Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 258 The Upright Young Man Qingzhu 19
"Now the matter is very clear." Wen Chun turned around and sat casually on a chair nearby.

The chairs are clean and the table is also clean.

At first glance, it looks like the kind that is often cleaned.

Wen Chun looked at her still clean fingertips, lost in thought, and didn't come back to her senses until she heard Meimei's call.

"What's wrong?" Wen Chun propped his chin with one hand and raised his eyes slightly.

"Master, aren't we really helpless?" Mei Mei looked worried, her face full of nervousness.

"No way?" Wen Chun raised his eyebrows, got up, and turned to look at the only passage.

"Isn't this..."

This room has two walls and a door on one side.

And the only remaining side is a dark passage.

I don't know where it leads, but there is no doubt that the inside is absolutely extremely dangerous.

Martial arts practitioners are mostly people with a keen sense of smell, and the bloody smell faintly coming from which passageway tells Wen Chun how dangerous they are inside.

"But that's where the fat guy wants to trick us." Meili pointed at the dark road and said anxiously.

"Master, we can't go in."

Wen Chun looked at the road, and after a long while said quietly: "If you don't go here, where are you going?"

"Then, that can't go..."

"No, we have to go." Wen Chun said lightly, "If the other party really wants to trap us to death, then it should use the black iron on all sides."

"But since we have left this way now, we don't want to kill us."

Wen Chun touched his chin and turned his head slightly: "In other words, the other party doesn't want to kill us directly."

"This road should be the only way to survive."

"Leader, I'll go." Mei Mei said, with a look of death on her face.

"No," Wen Chun shook his head, rejecting Meijing's proposal, "I should go here."

"Why!" Meijing exclaimed, "Master, you can't put yourself in danger!"

"Is there a better candidate than me?" Wen Chun looked at Meijing, and then at the passage, "I'm the most suitable person."

"Master..." Jingmei was about to say something, but was interrupted by Wen Chun.

"You wait here for me."

Wen Chun put down a word, and then stepped forward.

"Stay obediently."

Meimei, who was about to catch up just now, stopped, staring blankly at the dark passage, watching Wen Chun's fiery red back being slowly swallowed by the darkness.

Little by little, the fiery red color disappeared until it disappeared.

Meijing stood at the door, praying silently.

He just waited for one day, just this day!
If the leader has not come out after a day, he will rush in no matter what.

Babyface was sitting under an elegant pavilion at this time.

Sitting on the stone bench.

He propped his elbows on the stone table, and propped his face with both hands, squeezing the flesh on his face into a heap.

A distorted fleshy face seemed somewhat cute for no reason.

It's just that this lovely fleshy face is full of melancholy.

He sighed from time to time.

Frowning tightly, very melancholy...

Suddenly, the baby face's ears moved slightly, and then, as if it was a different person, it suddenly sat up straight.

Then very calmly stroked the folds on the robe caused by the action just now.

There was no melancholy on the fleshy face.

Even the genial smile that had been there just now was gone.

On the contrary, it has become a little serious, and even has the air of a condescending superior.

A fat face became serious and majestic.

Then the figure of the person farther away slowly appeared, walking towards the baby face.

After a while, this person has arrived.

As soon as he arrived at the pavilion where the baby face was, he knelt down on one knee and saluted first.

"Get up." A cold voice came from the baby's face.

When the man heard this, he said: "Yes, Master."

Then I got up.

The man was of medium height, not handsome.

You can tell at a glance that you are not from this small restaurant.

If this person could run this small restaurant, I'm afraid the place would go bankrupt.

Of course, this baby face obviously didn't intend to make the other party a cash cow for soliciting money, but just a subordinate.

"Master," the man lowered his head slightly, "this subordinate has already found out the identities of these two people."

"One is the confidant of the leader of the Holy Light Cult."

"What about the other one?" The baby face frowned impatiently. Of course he knew that the one with the cinnabar on his forehead was the leader's confidant.

He already knew this.

What he wanted to know was the identity of the man in red.

What he wanted to know was who this red-clothed man was who upset him.

Instead of listening to what the other party says here, he knows all the nonsense.

"Another one," the man lowered his head, his tone a little apprehensive, "This other one, my subordinates haven't found out yet."

"Huh?" There was a slight nasal sound, but it carried an obvious sense of danger.

"Subordinates, subordinates..." The man said hurriedly, and he didn't know if he was too hasty, which caused him to talk incoherently.

But Babyface still heard what the other party said clearly.

Almost as he guessed.

The one with the cinnabar on the forehead is called beautiful scenery, and it is said that the one with the tear mole at the corner of the eye is called good time.

He hadn't seen that good day, but he had seen the portrait, but he hadn't seen the real person.

The beauty of this beautiful day is the confidant of the leader of the Holy Light Cult.

In other words, in this Holy Light Cult, the status of the beautiful scenery on a good day is second only to the leader.

But the man in red he saw today was treated respectfully by Meimei.

So, that man should have a higher status than Mei Mei.

And the only one who can have a higher status than Meimei is the leader of the Holy Light Cult.

only……

The baby-faced round eyes narrowed slightly, and his brain was working rapidly.

The leader of the Holy Light Cult is a woman...

The one in red is a man...

And this man has a higher status than Meijing.

In the Holy Light Religion, only the leader has a higher status than Meimei...

That is to say...

Babyface waved his hand to signal the subordinate to back down.

His fingers tapped the stone table lightly.

"That man is the leader of the Holy Light Sect..." Babyface slowly spit out a sentence from his mouth.

Then the whole person felt a little relaxed.

In other words, it should be a complex emotion accompanied by relief and inexplicable loss.

It is said that the master of the Holy Light Sect has so much magic power that it would eat up a child in a day.

If you don't eat it, you will go crazy and kill people.

If you want to regain your sanity, you have to kill 100 people.

The baby face suddenly smiled and shook his head, this rumor really cannot be trusted.

This leader is obviously a person who is like a banished fairy...

The smile of the man in red before entering again, and the indistinguishable yet extremely seductive voice came to mind again...

The baby face with baby fat turned red with a bang.

(End of this chapter)