arrogance.
When he heard that Long Aotian was missing, a flash of fluctuation flashed in Li Che's eyes, and then he regained his composure.
Through the connection between the original body and the clone, he could clearly sense that Long Aotian was not dead.
If he's not dead, let him be.
Let's see if the difficult survival can wear away Long Aotian's innate arrogance.
Long Aotian was so arrogant that he didn't even give him the respect he deserved, and Li Che was also quite unhappy with him.
"Ten thousand treasures, tsk tsk, this man is interesting."
The smile on Wu Xin's face became stronger and stronger, and he looked at Li Che with an extremely strange look in his eyes: "When I just got along with Siluo, Brother Wan happened to be the disciple of his forty-eighth adoptive father."
boom
Li Che waved his fly whisk and smashed a huge boulder next to him into powder. His delicate and handsome face had become twisted and hideous due to extreme anger.
"Bastard thing."
Li Che's face turned livid and he started to curse loudly. He could no longer maintain his demeanor as a peerless immortal.
Forty-eight foster fathers?
Through the causal line inquiry, Wan Baocai's adoptive fathers have reached forty-nine, and Wu Xin's information is a little behind.
Forty-nine adoptive fathers, the number is not that big, just a little more than sixteen times the number of domestic slaves with three surnames, but it is extremely insulting.
Li Che felt that his old face had been ruined by that man who was so greedy for money.
If his true identity is not hidden, with Li Che's current cultivation level, looking at the entire world, he is also a big shot with a reputation, and can stand shoulder to shoulder with the quasi-sage.
However, his avatar went around worshiping his adoptive father, then stabbing him with a knife, collecting his adoptive father's inheritance, and then worshiping his adoptive father again. If such embarrassing and disgraceful behavior was spread, where would Li Che's face be?
In the past, his cultivation level was not high. When talking about face, face, and dignity, he would be suspected of not being able to see his position clearly. Therefore, Li Che turned a blind eye to Wan Baocai's actions, or even just let it go.
But it's different now. Li Che's cultivation and strength can be regarded as the first-class strong man in the world. He is a truly decent person. Wanbaobao is shameless, but Li Che still wants to be shameless.
It is not difficult to understand the change. The fundamental reason lies in the word face.
Many successful people must have had a shameful side before they became successful. Becoming a foster father is not a big deal at all.
There are still people who gradually grow up from slaves and fish traders to bosses.
However, after becoming a big boss, who will continue to be a slave or a fishmonger?
No, not one. At most, I miss the difficulty of the past.
The boss's face must be bright and bright, and the bad past can only be reduced to memories, not a stain on the boss.
Li Che has become one of the strongest, but his clones still keep worshiping his adoptive father. This is a black mark on Li Che's face and a stain on Li Che's aura as a strong person. It is also the reason why Li Che is very angry.
When one's cultivation has not reached the level of the strong, face is dispensable, but as one's strength increases, face becomes very important.
The weak struggle in the rolling world of mortals, while the strong fight not only for their own interests, but also for their face.
In the habitual thinking of the strong, everything can be discussed, but face cannot be lost.
(End of chapter)
