Dedicate One’s Mind

"Well, where is this?" Wang Er groaned, woke up leisurely, opened his sleepy eyes, and realized that he had come to an unfamiliar place, full of vegetation, thorns, and no people.

Wang Er realized that it was not good, his eyes rolled around, and he found a figure in front of him, a nightmare engraved in the depths of his soul, and countless cold sweats fell from the midnight dream.

Wang Er knelt down in a panic and said, "I don't know if the master is here, it's late to see you."

Wu Yi was holding his hand behind, not looking at Wang Er, with a cold face, without saying a word.

Wang Er noticed Wu Yi's dissatisfaction, and his heart sank to the ground. He did not forget that his life was still in Wu Yi's hands, and quickly said: What is the master's order, the slave must do it. "

After that, he slammed his head heavily on the ground, like several times, banged the ground, slammed his forehead blue, congested blood, and his head was groggy, but he didn't dare to stop without Wu Yi's instructions.

"Not necessarily." Wu Yi said indifferently.

Wu Yi finally responded, representing that there is still room for redemption. Wang Er was delighted and swore to the sky: "If you go up to the sword and go down the fire, the villain must do things well for the master."

"Including the removal of Lan Xinyu?" Wu Yi made a teasing voice. Lan Xinyu was the force that Wang Er climbed, and he was the prime minister of a country, with Jin Dan cultivation base, and Wang Er was the first to face him.

Wang Er was dumbfounded, "This, this, this—" he was a little blinded.

Wu Yi couldn't help shook his head. Wang Er still didn't recognize the reality, but he is not to blame. After all, in the Mingyue world, the golden core monk is already the highest pursuit of most people, and Wang Er never thought that he could endure it. Dan, the life of the opposing leader is extremely satisfied.

Behind Wang Er, there was a tall overgrown area with a pair of eyes looking at Wang Er who was kneeling on the ground and Wu Yi, who was full of evil all over his body. He was an extremely handsome young man, just dressed in gorgeous clothes and smeared with rouge. Divide the air of femininity.

The young man listened to the words of the two of them, and when he heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, he gathered his breath, and slowly backed away.

Suddenly, he sensed a hint of coldness, but he didn't react, and he lost consciousness and fainted on the ground.

When this handsome young man followed, Wu Yi didn't notice the strangeness at first. It can be said to be careless, but he was followed all the way by this young man. If he has not found it, it is not Wu Yi. Died a few times.

The praying mantis wants to catch the cicada, but he doesn't know that the oriole and the cicada are all the same. It seems that the skills are better, and the strength is behind it.

Together with Wu Yi, the boy's unconscious body was photographed under his feet. Wang Er, who was still hesitant, saw the boy and exclaimed, "Why is this person here?"

"Guess." Wu Yi gave a wicked smile. Wang Er trembled and couldn't help falling into a cold sweat. He didn't know how he got out of the market on his own, but he must be inseparable from Wu Yi.

If Wu Yi “inadvertently” exposed his traces when he took him out of the camp, wouldn't he have become a traitor? Wu Yi is cutting off his back path.

Wu Yi, who penetrated Wang Er’s heart, closed his eyes, for fear that he could not help but slap the son to death, and he was too much worthy of himself, a foundation-building monk. With Wu Yi’s current status, as many as he wanted, Why use this ghost trick.

"The slave is willing, the slave is willing." Wang Er, who wanted to understand everything, continued to bow his head as before, and Wu Yi was so tired of seeing him, he didn't restrain himself at all.

"Do you know why you are here?"

"The villain doesn't know," Wang Er replied timidly, but caught Wu Yi's cold eyes and hurriedly changed his words: "Well, the master must have come because of the Holy Land."

Wu Yi said, "Holy land, hum."

"It's a small damn, I don't know that the holy land is where the master's cave mansion is. In this life, the wolf's ambition, even daring to plot the master's cave mansion, is really looking for death."

"Do you know why I made you kneel here?"

"I know, it's the villain who deserves to die. It's such a big thing, and I don't even report it in advance, so I ask the master to give it the sin."

"You don't have to give a sin, you can think about it, otherwise," Wu Yi sneered, and with a flick of his finger, a fluttering pill fell, and the handsome young man lying beside Wang Er suddenly turned into a sneer. For a pile of minced meat.

I don't know if it was Wu Yi deliberately. Some residual blood splashed on Wang Er's face, making him shiver with fright. The smell of blood irritated his nose, but he didn't dare to move.

"Do you know how to break the merits?" Wu Yi asked casually as if he had done something inconspicuous.

"Understand, the villain will tell the master about the conspiracy of several parties, but the villain is not high in cultivation and don't know much. Please the master to forgive sins."

Wang Er lay on the ground, did not get up, and wrote a written statement. The forces that came this time were clearly pointed out, including some small forces who only had foundation-building monks. Although there were complicated mistakes, they reflected Wang Er's Carefully, Wu Yi didn't take any harsh words.

An hour later, Wang Er looked at ten lines. After checking it was correct, he presented his own document. Wu Yi took a rough look and said that there are hundreds of thousands of words. In such a short time, he can write so many words. There is still a heart to break the sin.

"Go back." Wu Yi said lightly without looking at him.

Wang Er let out a sigh of relief, carefully stepped back, and walked half a mile backwards before daring to turn around.

But he turned and walked without two steps. Wang Er paused, his eyes showed horror. In his sea of ​​knowledge, the scene of Wu Yi's demonic body controlling his body to leave the camp appeared on his own, including answering other people's words, etc. No different from his usual ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ actually has such a method. Wang Er didn't dare to think further, and left in a hurry, never wanting to see Wu Yi again.

Wu Yi was worried that he had revealed a flaw in his return and lied to Wang Eryuan, but warning was the biggest goal.

Wang Er went away, and a beautiful shadow walked out from behind Wu Yi, took the paperwork from Wang Ershu from Wu Yi's hand, glanced at it casually, and said with disdain: "Those who are greedy for life and fear of death, don't understand why you didn't kill him."

Wu Yi looked at the green bamboo king, his cold face softened, and he did not answer her question. He bowed in a salute and said, "This time, I really thank my fellow Taoists for mentioning it, otherwise the situation would be unimaginable."

"It's a matter of our own." The Green Bamboo King obviously didn't take this matter to heart, but he looked at Wu Yi with straight eyes, obviously not wanting Wu Yi to skim the topic lightly.

The relationship between Wu Yi and the Green Bamboo King is more like an alliance relationship. It is not easy to prevaricate the past. Wu Yi sighed and asked: "The Daoist believes that the danger at this time can be overcome?"

The green bamboo king narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Yi, who was full of mystery all over his body. He chuckled and said, "Do you not have such confidence in yourself?"

"The shrimp soldiers and crabs in front of you will be self-conscious, and even the next person will be enough to block them, but if the scenery is full, people will mistakenly think that there is really a holy place among them, causing the great cultivator Yuan Ying to take it. What should I do?"

Luzhu Wang's confident expression slowly dissipated, realizing his own shortcomings, but he still asked puzzledly: "This does require thinking, but what does it have to do with Wang Er?"

"You can't attack by force. It's just a chaos. Although Wang Er is weak, he can be the first mover." Wu Yi expressed his own thoughts, but they were still in the cloud, and others didn't hear them clearly.

"Chaos." Lvzhu Wang frowned, thoughtfully.