Chapter three hundred and fiftieth IX kindness and revenge
"How are you going to do it?"
Xiao Wangshu said and waved.
The kettle that had just been boiled on the stove next to it flew over automatically. The body of the kettle tilted, and a column of steaming water formed a half arc from the spout and poured into the two teacups in front of it.
Two pieces of rice-sized tea grains at the bottom of the cup were washed with boiling water and instantly turned into circles of dark yellow, soon dyeing the entire tea cup a rich amber color.
"Yunding Jixi Tea? You are too cautious."
Ying Wuji looked at the amber tea in the cup, quite surprised, and immediately replied: "It is not difficult for you or me to kill a god's favored person whose strength has been crippled. At least I have at least one
There are hundreds of ways to let Lin Beichen die quietly in Yunmeng City tonight."
Laughing and forgetting the book is noncommittal.
His orange-peel-like fingers gently lifted the table.
Two cups of amber tea, one of which flew up into the air and floated steadily in front of Ying Wuji.
"Then what?"
he asked.
Ying Wuji held the tea cup, smiled, and said: "It's not difficult to kill Lin Beichen, put the blame on Zuo Xiang's line, stir up the anger of the old guys, mess up the situation, and then fish in troubled waters, right? It's not like you don't
You know, I’m best at doing this kind of thing.”
Xiao Wangshu picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He changed his tone and couldn't help but sigh: "The water of Yunmeng is the best in the world. I didn't expect that an ancient well in this dilapidated outpost also has such pure water quality."
"Don't be too slow and pretentious in your riddles."
Ying Wuji said impatiently: "Don't you think Lin Beichen deserves to die?"
Xiao Wangshu drank the tea in one gulp, put down the cup, and then said slowly: "Of course not... Lin Beichen is short-sighted, doesn't know how to be powerful, and is unwilling to cooperate with us. Then he is more valuable dead than alive... But,
You made a huge mistake."
"What is wrong?"
Ying Wuji frowned.
Xiao Wangshu said every word: "I reminded you, never underestimate any opponent."
"Hey, you said this."
Ying Wuji laughed confidently and said: "I didn't look down on them. You know, Lao Xiao, it's been a long time. The bones of old guys like Ling Taixu are almost rusty. Even if
They are a group of phoenixes and dragons. The gorgeous feathers of the past are almost gone. Zhan Tianhou is the only pillar of support. Now they have also fallen. They can only remember the past. Killing Lin Beichen is equivalent to stabbing them.
We don’t even need to deliberately provoke them, the old guys will be as excited as mad dogs and launch the most brutal revenge on all possible murderers..."
Xiao Wangshu looked strange and asked, "Then do you think that among all the possible murderers, we are included?"
Ying Wuji said matter-of-factly: "Of course not."
"Why?"
Laughing and forgetting the book asked.
"Does this need to be said?"
Ying Wuji drank the tea in the cup in one breath, pushed the empty cup in front of the Laughing Forgetting Book, and said: "Because we were once supporters of Zhan Tianhou, and now we are his successors, and this time in Yun
In Mengcheng, he was also very restrained and indulgent towards that little brat, and did not reveal any flaws."
Xiao Wang wrote: "Leave a legacy? Do you think Chen Jinnan is really dead?"
When Ying Wuji heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "Lao Xiao, did you...find something?"
Xiao Wangshu shook his head and said: "No. It's just that I can't feel at ease if I can't see Chen Jinnan's body for a day. This person is too scary."
Ying Wuji lowered his head and thought for a while, then said in an uncertain tone: "That's not the case. If he hadn't died, Tan Gujin would have almost killed his precious son in Yunmeng City, but he never showed up to take action.
"
"Be prepared for the worst."
Xiao Wangshu made two more cups of tea, gave one to Ying Wuji, and then said slowly: "Back to the previous topic, I can guarantee that if Lin Beichen died silently, then the old guys,
They will definitely doubt us, the reason is simple, we are also the beneficiaries."
Ying Wuji remained silent.
Xiao Wangshu smiled faintly and said: "So, Eagle, you are not suitable for this matter, so leave it to me. Lin Beichen must die, but how, in whose hands, etc.
When the time comes, you need to pay attention to timing, careful planning, and interlocking links to make Lin Beichen's dead chess come alive. The moment the chess piece falls, the opponent will be killed in one fell swoop."
Ying Wuji picked up the tea cup, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "That's okay, anyway, I just want that kid to die."
When he thought of the ungrateful little bastard in the bamboo courtyard, Ying Wuji wanted to tear him apart and cut his body into pieces.
He has never been a generous person.
"To be honest, if it is not a last resort, I really can't bear to take action against this little guy. After all, Lin Jinnan has been kind to you and me, and he only has this kind of bloodline that has been preserved."
The man with the green beard and bright head smiled and forgot the book, with a compassionate expression on his face.
Ying Wuji sneered and said: "Sending that little bastard to meet his dead father and reuniting father and son is just a way of repaying Lin Jinnan's kindness. It kills two birds with one stone. Isn't it perfect?"
After that, he drank the third cup of tea, put on his bamboo hat, walked out, and said: "Okay, since you took the initiative to take over this task, I will go and do another one."
The figure flashed.
It turned into a rainbow light and disappeared in the direction of Yunmeng City.
Xiao Wangshu sat there without raising his head and poured himself another cup of tea.
But this time, he didn't drink.
Orange peel-like fingers were gently placed on the outer edge of the tea cup, and the rare Qi system was circulating. Soon, a wisp of amber tea mist was seen filling the air, getting thicker and thicker, and in the end, it gradually became
The entire small outpost was shrouded in it.
Yunding Miexi Tea is one of the three sacred teas of the Beihai Empire.
It's not the tastiest, nor is it the most thirst-quenching.
But it has the special effect of annihilating all martial arts auras and traces of warriors wherever it is enveloped by the fragrance of tea. After the breath is extinguished, even if an innate martial arts expert can look back with great supernatural powers, they will not be able to find the slightest clue.
Xiao Wangshu's robes were fluttering, and his figure was elegant. He slowly walked out of the tea-fog-filled outpost with his hands behind his back.
"Ten days later, it will be the Genius Exchange Competition between the four major leaders of Fengyu Province. Hahaha, this time the exchange competition will be held in Yunmeng City. It is a good choice. After all, a god has appeared here.
Beloved ones, hehehe!”
He smiled and said to himself.
After twenty breaths.
The tea mist that enveloped the outpost dissipated.
The figure of Xiao Wangshu disappeared.
The afternoon sun still shone lazily on the earth, the shadow of the outpost lengthened, the wind passed through the dense leaves, and the tree crown swayed lightly. It was like this every day, as if nothing had happened.