Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 315 I'm a Good Man

a few days.

sunset.

apathy.

Wang Cheng, who was very angry, was lying on the recliner in the small courtyard.

It had been a few days, and his anger still persisted, and every time he opened his eyes and saw the empty courtyard, he felt a chest pain.

Zhao Wujiang was rounded up a few days ago, but he was suppressed by Li Xuanji and the second-level Bailian Shenji together. His body had been injured and his body was not healed. The mind is worse than the snow, and the whole person exudes the air of twilight.

In the past few days, there have been voices in the clan, and there are people who complain about him, both openly and secretly, thinking that he is old and has done something wrong.

The sound of these winds was like a long knife scraping bone, cutting his heart lightly. It didn't hurt very much, but it was extremely tormenting.

"Ugh"

He heaved a long sigh.

With the sound of footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes, which were cloudy. Looking sideways, the person who came was a gentle young man with silver hair.

"Why are you so sad?" With a smile on the corner of Chaos' mouth, he broke off a bright red flower in the garden of Wang Cheng's small courtyard, held it in his hand and sniffed it lightly.

Seeing the person who came, Wang Cheng frowned. He fought against the enemy with all his strength that day, but Chaos talked with Zhao Wujiang and insisted on not making a move, which made him feel resentment. heart.

He closed his eyes again, and said lightly:
"Brother Chaos, I'm exhausted physically and mentally, so I won't be polite."

"It's okay." Chaos thought clearly, and he didn't care about the resentment in Wang Cheng's indifferent tone. He held the broken flower tightly in his palm, crushed it slowly, and then threw it into the air. The fragrance of the flower wafted, and the whole small courtyard rose A reddish barrier.

A barrier enveloped the entire courtyard, cutting off the perception of the rest of the Wang family.

"Huh?" A hint of crisis came to Wang Cheng's mind, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the cultivation in his body flowed through his limbs and bones in an instant, ready to go:

"Brother Chaos, what are you doing?"

Chaos has silver hair fluttering all over his head, quietly dyed deep black from the root of his hair, and his hair is like ink in the blink of an eye. He smiled and walked towards Wang Cheng:
"I have something important to discuss with you, I'm afraid others will listen to it."

"Oh?" Wang Cheng had the original expression on his face, but the wind poured in from his sleeves, and in his palm, countless fine white pottery shards frantically condensed:

"Brother Chaos, just tell me, I'm listening, there's no need to go forward."

A gust of wind swept through the entire small courtyard in an instant, and the chaotic black hair danced wildly, twisting and turning into a long black snake:

"I found a way to step into the gods.

But to obtain this method, I need you, Wang Cheng, to do me a favor. "

"That's natural. We agreed before that we will join forces to enter Cangwu Mountain, seize the power of the Suiren Clan, study together, and step into the real realm of gods." Wang Cheng remained expressionless.

"Cangwu is too dangerous, I just found another power of the Three Emperors." Chaos said with a warm smile on his face:
"It's Zhao Wujiang who has the power of the emperor, and he promised to use me to understand."

"Brother Chaos, don't go any further, I'm afraid I'll accidentally hurt you." Seeing that Chaos was walking towards him slowly, Wang Cheng was very solemn:
"Zhao Wujiang is a very cunning kid, how could he use you to gain enlightenment? Brother Chaos, he is deceiving you!"

"I've inquired about it, and they all said that Zhao Wujiang always keeps his word, and the terms he offered didn't embarrass me." Chaos opened his mouth, revealing white teeth, neat and bright, scratching his head like a young man With a smile, a little simple and honest:

"You know me. I never want to be an enemy. I just want to become a god. He promised me that as long as he kills you, or Qin Wei of the Qin Clan, he will use me to comprehend."

Looking at Chao Chao's innocent and smiling words, Wang Cheng frowned deeply, and his eyes flickered:

"Brother Chaos, why don't you listen to me again?"

"Speak, I'm listening." Chaos looked cute, and he raised his hand an inch in front of his chest.

