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Chapter 756: None of my business

It's not that Shen Fengshu is unkind or doesn't like beauties, it's just that Wu Moxiu's arrangement reminded Shen Fengshu of a certain historical story on earth.

Allusions about beauties persuading people to drink wine recorded in "Shishuoxinyu".

When Shi Chong, a powerful man in the Western Jin Dynasty, entertained guests, he would ask a beauty to persuade him to drink. If the guest did not drink the glass of wine, the beauty who persuaded him to drink would be killed on the spot, and then another beauty would be replaced to continue pouring the wine. If the guest did not drink, he would be killed again and again. , until the guests drink.

Therefore, almost all the guests will drink very drunk, for fear that if they drink slowly, they will harm the beauty who is pouring the wine.

There was only one person, Wang Dun, who was a good drinker, but he refused to drink at Shi Chong's house. Shi Chong killed three people in a row, but Wang Dun's face did not change, and he was unmoved. If he didn't drink, he wouldn't drink.

Others blamed Wang Dun, and Wang Dun said something very cold-blooded: "If he killed his own servant, what does it have to do with us?"

The current situation is so similar to the plot in that story? It's just that Shi Chong was replaced by Wu Moxiu, and Wang Dun was replaced by Shen Fengshu.

However, the behavior is similar, but the environment is very different.

What Shen Fengshu faced was that Wu Moxiu used this method to break the layout he insisted on.

For those who practice, some persistence is necessary, such as whether to turn to demons or blood essence, and whether to borrow human lives to practice.

Wu Moxiu's arrangement is very interesting, that is, he will give you a cruel situation and test it with the most ordinary way of drinking tea first.

Shen Fengshu firmly believed that it was normal tea and there would be no problems. Even if he drank it, there would be no harm.

However, from another aspect, if Shen Fengshu took pity on these beauties and drank this cup of tea, it means that his persistence is not worth mentioning in front of the lives of some beauties. Today, he can use the lives of beauties to give in. If you drink this cup of tea, tomorrow I will use the life of a beautiful woman to transform you into a cultivator with the devil's essence and blood.

Moral kidnapping!

Some things are always only the difference between the zeroth time and the countlessth time.

The thing seems to be a trivial matter, but the inner essence is an extremely cruel game.

Therefore, Shen Fengshu could only make a cold-blooded face. Fortunately, these beautiful demon cultivators were all Wu Moxiu's own people. In Wang Dun's words, Wu Moxiu killed his own servants and subordinates. Guan Chen Fengshu What's going on?

Wu Moxiu, a master who uses human life to cultivate, is much more ruthless than Shi Chong. Even a Nascent Soul-level beautiful monk is nothing more than expendable consumables in his eyes.

Shi Chong stopped beheading three beauties in a row. Wu Moxiu's quasi-sage butler had already beheaded ten beauties in a row and had no intention of stopping.

"The tea is cold, please change it to a hot one." Shen Fengshu had no intention of letting go. Instead, he ordered the quasi-sage butler: "Please change to hot tea before continuing."

When the eleventh beauty serving tea knelt in front of Shen Fengshu with despair in her eyes and a little bit of begging and hope, Shen Fengshu couldn't help but stretched out her hand again.

Gently wiping away the teardrop from the corner of the beautiful monk's eye, Shen Fengshu asked softly: "Why don't you resist? My cultivation level is obviously so much lower than yours."

It's normal to be unable to beat Wu Moxiu, but to say that they can't beat Shen Fengshu, I guess these beauties wouldn't think so, right?

The kneeling beautiful demon cultivator seemed to have heard some extremely terrifying words, and a look of horror appeared on her face. Her whole body started to tremble, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

Take action? You don’t even dare to move a finger, let alone take action.

Shen Fengshu sighed and shook his head: "This cultivation base is too low. Change it to one with a higher cultivation base."

In a word, the Nascent Soul female cultivator holding the tea almost cried with joy, but she still resisted throwing away the tea tray with great perseverance. She held it obediently and did not dare to move.

The replacement was very efficient, and a beautiful woman who was in the period of out-of-body experience was immediately replaced.

"Are you resisting?" Shen Fengshu looked at the new master who was panicking and asked with a smile: "My cultivation level is actually not high."

"Master, drink tea!" At this moment, the beauty in the out-of-body stage had nothing but panic in her eyes, and could only simply obey the order.

Shen Fengshu shook his head slightly and waited quietly.

The sword light flashed and the beautiful head flew up, but Shen Fengshu laughed.

It's not that Shen Fengshu is a pervert and likes to see beauties separated from their heads, but the waiting time this time is 30% longer than the previous time for Nascent Soul beauties.

The would-be saint butler hesitated when he took action.

"Change to someone with a higher level of cultivation." Shen Fengshu waited for the place to be cleaned up and replaced with a beauty holding a tea tray, and then said slowly.

If the out-of-body stage continues, it means you have become deficient.

"Do you want to try to take action?" Shen Fengshu said softly, looking at this beautiful woman who was already in the realm of refining but still kneeling in front of him, and even gave her some advice: "My cultivation level is not high, control me. It’s not difficult to force me to drink, right? Or kill me. It’s death anyway. If you kill me, you might still have a way to live. Even if you must die, at least you’ll have someone to support you.”

"It's useless." Unlike others, the woman in front of her looked like a master of physical training. She smiled and shook her head: "No one wants their soul to be tortured forever after death."

