The correct strategy for the master of the world

The pressure, the unimaginable pressure was directly on the young man. At that moment, he felt that what he stood in front of him was not a person, but a mountain, a towering mountain that made him have no desire to fight at all.

That kind of aura is too cold, as cold as if the sky has not melted into snow for ten thousand years, and it is so majestic that it chooses to devour people.

Cold sweat trickled down the young man's forehead bit by bit, but he still pretended to be calm, with a calm smile on his face: "It looks like, sir, there are times when he can't count."

Wen Renxi's expression darkened terribly, and his hand holding the sword unconsciously burst out with veins.

"Say it." He spoke very slowly, almost slurring each word, "Mrs. Gongsun is not dead."

It was a murderous tone, the medicine juice was still hot for a few seconds, but now it was so cold that it hit the young man's throat, as if it wanted to freeze his blood as well.

The young man subconsciously wanted to retreat, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have underestimated this man too much.

The stupidity of the Kunlun disciples has always been based on their absolute strength.

How can the Kunlun disciples who have learned from ancient and modern times be really stupid, but they are willing to believe more three points and doubt two points less, that's all.

In the young man's eyes, a light red color began to appear, and Wen Renxi keenly heard his incessantly heavy breathing.

The young man swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, forcefully suppressed the excitement in his body, and said, "Don't you think that a smart woman like Mrs. Gongsun died too easily?"

Wen Renxi was silent.

Aunt Gongsun died a little too easily, and the simplicity of the process made him a little unbelievable.

The hand wrapped in the sleeve robe pinched twice, but the fate of Mrs. Gongsun was still a deadlock after calculation—as if he had calculated it countless times.

The young man's eyes moved slightly, noticing the almost imperceptible small movements of his hands, and said: "Don't you know, Mrs. Gongsun can die, but others can live?"

In his voice, there was an excellent tremor concealed.

Wen Renxi paused, and tapped his finger. This time, he was not counting the fate of Aunt Gongsun, but the fate of the red shoes.

This organization headed by Aunt Gongsun is absolutely indispensable for Aunt Gongsun.

Seeing Wen Renxi's expression, the young man knew that Wen Renxi must have got the result, and this must be a result he wanted, but Wen Renxi didn't want it.

The cold air that hit his throat dissipated, and he watched the sword that was condensed from the medicine turn into liquid again, as if he had consciously flowed back into the bowl on the table.

Wen Renxi walked over with a blank expression, picked up the medicine, turned and left.

The phrase "Talk in detail at night" seems to have melted into the air, gradually disappearing with the flying dust.

The young man didn't move, just stood there watching Wen Renxi's figure leave.

Gently touching his throat, there seemed to be traces of cold air remaining there, Wen Renxi's strength was well controlled, he didn't even break the skin at all, but he felt that something was pierced by that sword up.

The young man's Adam's apple slid up and down, and his body began to tremble violently.

After taking a few breaths, he somehow still remembered that this was not a suitable place. At this time, his face was frighteningly red, spreading all the way down his neck. It is even conceivable that his whole body must also be as red as a dog. Cooked shrimp.

Suddenly, the young man suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself a few times, barely regaining a little clarity in his red and lax eyes.

Pulling off his collar and staggering, the young man left the house and walked all the way.

Even in this situation, his footsteps are still strong, and his back is straight.

His qinggong was surprisingly fast, but he disappeared in an instant.

Wen Renxi took two steps forward and stopped.

"You heard me," he said.

An interrogative sentence, but it speaks the tone of a declarative sentence.

In front of him, Lu Xiaofeng was leaning against the wall with a grass in his mouth, looking sluggish.

"If you want me to hear it, I will hear it." Hearing Wen Renxi's words, he stood up slightly and said in a relaxed tone.

"Then what if I want you not to hear?" Wen Renxi asked calmly, his expression unchanged.

"Then today, Lu Xiaofeng has never been here before." Lu Xiaofeng said.

