"My family is nearby. If you help deliver the message, I can give you what you want or an opportunity..."
Having said this, Zhou Chen paused for a moment, and then smiled even more deliberately.
"You can have any opportunity you want."
After the words fell, the man paused for a moment, then took two more steps forward and stopped only three or four meters away from Zhou Chen.
Seeing this, Zhou Chen's eyes flashed with joy, and he felt much more relaxed.
"It seems that you are willing to help. Then tell me, what is your name? I..."
"March."
Before Zhou Chen could finish speaking, the man spoke slowly, but his tone was indescribably weird.
Hearing this name, Zhou Chen was stunned.
He felt vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Marching?
Someone with a good font size?
Which one is it?
It’s unlikely that he belongs to the Jin family. Could he be from the Yang family?
But the Yang family usually don’t show up...
Thinking of this, Zhou Chen's eyes suddenly widened, and a mouthful of blood suddenly came out of his throat and spurted out.
"puff!"
Immediately afterwards, he looked at the troops with a panicked face and quickly wiped off the blood on his face.
"You, you are from the Qin family?!"
He remembered that this person did look familiar.
Zhou Chen will remember him not because of how outstanding he is, nor because of anything outstanding he has done.
But because he is the only one who can survive under Qin Xiao for more than half a year!
To be able to survive for such a long time under the hands of a madman, there must be something special about him, but more importantly, he is useful to Qin Xiao and does things that suit his taste.
And what kind of person is Qin Xiao?
What kind of person can satisfy him?
Whenever Zhou Chen thinks of this, he feels a chill in his back.
"It seems you have already guessed it."
Seeing the barely suppressed fear on Zhou Chen's face, Xingwu couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
He raised his poison-stained right hand and slowly approached Zhou Chen. There was a trace of unbearability in his eyes, but his face was strangely calm.
"I'm sorry, Master Zhou. I let someone like you die in my hands..."
"March!"
Hearing this, Zhou Chen couldn't help but shouted loudly and shouted desperately: "You don't have to kill me at all, right? Qin Xiao didn't ask you to kill me, right? I, I can give you anything
Whatever you want, as long as you..."
"puff."
Before Zhou Chen finished speaking, the soldiers' hands had already passed through his chest.
The violent poison spread throughout Zhou Chen's body and soon sucked out all the spiritual energy in his body.
"It's not necessary."
Xingwu's tone was light, but his expression was determined, "But, he wants it."
