The correct strategy for the master of the world

The author has something to say: Kawen has improved, but the speed is still very slow, so let’s do it today, the stupid author is sleepy, and there are bugs and typos to be fixed tomorrow.

Hmm...don't forget to give Lu Xiaoji some wax.

good night little angels

For Wen Renxi and Ximen Chuuxue, life is actually quite boring.

Especially in places like the underground, day and night cannot be distinguished.

Sometimes, the chaotic ones don't even know how long they have stayed.

The so-called Jia Baoyu was actually Yu Tianbao who would come here to wander around and share information.

But compared to Wen Renxi who knew his true identity and treated him indifferently, Yu Tianbao was more keen to trouble Ximen Chuuxue.

After getting along for a long time, Yu Tianbao couldn't help but worry. With Ximen Chuuxue's temperament, can he really be the leader of the Demon Cult?

Zuo Hufa robbed the women of the people, forced them into prostitution, and killed them.

The right protector killed innocent people indiscriminately, killed.

The Great Elder thought that the sword was a murder weapon, so he changed it if he wanted, and killed him.

Sorry, the picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to look at it.

What's more, among the forces affiliated with the Western Devil's Cult, there are really not many with a clean foundation.

His whole body is covered with bright attributes, his alignment is righteous, his strength is at full level, and his interpersonal communication is low. Can Ximen Chuuxue really be able to do the job of the leader of the Demon Cult?

Yu Tianbao calculated the possibility, covering his face in despair.

He realized in an instant why Yu Luocha didn't kill him, and if he didn't do his own work, the demon sect would go bankrupt in minutes with Ximen Chuuxue's personality, okay?

So Yu Luocha put so much effort into cultivating her adopted son because she expected this day?

Of course, his thinking like this does not mean that Ximen Chuuxue's ability is not good. On the contrary, as a thriving person who can take care of Wanmei Villa, Yu Tianbao has to admit that Ximen Chuuxue's ability can be said to be quite outstanding.

But let’s do a little science first. The main source of income for the Demon Cult of the Western Regions is the trade cuts from the major chambers of commerce, various human life transactions manipulated underground, taxes from various small countries controlled behind the scenes, and information on prostitutes, etc.

All in all, more than [-]% of the Devil's Cult's business is half-footed in the gray area, and there are even many black areas.

And the leader of the devil's religion must be good at balancing the power of various countries, dealing with all kinds of troubles, big and small, and he has to be careful of the elder guardians who have their own ghosts.

At least it is like this now, it is estimated that Yu Luosha will be much better after cleaning up the interior.

but!

These are obviously inconsistent with Ximen Chuuxue's painting style, okay?

For a peerless swordsman to do such a thing, even Yu Tianbao felt a little wronged.

While lighting a row of candles for Yu Luosha in his heart, Yu Tianbao revised his plan.

He originally planned to run away after completing this vote and leave the Demon Cult from then on, but now it seems that he should stay for a while.

After all, to deal with a wayward leader and a sword-crazy young leader, the congregants are a little too pitiful.

Let me just say it first, it's not like he's out of emotion and soft-hearted!

Absolutely not!

As for Wen Renxi...

For some reason, every time Yu Tianbao faced him, he felt chills, as if he had been seen through.

As time goes by, I am not very willing to join him.

In this subterranean world, when there are no candles in the house, it is usually very dark.

Yu Tianbao looked at the unlit Wen Renxi's room, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Who?" asked the man inside.

"It's me!" he said.

The door opened, and Wen Renxi's white hair was uncommonly loose, leaning against the door with a smile that was not a smile, exuding a lazy charm.

"What's the matter?" His voice was hoarse and tired.

Probably just heard that Renxi was still sleeping.Thinking of this, Yu Tianbao said: "Today, Ximen and I can take out the flowers in the yard to bask in the sun, do you want to go together?"

Yu Tianbao is the only person who can go out on his own regularly in the underground. Although he can only stay at the entrance and exit and be monitored by the guards at any time, it is also very nice to be able to bask in the sun.

Wen Renxi smiled, took out a white silk ribbon from his cuff, handed it to Yu Tianbao, and said, "I won't go, help me tie this ribbon on the flowers."

"Huh?" Yu Tianbao took the cloth in doubt.

"I have my own uses." Wen Renxi said.

"Are you really not going?" Yu Tianbao asked, his eyes widened and his tone raised a little.