No wonder there are so many beautiful monks whose cultivation levels are several realms higher than mine and none of them dare to resist. It turns out there is such a saying.

It has to be said that a demon cultivator is a demon cultivator, and he will not let go even if he dies, which is really terrifying. In Shen Fengshu's eyes, death is not a big deal, but for them, it is just the beginning of the ordeal.

"Understood! Thank you." Shen Fengshu nodded and thanked, then smiled directly at the beauty of the quasi-sage housekeeper: "This cultivation level is not high enough. I think it is better to let the one with the highest cultivation level give it a try. Maybe I will I’m just thirsty.”

The one with the highest cultivation level? Besides the beautiful quasi-saint housekeeper in front of me, who else could be there?

The beautiful quasi-sage housekeeper obviously did not expect that Shen Fengshu would make such a move. She was stunned for a moment, and then walked over without hesitation and picked up the tea tray instead of the beauty who just made the void.

"Don't you want to give it a try?" Shen Fengshu's tone was gentler than ever before, and he asked the beautiful lady who was a quasi-sage housekeeper.

Attack Chen Fengshu? Or will his soul endure eternal torture? It is obvious that the quasi-saint beauty is struggling.

"I don't know." The quasi-saint beauty herself didn't know what to do, and she was a little confused for a moment.

"Even if you make a mistake, who else here can punish you?" Shen Fengshu asked with a smile: "If I don't drink, will you commit suicide?"

"Maybe!" The quasi-sage beauty seemed to have figured something out and replied calmly. Then she picked up the tea tray and said respectfully to Shen Fengshu: "Master, drink tea."

"If you don't have the courage to show your sword to a saint-level master, then your life will be over, and you will never have the possibility of becoming a saint." Shen Fengshu still reminded him gently, and then refused with a smile: " Thank you, I won’t drink.”

Nascent Soul masters may not have such high aspirations, but when they reach the quasi-saint level, are there really people who are willing to stop there, and then die in such a cowardly way that they don't even have the courage to take action against a junior Jin Dan?

It is said that he is attacking the junior Jindan, but in fact, the meaning behind it is to challenge the saint-level master. As Shen Fengshu said, a quasi-sage who does not even dare to use his sword against a saint-level master can only achieve so much.

The right to choose is placed in the hands of a beautiful lady who is a quasi-saint housekeeper. What choice will she make?

Sit back and wait for death? Or punish yourself and commit suicide just because of a cup of tea? Or rise up to resist, attack Shen Fengshu, and resist the superior saint-level master above your head?

Shen Fengshu was very curious about the choice of the beautiful lady who would be a quasi-sage housekeeper.

Not only Shen Fengshu was curious, but also the other beauties in the manor, and even the few people in Yixin Tiandi were very curious.

Senior Liu was even more impressed. Shen Fengshu's substitution and bewitching actions instantly turned the situation of Shen Fengshu being tested and seduced into a situation where these beauties were being tested, and the offensive and defensive momentum was easily reversed.

The quasi-sage butler fell into hesitation, and veins appeared in his hands holding the tea tray.

It's easy to decide someone else's life or death, but it's another matter to decide one's own life or death and take one's own life in such an unworthy manner.

What Shen Fengshu said makes sense. The beautiful housekeeper is a quasi-sage. If she wants to further improve her realm, she must have the courage to show her sword to Wu Moxiu, instead of killing herself just because of Wu Moxiu's orders. .

"Back off!" Wu Moxiu's voice suddenly came from the void, with a vague joy in his tone, as if he was very satisfied that Shen Fengshu could break his situation: "If he doesn't want to drink, just drink it! "

As if she had received an amnesty, the beauty who was a quasi-saint housekeeper took a deep breath, put away the tea tray, and quickly backed away. She was not ready to show her sword to a saint-level master at this moment. It was really too dangerous just now.

"What will happen to you if I don't say anything?" Wu Moxiu's voice asked.

"Start from the one with the highest cultivation level and go down one by one." Shen Fengshu said without any pressure: "It's not me who died anyway."

"You are cruel enough." Wu Moxiu commented and then asked: "How did you do it? Don't you have any sympathy for her?"

"Simple. Eight words, does it have nothing to do with you? None of my business?" Shen Fengshu replied without thinking: "If you use it well, it can solve more than 90% of the problems."

"What's the explanation?" Wu Moxiu asked.

Not only was Wu Moxiu confused, but all the beauties around him were listening quietly like antennae. Such experience that can make a saint-level master humbly ask for advice can be heard for free. It is really accumulated in the past life. A great virtue.

"Whether I drink tea or not, is it none of your business?" Shen Fengshu was not afraid of using vulgar words to lower his tone, and said directly: "It's none of my business if you kill your people? They are not my people, and I am not the one to kill them. Yes, it’s none of my business?”

After saying this sentence, Wu Moxiu was silent for a while, and then he burst into laughter: "So that's it! It makes sense!"

His voice was filled with the joy of enlightenment.

Shen Fengshu is a little confused. How can an old guy like Wu Moxiu, who doesn't take other people's lives seriously, not even understand such a simple truth? How can he be so happy? It's really puzzling. .

However, how come Wu Moxiu has nothing to do with Shen Fengshu? As he just said, it is none of my business?

"Play music! Sing and dance!" Shen Fengshu shouted at the beautiful quasi-sage housekeeper who had just escaped death: "Show off your best and most powerful devil dance."


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