This Game is Not Easy

"Okay... Please go out first, senior brother, I need to be alone."

"Then I'll go out...call me if you have anything."

creak.

With the door closed.

Wen Xin was the only one left in the room.

Different from the previous calm response.

It was as if she had changed.

He wrapped his arms around his body, shivering, lowered his head in inferiority, and looked at the ground.

"Why did I get such a powerful character..."

"Such a copy identity..."

"I don't deserve..."

…

Lingmei door.

A metal flying pigeon quickly flew into the window of the head room.

He slammed into the fire pit in the room for refining medicine.

Bang.

Flying pigeons turned into sparks all over the sky.

A line of text was formed in an orderly manner in mid-air, and then quickly disappeared.

The head raised his eyelids casually and glanced at it.

But in the next moment, his expression suddenly froze.

"Actually... not dead?"

Use the secret order method to induce warm-hearted alienation and plant the seeds of the mission.

Cooperating with Suozhuang's Tie Suo side, even if there is a heavy voice to protect him, he should be able to kill this son!

In the end... what went wrong?

From the very beginning, the Sect Master did not expect the weirdness in the mission to have a substantial impact on Fang Yi.

After all, with the protection of the elder brother, it is impossible for Fang Yi to die in the mission.

Only the secret hand he sent out can really kill this son.

In his calculations, the chance of this child surviving is almost zero.

The result is...

"Forget it, this is a serial plot, and I'm afraid you won't be able to escape!"

Take out an iron bead from the scroll and throw it into the fire pit.

Use your fingers to make a pen, and draw a few strokes.

The iron bead thrown into the fire pit, like a phoenix reborn from ashes, soared into the sky, took the sparks, circled the room twice, and sprinted towards the window.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the sight of the sect master.

"Elder Suozhuang Jiu died tragically on the street, but the murderer is still at large. This matter needs Suozhuang's action, and this matter also needs an explanation from our decent commander, Lingmeimen. But... the matter of explanation is the next one. , is not available for the time being.”

The head murmured to himself, showing a cold smile.

"Since I took this position, the people in the world who can coerce me and benefit from me are all three feet tall!"

For another piece of information in the intelligence, the Sect Master doesn't really care.

Re-chanting with a warm heart to return to the martial art to treat alienation? That's what I did, and it's naturally easy to suppress it back. Coupled with the hands and feet I've done, I don't know that it's my task to warm my heart.

When that little minute dies, everything is perfectly resolved.

Just when the sect master felt that he had not missed anything, the door of the room was suddenly slammed open.

The trusted disciple knelt down and reported in a loud voice: "Sect Master, something is bad! Senior Brother Huang Lou died tragically in Senior Sister Yun's boudoir, and his clothes were disheveled. Senior Sister Yun's head is mysteriously missing, and his whereabouts are unknown!"

what! ?

The sect master's pupils shrank suddenly, as if struck by lightning, he almost became unsteady.

When he came back to his senses, he roared and roared: "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun... Who was Xiaoyun kidnapped! Call the elders for me! I'll let him stay in Xiaoyun's boudoir day and night until I find the recovery boy. The method of the cloud body, why does this still happen! He needs to give me an explanation!"

"Yes Yes!"

The trusted disciple had never seen the sect master show such a rude appearance before, he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat, stood up at a loss, and hurriedly retreated.

When the trusted disciple left, the sect master became a little more awake, and with a jump, the person had already vacated the sky and went straight to Senior Sister Yun's boudoir.

…

Suozhuang, the roof of the main hall.

Xiaowen stands on the highest peak of Suozhuang, watching the play...

"Lonely, like snow!"

He was lost in thought.

What is it, let Brother Hei grab a blood in front of him again and again?

What is it that makes Brother Hei so frantic to take the lead?

What is it that makes Brother Hei so outstanding and so dazzling?

It's because of me!

I put too much pressure on Brother Hei, he was too difficult.

If I don't work hard to win a blood, I will be covered by my demeanor and become an ordinary team captain, unable to convince the public.

I'm... so empathetic.

Brother Hei, whoever knows you, me too!

Xiaowen was so immersed in his great achievements that he didn't realize that there was a woman behind him who was struggling to climb up the roof.

"Hey...hey...huhu..."

When Meng Er finally climbed to the roof, he immediately lay tired on the bricks, panting, his voice was seductive, and his eyes glanced in the direction of Xiaowen.

Unfortunately, the latter was indifferent, even as if he hadn't noticed her coming up.

Brother Qing has been so indifferent to me recently... It really seems like a different person... But as long as it's brother Qing, no matter what he becomes, I like it!

Meng Er, as the great elder of Suozhuang, although he was lifted up by everyone, he still has some strength.

Not even on the roof, are tired like this.

Just want to make a weak state, want to attract Xiaowen's attention.

Too bad the plan failed.

Fortunately, she wasn't annoyed, she was really determined to Xiaowen.

Playfully turning his eyes, he touched it lightly.

When he came behind Xiaowen ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiaowen's small hands directly covered Xiaowen's eyes.

"Guess who I am?"

"lonely."

"Ah? Who is Lonely?"

"It's loneliness that hinders me. In this world, why is there no opponent that matches me who can let me give it my all? The evil loneliness, you hurt me so hard, so I can't play my due role. Strength!"

"Qing, brother Qing, are you alright, it's me, Meng Er... not lonely..."

Xiaowen doesn't care about her.

As if nothing was wrong, he peeled off Meng Er's two small hands that stuck to his eyes, and stood up with a straight face.

"I've decided, I want to do a big thing, to overshadow Brother Hei's demeanor again! In this way, Brother Hei will send me the message of competition in vain!"

Seeing such a small article of his own way, Meng Er was a little confused, so... Who the **** is Brother Hei... We Suozhuang, it seems that there is no such person.

While depressed, a servant suddenly came hurriedly below.

"Report - big, the big thing is bad! The owner of the village, the ninth elder was killed, and he died tragically at the gate of the [Guangyou City] city. "

"what?!"

Meng Er's pupils shrank, her face turned pale with fright, and she almost fainted.

The ninth elder... The ninth elder who was unparalleled in strength, had a domineering personality, and was extremely protective of his shortcomings, actually died? !

He died so miserably, he was beheaded for public display!

who is it! Who did this evil!

Meng Er has always regarded the people of [Suozhuang] as family.

Although the nine elders usually have her eyes on her, she understands that this is all for her, and she is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Unexpectedly, this accident happened suddenly!

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