"How old is it and still startled like a child." Wen Renxi raised his hand gracefully to cover up his yawn, and said, "Just go with Ximen."

His tone was very casual, with a touch of fatigue.

"Oh..." Yu Tianbao nodded, turned around and ran out of the yard quickly.

Wen Renxi leaned against the door and shook his head helplessly.

This posture of saying that the wind is the rain really couldn't be more like a child.

Thinking of this, he heard brisk footsteps approaching, and saw Yu Tianbao running back again, holding the courtyard door and shouting at him: "You have to have a good rest, go back to the room and sleep!"

Wen Renxi waved his hand and closed the door.

Yu Tianbao was a little embarrassed, blushed slightly, and ran away at a faster speed.

After hearing Yu Tianbao chirping outside the courtyard, the footsteps gradually faded away, Wen Renxi heaved a sigh of relief and fell down on the bed.

His body curled up slightly, trembling.

Fortunately, the room was dimly lit just now, Yu Tianbao didn't notice his pale and unusual face and forehead covered with cold sweat.

The Gu worms broke out again.

Over the past few days, the Gu worm's arrogance was getting better day by day, and it was like going crazy, digging into his heart veins.

He knew that Yu Tianbao always had a suspicious sense of disobedience, that he was out of tune with the world, but his body was so painful that he couldn't support him to carry out even the simplest divination.

That kind of pain, like someone pulling out your bone marrow alive, that kind of helplessness that clearly feels that your inside is full of devouring, biting and helpless, haunts him day after day.

Anyway, there is no cure, so why bother others.

With this thought in mind, Wen Renxi stubbornly forced himself to do nothing.

He is very clear that his current pain is because the Gu worms in his body are being ripened.

Rouge scalding is not a Gu that can bring pain at all. Its horror lies in the fact that it will invisibly make the victim lose his mind, until finally he is completely reduced to the puppet of the Gu insect.

It can be ripened, which means that what is in his body is just a child Gu, and if there is a child Gu, there must be a mother Gu.

Among the princes of Nan Wang, there must be someone who has the mother gu, and that person does not want him to live and participate in this matter.

It's a pity that he hasn't shown himself since the last time Nan Wang's son came, and he can't leave rashly in order not to scare the snake.

His intuition has always been accurate, so he can feel the growing death and ominousness surrounding him.

He has stepped into a dead end, an unsolvable dead end.

Now, I just hope that Lu Xiaofeng can have a tacit understanding with him and find him sooner, otherwise he will really die here in all likelihood.

Thinking about it like this, he lost consciousness.

For him, this was a happy thing, because it was so painful that he hadn't closed his eyes and rested for an unknowingly long time.

The room was silent and dark.

When Wen Renxi woke up again, the pain on his body seemed to be less, and there was a faint fragrance of medicine in the room.

A candle was burning quietly in the lampshade, revealing a dim yellow color.

Ximen Chuuxue was sitting by the bed and feeling his pulse.

"When I see you, you are always lying down." Wen Renxi laughed.

Although he doesn't want to trouble others, he also feels very warm when he is cared about.

"Your Gu has worsened again." Ximen Chuuxue said, he looked at Wen Renxi with a little anger written in his eyes.

It's amazing for me to be able to make Ximen Chuuxue express so many emotions.

I don't know if the medicine that Ximen Chuuxue gave him had an effect, Wen Renxi's pain didn't feel so bad, and he even had some leisure to think about it.

This kind of thing hurts, it hurts, it hurts, you just get used to it.

"How do you know?" he asked.

He felt that he should pretend to be pretty good.

"If you are fine, why would you lean against the door." Ximen Chuuxue said.

"You didn't see it, but you are sure."

"I didn't see it, but someone did."

"But he doesn't look that shrewd."

"It's because you don't look smart that you show your feet."

Wen Renxi was speechless.

Yu Tianbao has always been acting childish. Although he has some scheming, but they haven't known each other for a long time, and they won't see any flaws after thinking about it.

Seeing that it was him knocking on the door, he unconsciously relaxed.

Yu Tianbao said these insignificant words from Wen Renxi's courtyard, because he knew that with Wen Renxi's skill, he could hear clearly from such a small distance, while he lightly stroked Ximen Chuuxue's hand.

I heard that someone was ill.