He grabbed it suddenly, and a white pottery broadsword appeared in his hand. The blade was sharp and filled with the aura of the gods. It cut through the palm of his hand, and the sticky blood that was as black as ink fell from his palm to the ground drop by drop.

He chuckled, looked at Wang Cheng who suddenly appeared in front of him, and said with a smile:

"I didn't do anything to you, why did you hurt me?"

"Chaos, don't talk nonsense, why bother to pretend!
If I die today, Brother Qin Wei will definitely not cooperate with you again, and other clans will also exclude you! "

Wang Cheng originally wanted to strike first, but was blocked by Chaos. He was anxious, his cultivation base was a few levels behind Chaos, and he was seriously injured. With the surroundings blocked, he knew that today was probably in danger, so he might as well let go. fight.

The long knife in his hand kept breaking and reuniting, the light of the knife flickered and whizzed, and it kept attacking Chaos.

"Zhao Wujiang is a good man, his promise is much heavier than yours.

Moreover, his talent is far above yours, so why not lose you if you cooperate with him? "

Chaos kept catching the vast god-level power with his hands, and the sticky black blood kept spilling in the courtyard. His calm and breezy smile made him smile, and the pain seemed nothing to him.

"Well, he's a nice guy, but you're not!
Cooperate with him, Chaos, you have been sealed for thousands of years, are you stupid?
With his jealous nature, do you think you can continue to cooperate? "

Wang Cheng let out a roar, and the moment the long knife was blocked by Chaos, all of them were turned into fine pieces of white pottery, like fire from the sky, whistling and rushing towards Chaos.

Chaos stared blankly at Wang Cheng, who was so angry that Wang Cheng's words made him look a little dazed, and he murmured:

"I'm obviously not a bad person, why am I not a good person?"

"Puff puff puff"

The white pottery pieces continuously pierced the defenseless chaos, passing through his body, bringing out exceptionally viscous black blood.

Wang Cheng was taken aback, unable to believe why Chaos had no defense.

The next moment, he only felt something passing behind him, he hurriedly lowered his head, and a big blood-stained white hand stretched out from his chest, holding a desperately beating heart in his hand.

He opened his mouth slightly, his lips were trembling constantly, he felt his life energy was passing by rapidly.

The chaos pierced by the Wang Clan's weapon in front of him turned into human-shaped black water, collapsed to the ground, and flowed around.

He turned his head with difficulty, Chaos was standing behind him at some point, and there was only one punch between them.

"You lied to me, you are a bad person, and if I kill you, I kill a bad person, so I am a good person." Chaos looked innocent like a young man, his thin lips parted slightly, and he stretched back the hand that pierced Wang Cheng's heart.

There was a bloody hole in Wang Cheng's chest, and the blood flowed all over the ground along his clan robe. He knelt down heavily on his knees with a bang, and took a last look at Chaos:
"You crazy."

Afterwards, Wang Cheng fell to the ground, in a pool of blood that was distinctly black and red.

The ancestor of the Wang family died in the late spring of the first year of Xianqing, and he did not have time to hear the cicadas singing in summer.

Chaos' face was stained with splashed blood, and he raised his sleeve to wipe it away.

Wang Cheng's heart in his hand had stopped beating. He opened his mouth angrily, and raised his heart, trying to stuff it into his mouth.

In one breath, he lowered his hands slumpedly, and threw away his bloody heart like a shoe:

"I'm not crazy, I'm Chaos, and I'm a good guy.

I shut down for thousands of years, and I knew it was wrong.

I have corrected all the bad habits.

You see, I didn't even eat it. "

He squatted next to Wang Cheng's corpse, talking to himself constantly, his face full of expectations for others' praise, but the small courtyard was silent, and even the flowers in the garden did not dare to compete for spring, and quietly raised his head.

"Well, Zhao Wujiang is also a good person, he is committed.

I'm going to find him right now.

I want to prove that you lied to me so that you will die innocently.

Yup.
Yes, exactly"

Chaos stood up leisurely, his long black hair turned into bright silvery white again, he grinned, the sky was bright at this moment, he was like a handsome young man.

(End of this chapter)