His expression was still lazy, and his tone was a little careless, but Wen Renxi knew that since he said so, he would definitely do so.

But why bother, you have to draw a clear and clear boundary with him.

So he stared at Lu Xiaofeng for a while, and said: "This person's picture is not small."

Lu Xiaofeng's back, which was originally quite straight, bent down again, and he leaned against the wall in a straight shape: "If he didn't have great ambitions, why would he come to you."

Although he still had a casual look on his face, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the boulder that had been hanging faintly above his head finally fell to the ground.

To a certain extent, he was still very grateful to this young man who didn't know his background. If it wasn't for his intrusion, he might not be able to touch the boundaries of Wen Renxi towards him.

I'm afraid that he can't detect his ambiguous thoughts so quickly.

What is Wen Renxi to him?

In the beginning, he was a master of unknown origin, a friend he could make friends with, but after all, he was not as important as Huamanlou in his heart, so when Huamanlou was in trouble, he did not hesitate to give up helping Wenrenxi find her. People, go to check the Jinpeng dynasty.

But watching him run around for news that he didn't know the truth or falsehood, and returned drunk after getting nothing.People are not grass, how can he not be moved.

From then on, he took this matter a little more seriously.

Therefore, even if he and Aunt Gongsun became friends by chance, he could still face the fact that one of them died calmly.

After that came the Nanwang Rebellion, but in just a few days, it was like a sea of ​​water.

Wen Renxi's life experience and Gu's poison were heavily added to Wen Renxi's body. The man was pitifully emaciated, but his back was straight.

Even if he fell down, he was still calm and calm.

He once heard that person talk about the beautiful scenery of Kunlun, his tone was indifferent, and his body was scattered.He once watched that person playing the piano from a distance, and the sound of the piano seemed to be like snow falling all over the garden.He also saw that person with a thousand cups of fine wine, no longer clear and clear, with blue shirt and wide sleeves, singing while beating the pot, his voice was full of bitterness and confusion.

At any time, that person's eyes seemed to be filled with endless wind and frost.

Only when he said with a smile that he believed it, the ice and snow in his eyes melted, leaving behind a full court.

At that moment, Lu Xiaofeng felt a severe pain in his heart, as if the Gu worm had come out of his body, and it hurt him every time.

He has never had such a strong desire to save someone's life, and the inner desire is so strong that he finds it inconceivable.

Looking at that person's sleeping face in the palace, he knew that he had crossed the boundary, the boundary of friends, so, is it a bosom friend?

The fellow who was born on that road, his heart was strangely agitated, and he mocked his self-deception. He had already stepped on the boundary of his confidant, and accidentally touched a certain area that made him uneasy.

The children of the world are always informal, if you see the right one, there is no need to be afraid of sex, if you have your sleeves cut off, if you share your peaches, there is no shortage of friends around Lu Xiaofeng.

What he was afraid of was not the fact that he was emotional with a man, but that the emotion came too fast and too strong.

When that person frowns, his heart will ache; when that person smiles, he will be happy; if that person is indifferent, he will be sad and unable to guess his thoughts.

Lu Xiaofeng, who has always been unrestrained, unexpectedly became a mother-in-law this time, and hesitated.

But just now, he suddenly absorbed endless courage from Wen Renxi's body and his words, and that kind of courage filled his whole body, dispelling all the uncertainties in his heart.

"Wenren." He heard himself ask, "I've already thought about it, my second request."

Yes, of the three things that Wenren Xi promised him, the second was already in his heart, ready to come out.

The author has something to say: complete QAQ

Little angels, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the stupid author didn't complete it as expected

forgive me 5555

The university just started and I was so busy that I was about to go crazy. I thought about code words several times, but I was called away without writing two words after turning on the computer.

It will stabilize a bit after about two to three weeks

However, the daily update will be more difficult, and it can only be guaranteed on holidays, such as the upcoming National Day update, which is usually two to three times a week. If possible, there will be more

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