Even after getting along for a short time, Yu Tianbao could tell that Wen Renxi was a man who almost carves elegance and etiquette into his bones. How could this kind of person allow himself to act like leaning on the door in front of someone he didn't know very well? Such a faux pas.

Unless he has to.

For example, his body can no longer support him to stand upright.

And his last yawn, under normal circumstances, he can guarantee that Wen Renxi would never yawn in front of others even if he was sleepy to death.

It was more like a hint that he was urging himself to leave.

Of course, he who doesn't know Wen Renxi's real condition is at most as far as feeling the wind and cold, and if he gloats a little, Ximen Chuixue, who knows Wen Renxi's body is poisoned, his face changes slightly, and he guesses that the condition of the poison in his body is getting worse .

Considering that the piece of ribbon that Wen Renxi handed over must have a purpose, Ximen Chuixue asked Yu Tianbao to move flowers to bask in the sun as originally planned.

He went to see Gu Wenrenxi by himself.

Yu Tianbao left without saying a word.

I don't know why, Yu Tianbao listened to his words very much recently, almost to the point of obeying.

It is impossible for him to guess that Yu Tianbao is adapting to the future life after he inherits the position of leader in advance.

After all, he hasn't even guessed Yu Tianbao's identity now, and he still calls people "Jia Baoyu" and "Jia Baoyu".

As expected, as soon as he opened the door of Wen Renxi's room, even though the room was extremely dark, he could immediately see Wen Renxi curled up on the bed unconscious, his clothes soaked in cold sweat.

Quickly feeling the pulse and boiling the medicine, pinching his nose and forcefully pouring it down for the man, Ximen Chuuxue said that this was the most hectic time since he was studying medicine.

"You guys still say bad things about me when I go to work, you really have no conscience." A brisk voice sounded from outside the door, and Yu Tianbao walked in.

He looked around the room and found that there was no vase in the room, so he sighed, touched a teacup and put the rose that he just cut in his hand.

He only brought a rose on the left and right, and he couldn't put it down completely.

"Send you a rose, recover soon." He said.

"Accept your good words." Wen Renxi replied with a smile.

"Oh." Yu Tianbao pulled the corner of his mouth unnaturally, and said, "By the way, your ribbon was snatched by the bird, sorry."

He said so, but in his heart he looked forward to Wen Renxi's disappointed expression.

In the end, Wen Renxi just smiled calmly: "It was for the bird to snatch it away."

"Why did you take it away?" Yu Tianbao asked.

Wen Renxi smiled and answered him with the classic words of the magic stick: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

Yu Tianbao suddenly puffed up his face in disappointment.

There was a smile in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

As for Lu Xiaofeng, he died of drunkenness in Ruanrouxiang not long ago.

In the best brothel in the capital, in the best room, the top Qing courtier danced lightly with her slender waist twisted, her brows and eyes full of affection.

The pipa girl who played the soundtrack is also charming and coquettish, singing softly to the tune, don't add a little bit of ambiguity.

Lu Xiaofeng lay on the couch.Fingers tap rhythmically on the armrest.There is also a beautiful maid waiting by her side.

Lu Xiaofeng only arrived in the capital yesterday, so naturally he wouldn't come to find flowers and ask Liu so soon.

This is because Lu Xiaofeng's good friend Li Yanbei is ready to clean up his good brother.

Then a ferocious hawk rushed in through the window, bit Lu Xiaofeng's pants and pulled them out, completely ignoring the terrified screams of the girls next to him.

"Hey! Wait!" Lu Xiaofeng yelled, pulling on his pants.

Ying, who used to be very human, didn't listen at all this time, and just kept pulling hard.

Mom, don't compare blindly when the situation is extremely urgent, Xiao Huzi.

Lu Xiaofeng tugged on his pants, trying to appease the obviously manic Eagle.

At least stop and let him figure out what happened before talking about anything else.

After a "hiss", Lu Xiaofeng's body stiffened.

His new pants were just torn.

Feeling the sudden loosening force from the other side, Ying was greatly encouraged, and threw Lu Xiaofeng out of the window, the whole bird jumped out, its powerful claws grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's collar, flapped its wings, and flew high.

However, so many things happened while he was slightly stunned. Seeing the scene below him getting lower and lower, Lu Xiaofeng thought for a while, and silently stretched out his hand to cover his crotch.

The pants are ripped and it's cold underneath.

Should I cover my face or my crotch?

Let's just hope no one looks up to the sky at this time.