Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 261 The Upright Young Man Qingzhu 22
"My Holy Light Envoy?"

Wen Chun smiled proudly at the baby's face, raised her eyebrows, and her face was full of playfulness.

The baby face blinked, his face was in disbelief.

In a daze.

It's a bit cute to have such an expression on a fleshy face...

It's just that the other party is obviously not cute.

I saw that baby face was stunned for a moment, then turned around and left, very simply.

There was no intention of communicating or greeting at all.

"Hey?" Wen Chun stretched out his hand, and blocked the baby's face with his closed fan.

"Don't rush away." Wen Chun added as if he couldn't see the sweat on the baby's face, "Shang Yu, wouldn't it be rude to see me?"

Babyface, that is, Holy Light Envoy, that is, Shang Yu in Wen Chun's mouth.

At this time, he was even drenched in cold sweat.

When he just saw Wen Chun, his first reaction was surprise.

Then there's the scare.

Then I wanted to run away.

It's just that as soon as he made a move, Wen Chun was unexpectedly faster.

Make later and make first.

Martial arts are unfathomable.

Shang Yu blinked, but squeezed out a flattering smile from his face.

"Hey hey..." He smiled and took a small step back.

He raised his hand and waved: "What a coincidence..."

Wen Chun tilted his head, took a step closer, and also smiled: "Unfortunately, I am looking for you."

Shang Yu's smiling face froze, and he was speechless in embarrassment.

Only his left leg was slightly withdrawn, but he just made a movement.

Then I heard the other party's playful voice: "Don't move, if you move again, I will cut off your leg~"

Shang Yu's movements froze, and he really didn't move at all.

He could tell that the other party was not joking.

He was really afraid that with one movement, half of his leg would be gone.

"Yeah, that's good." Wen Chun nodded, and gently lifted his chin with the fan in his hand.

Shang Yu struggled to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Ah, it's so ugly. Stop laughing." Wen Chun raised his eyebrows and said venomously.

Shang Yu's face froze, he was really crazy!

But he was still very obedient and put away the smile on his face.

"Yeah, how nice this is." Wen Chun looked around Shang Yu's face with a fan, and teased, "It's just a little fat, but it's still pretty."

Shang Yu: ...

He felt that it was really luck for the leader to live such a big life.

With just such a mouth, won't it be beaten!

"Finally, my Holy Light Messenger," Wen Chun smiled, "Tell me why you want to kill the person you sent here?"

"Teacher... the leader..." Shang Yu finally bowed his head.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads...

It's just that this "religion master" was called out unwillingly.

"Huh?" Wen Chun raised an eyebrow.

Shang Yu took a slight breath.

He even felt the cold touch from the fan on his neck.

He had no doubt that this exquisite fan would cut his throat in an instant, causing his blood to flow.

But he still refused to accept it.

"Can I ask, how did you get out?" Shang Yu asked, looking directly at the other party.

He was actually a little annoyed because he was too confident in the Ninth Tempering Room.

But he still doesn't believe that someone can pass the level all the way with his own strength.

He still thought that the other party came out in other ways.

For example, break through which weaker place in the house.

If it is broken like this, then he is not convinced.

Even if his life is now in the hands of the other party, he is still unconvinced!

"This?" Wen Chun's intentionally elongated voice whetted the appetite of the other party, "Why should I tell you?"

"You are just a disobedient Holy Light Messenger."

Shang Yu originally planned to listen to what the other party said, but when he felt the most anticipation, the other party unexpectedly said this.

He was so stubborn that he couldn't hold his breath.

But man, bend and stretch!
Be flexible with the situation you are facing.

So Shang Yu decided to give in!

"Teacher...leader..." Shang Yu said, feeling ashamed at the same time, "I...ah no...yes, subordinate, I want to know how you came out..."

Shang Yu, who finally finished speaking, breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at each other with great anticipation.

Wen Chun smiled with satisfaction, and took the fan back.

This weapon is aimed at the enemy, since the other party admits that he is her subordinate, she can no longer use this fan like this.

It's just that Shang Yu was momentarily stunned by Wen Chun's action of closing the fan.

Even with the sudden anger, she just felt that Wen Chun underestimated him.

Is it because the other party feels that the gap with him is too big, so they even accept this fan?

Wen Chun didn't know what the other party was thinking, but even if he knew, he would just sigh with emotion that the other party had a lot of imagination and it would be over.

"This seat will come out after passing eighteen levels." Wen Chun replied casually.

"Impossible!" Shang Yu yelled.

He knew that Jiu Quen Fang had eighteen levels, but how could the other party be so fast!
If Wen Chun made up a nonsense about the number of levels, I am afraid that Shang Yu would just sneer and act disdainful.

But when Wen Chun was really talking about the number of levels in Jiufangfang, Shang Yu screamed out.

Every level in the Nine Quenching Room is extremely sad.

It took him three days and three nights to come out with injuries all over his body.

Even he didn't fight this level hard.

He only used his rich mechanism knowledge to find out the subtle weaknesses, and followed that to pass the test with great difficulty.

So, the other party, how could the other party really just come out like this!
It only took a day's work...

Even, even unscathed...

This, how is this possible!

He doesn't believe it!

Wen Chun raised his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with some disdain in his voice: "It just takes a long time, nothing else is difficult."

Shang Yu looked over in disbelief as if struck by lightning.

The other party, Lihunhun in red, had a condescending look in his eyes, as if a fairy was looking at an ant.

He can see it.

The other party did not lie.

The other party's expression clearly told him that the other party disdain to lie.

Shang Yu smiled wryly, his fleshy face was full of disappointment.

"Hmph..." Meimei, who was listening on the side, snorted coldly and glanced at Shang Yu, "The leader would lie to you for such trivial matters! Stupid!"

Shang Yu lowered his head dejectedly.

It turns out that what he has always been proud of, the capital that he has always supported his pride, is just a trivial matter in the eyes of the other party...

He fell into self-doubt, and he felt that the preparations he had made before to set up his own family were just a joke...

Just like the Jiuchuangfang he is proud of is nothing more than a trivial matter in the eyes of the other party...

"Master..." Shang Yu called out again.

It's just different from the previous one.

This time he shouted, willingly.

　Do you want to see and see 100 million...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)