"How are you going to do it?"
Xiao Wangshu said, raising his hand.
The kettle that had just boiled on the stove next to me flew over automatically.
The body of the pot tilted, and a column of steaming water drew a half arc from the spout and poured into the two teacups in front of it.
The two pieces of rice-sized tea grains at the bottom of the cup stretched out instantly as soon as they were washed by the boiling water. Circles of dark yellow appeared over time, and soon the entire tea cup was dyed a rich amber color.
"Yunding breath-killing 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.
One of the two cups of amber tea 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 the Zuo Prime Minister's lineage, arouse 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 the best at 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."
Seeing him like this, Ying Wuji felt a little impatient and frowned: "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 his death is indeed more valuable than alive... But, But you made a huge mistake."
"What is wrong?"
Ying Wuji frowned.
Xiao Wangshu suddenly raised his head, his eyes were sharp, and he 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, Lao Xiao, you think too highly of them, already
A long time has passed. The old bones of old guys like Ling Taixu are almost rusty. Even a group of phoenixes and dragons are almost losing their gorgeous feathers in the past. Zhan Tianhou is the only pillar of support, but now they can’t. After falling, all they can do is remember the past. Killing Lin Beichen is equivalent to hitting their back. We don’t even need to deliberately tease them, the old guys will be as excited as mad dogs and attack everyone. The possible murderer launched the cruelest revenge..."
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 included."
"Why?"
Xiao Wangshu 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 Book of Laughing and Forgetting, and said: "Because we were once supporters of Zhan Tianhou, and now we are the successors to his legacy, 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 Wangshu said: "Leave a legacy? Do you think Lin Jinnan is really dead?"
When Ying Wuji heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "Lao Xiao, what do you... mean? 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 Lin Jinnan's body for a day. This person is too scary."
Ying Wuji lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said in an uncertain tone: "That's not true. 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 so silently, the old guys, They will definitely doubt us, the reason is simple, we are also the beneficiaries."
Ying Wuji remained silent.
Seeing that he was shaken, 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 to die? Whoever is in his hands will die when. It requires timing, careful planning, and all the 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 I think of that ignorant little bastard in the Bamboo Garden,
, those words he cursed in different ways, Ying Wuji wanted to tear him apart and cut his body into pieces.
He has never been a generous person.
"Well, to be honest, I really can't bear to take action against this little guy unless I have to. After all, Lin Jinnan has been kind to you and me, and now he only has the last bloodline preserved."
The man with the green beard smiled and forgot about the book, sighed, and said with a compassionate look 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 do this, Lao Xiao, I'll go 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 gently rested on the outer rim of the tea cup, and the rare Qi system circulated. Soon, a wisp of amber tea mist filled the air, getting thicker and thicker, and in the end, it gradually became The entire small outpost was enveloped.
Yunding Miexi Tea is one of the three sacred teas in the Beihai Empire.
It's not the tastiest, nor is it the most thirst-quenching.
But it has a 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 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.