Long Aotian became popular overnight after wearing a sick and weak white moonlight

"You want me to kill Rong Fei?"

Zhou Heng was surprised.

Feng Ling couldn't believe it.

Although up to now, they have only had contact with a few of Rongfei's harem, they have been able to see that almost all of Rongfei's harem love Rongfei deeply and are willing to die for him. As it should be.

Now, a woman appeared out of nowhere and wanted them to kill Rong Fei——

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know."

"Not out of anger?"

"I am an adult who has lived for hundreds of years, and I know exactly what I am talking about."

"then you--"

Feng Ling tried to think carefully about the words.

Zhou Heng asked directly: "Why did you take the initiative to cooperate with us? Is it because of love?"

"I never loved him! I always hated him!"

"Then you still-"

"Because I have nowhere else to go."

Speaking of this, the woman's eyes were full of tears: "As early as 300 years ago, I had nowhere to go, and now I am even more... I admit that I am shameless, and I actually accept charity from the enemy in order to survive, but I ...I...I can't kill him and I have nowhere to go...I..."

"So you put your hopes on us? Hope we can help you solve this problem?"

"Correct!"

The woman nodded decisively: "Maybe this is a wrong decision, but I don't have a better choice."

"This one……"

Zhou Heng thought for a while, and said to the woman, "I accept your invitation."

"really?"

The woman showed a happy expression.

Zhou Heng: "What's your name?"

"me……"

"Any name is fine, even a temporary one is fine. A name is an important sign that distinguishes a person from other people."

"But I... I don't have a name... I... I..."

Confusion flickered in the woman's eyes: "A long time ago, I had a name that belonged to me, but since I accepted Rong Fei's charity and became Rong Fei's woman, I lost my name. Now I am just...is... me!"

The memory overwhelmed the woman's brain. She covered her head with her hands and let out a heart-wrenching exclamation.

To the surprise of Zhou Heng and others, when the woman who volunteered to ask Zhou Heng to kill Rong Fei was suffering because of her memories, the other women who had vowed that they would never betray Rong Fei did not show gloating expressions. Some women even showed unbearable sadness on their faces, while others shed hurtful tears.

Could it be that--

"Master, I suspect that these women don't love Rong Fei that much."

The three-headed dog secretly reminded Zhou Heng: "If they really love Rongfei, why did they all remain silent when this woman jumped out to ask her master to help kill Rongfei, and now—"

"Ananda, I agree with Dahei in this wave."

Hai Dazhuang also kept nodding.

Zhou Heng, who already had a similar idea, listened quietly, his eyes passing over everyone present.

On the faces of these women, he saw pain and numbness, and some women's expressions were sad and slightly desperate.

they--

Do you really love Rongfei?

Or, they were all...

Everyone who vaguely felt the truth felt horrified.

At this time, the splitting headache of the woman who invited Zhou Heng and others to kill Rong Fei finally ended temporarily.

The severe pain caused her beautiful face to be divided by the bulging veins, making it hideous and terrifying, and her white and smooth hands also became dry and dull in a very short period of time.

She raised her head and looked at Zhou Heng and the others sadly: "If we don't obey Rong Fei's advice, this is the price. We are different from them, completely different."

"You? They?"

"Yes, we, they."

The woman nodded sadly, and said: "I know that the outside world likes to call us Rongfei's harem, thinking that we are a group of brainless women who voluntarily gave up their personality in order to love Rongfei. This is not the case. We are indeed his women, but Just like there are levels in the harem, our status here is also uneven. Some are noble and some are humble, some have everything and some are lingering. Most of us who live here are... are..."

"But they just—"

"Because we have no choice, if we want to live in a youthful and beautiful form, we must convince Rong Fei that we love him as always, that we have... already..."

"do not love?"

"I don't know," said the woman, "a lie repeated ten thousand times may actually become the truth."

"I see."

Zhou Heng lowered his eyes.

The woman's confession made him feel very heavy.

Monogamy, one wife, and one concubine may have eccentric situations such as uneven distribution of resources, favoring concubines and destroying wives, let alone this harem with hundreds of women in captivity?

The so-called harem harmony has always been the self-righteousness of those with vested interests.

"In that case..."

"Are you going to reject me?"

The woman looked terrified.

Zhou Heng: "Even without your invitation, I would kill Rongfei. Since you offered to assist, why should I refuse?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you?"

"Not afraid."

"why?"

"Because I have enough strength, even if it is a scam, I still have the ability to reverse the situation."

"you--"

The woman's expression was suddenly subtle.

Feng Ling couldn't help worrying, and pressed Zhou Heng's ear: "Anada, are you sure—"

"Give you!"

The woman took out a piece of paper from behind: "This is a map of the harem drawn by me. Important barriers and traps are also marked on the map."

"Thank you."

Zhou Heng calmly took the map provided by the woman, glanced at it, and then turned and left with Feng Ling and others.

The woman stood there watching them, a subtle expression flashed in her eyes that even she didn't know whether it was sadness or joy.

……

After leaving the sight of the women, Feng Ling finally couldn't hold back: "Ananda, do you believe that what this woman said is true? Could the map she gave us be..."

"It's [-]% likely that she is lying to us."

"Then you still-"

"They didn't hesitate to attack Rongfei in order to deceive us. If we don't accept it, wouldn't their efforts be in vain?"

"This one……"

Feng Ling couldn't understand.

Zhou Heng then opened the map given by the woman, pointed to the countless red dots specially marked on it representing dangers and traps, and said, "Although the map is definitely tricky, it's better to have a map than to have nothing, isn't it?"

"Is my IQ insufficient? Why do I feel—"

"Pay attention here."

Zhou Heng pointed out a point on the map: "This place looks very abnormal."

"There is water in front and mountains in the back, and it looks like a place to keep important things."

The three-headed dog also leaned over its head: "Wow! The structure of this place looks so familiar! It seems..."

"Like what?"

"Like Like……"

The three-headed dog couldn't remember for a while.

On the contrary, Hai Dazhuang in the form of a bat stared at the map for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Isn't this a Mongolian camp!"

"A Mongol camp?"

When Zhou Heng heard this word for the first time, he inevitably showed a surprised expression.

Hai Dazhuang explained: "In the heyday of Mongolia, it almost hit the Rhine River, although it eventually retreated due to force majeure. As a descendant of a Central European lord who was once threatened by Mongolian cavalry, I have accepted the defense and history related to the Mongols since I was a child. Teaching, you can tell the beauty with certainty that the structure of this whole block obviously imitates the tent distribution structure of the Mongolian army."

Speaking of this, Hai Dazhuang stretched out his wings and pointed to the center: "In the tent distribution structure of the Mongolian army, this is the camp of the general."

"In other words, this is where Rong Fei placed the most important things in the harem."

Zhou Heng's expression became more serious.

Feng Ling even muttered to himself: "What does Rong Fei care about the most? Himself? Or the elixir of life? Or some fairy who couldn't ask for it?"

"The last one is basically impossible," Zhou Heng said, "With the blessing of Long Aotian's halo, he can easily get all the women he wants."

"Then it's just him and the elixir."

Feng Ling couldn't help getting excited, and said eagerly, "Anada, I think we should rush in in one go! Solve all problems with strength!"

"I support!"

The three-headed dog raised its paw.

Hai Dazhuang couldn't hide his excitement, and said enthusiastically: "The blood of the immortal can make me stronger!"

"What do you want stronger power for? To overwhelm your fiancée, who wears women's clothing? No, in terms of bloodline level, he is your father."

Feng Ling didn't miss any chance to attack his rival, he was an old hermaphrodite with a single mouth.

Fortunately, Hai Dazhuang is also a well-tested master of yin and yang. Hearing this, not only was he not angry, but he also showed a bright smile: "So you hate the next thing? That's a pity! I can't help but start to wonder how much you have feelings for the beauty." yes--"

"You want to sow discord!"

Feng Ling decisively interrupted Hai Dazhuang's words, raised his head, and looked at Zhou Heng seriously and attentively: "Anada, do you believe his nonsense?"

"What do you say?"

"..."

Feng Ling didn't dare to answer casually.

Zhou Heng put away the map and said: "The most urgent thing is to solve Rongfei and his elixir, and the rest will be discussed after the matter is over."

"Anada is absolutely right."

Feng Ling nodded repeatedly.

Hai Dazhuang couldn't see this guy's chameleon problem, and tried to tear off his hypocritical mask with one paw——

"What are you doing! Gentlemen don't move their hands but don't speak~"

While talking, Feng Ling slipped to Zhou Heng's side, and affectionately held Zhou Heng's hand: "Ananda~"

"What?"

"After Rongfei is resolved, shall we hold a wedding? The quotations of the top ten wedding companies in the world are all on my office desk, next to the details of the top [-] honeymoon resorts."

"You~"

Zhou Heng tapped Feng Ling's forehead speechlessly.

Feng Ling exaggeratedly covered his forehead, with a smug smile on his face: "Anada, you play me as a tacit consent, right?"

The author has something to say: I finally saw the latest update (300 million+) of the ghost writing article I mentioned a few days ago. In this sense), the later author said that the protagonist is a ghost with only the memory and thoughts of the hero. The relationship with the male protagonist is also interesting

Rong Fei is about to hang up~

Everyone is anxious to send some white chrysanthemums to Rongfei~ leave a message and send a red envelope~~