In the secret room, the terrible howl shook the heavens and the earth.

"Do you say it or not!"

With the sound of speaking, the rattan in Wang Xiaoming's hand was pulled down again, and the rattan was actually broken raw.

Li Gon has been smoked all over his body, and there is no good skin.

"My stupid young master!" Feeling the pain in his heart, he wailed and said, "You beat me for a whole hour, and you don't say a word, you don't say a word......

Speaking of this, Li Gon gasped and screamed angrily: "You are so good that you ask! If you ask me if you want to say anything without asking anything, how do I know what to say!"

Wang Xiaoming: "......"

I have been fighting for so long, and I really forgot to ask.

It's a pity that once the soul is put away, the memory will be automatically erased, and if the memory can be retained, then things will be much more convenient.

Thinking of the restriction of the soul suona, Wang Xiaoming felt a secret hatred in his heart.

"Say, where is my Xuanshen?" Wang Xiaoming said coldly.

"Ouch, my young master!

"Lie!"

Seeing that Li Gon's face was cloudy, Wang Xiaoming shouted angrily. took out a bucket of oil from the other space, and smeared it on Li Gon's feet.

"You...... What are you going to do!" Ligon screamed in horror.

Wang Xiaoming didn't speak, took out the fire fold in his pocket, blew lightly, and ignited his feet in Li Gon's frightened gaze.

The chamber was filled with a permeable cry again, and the smell of burnt roasting was in the air.

Under the burning pain, Li Gon had already fainted in pain.

Wang Xiaoming picked up another basin of cold water and poured it on his head.

"Madman! Madman ......"

Under the cold stimulus, Li Gon woke up slowly. Seeing that his feet were already charred black, he screamed incoherently.

"What is your relationship with the Liang family?" Wang Xiaoming said faintly again.

The question seemed to be to the point, and Li Gon sat still, as if he had forgotten the pain.

"It turns out that you are not stupid!" Originally, Li Gon thought that Wang Xiaoming was crazy and wanted to get back Xuanshen, but looking at the young man in front of him with clear eyes and clear words, where was there still half a bit of stupidity, after pondering for a while, he laughed maniacally, and said gloomily: "But these are not important, your Wang family only has three months to live." ”

After speaking, Li Gon's body trembled and fell to the ground, red blood flowing from his mouth, and half of his tongue.

"Hey, the clue is broken again. ”

Looking at the angry Li Gon, Wang Xiaoming sighed.

He didn't bother to clean up the mess either.

In this cruel world, a young master plays to death a servant, and at most he will be punished with a few sentences.

When the time comes, he just needs to pretend to be stupid.

Wang Xiaoming clapped his hands with some regret and was about to leave, but at this time, the mechanism of the dark grid was opened.

"Ming'er, when did you get better of your madness?"

Accompanied by Wang Yuanfang, Wang Xingzhan walked out of the dark grid.

"Ahh This,It was discovered.。。 Watching Wang Xingzhan suddenly pop out, his face was excited. Wang Xiaoming was at a loss.

Some lies are much more believable if they are half-truthful.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming explained hesitantly that when Wan'er pushed his coffin out of the door, a bad old man wanted to take Wan'er as an apprentice in the name of rescuing him, and then stuffed an unknown pill into his mouth, which not only saved him, but also cured his madness. In return, Wan'er followed the old man away.

Damn, believe it or not, I believe it anyway. Looking at the two with suspicious faces, Wang Xiaoming forcibly explained, and his heart was worried.

"Yuan Fang, what do you think?" After listening to Wang Xiaoming's explanation, Wang Xingzhan glanced at Wang Yuanfang and spoke.

Wang Yuanfang was silent, pinching his beard and scrutinizing what Wang Xiaoming said, and finally slapped his palms and said, "No matter what, the second young master is healed of his madness, and this is good news for us after all." ”

After listening to Wang Yuanfang's words, Wang Xingzhan pondered for a long time, and slowly said to Wang Xiaoming: "About the Liang family, have you also noticed something?"

Wang Xiaoming immediately told Li Gon about deceiving him Xuanshen, but Bao Zilei was cleverly covered up by him.

"So, I feel that there must be something strange about this matter, but it's a pity that ......" Speaking of this, Wang Xiaoming kicked Li Gon's corpse, and the look of regret was self-evident.

The atmosphere fell silent, and Wang Xingzhan frowned. And Wang Yuanfang gently pinched his beard and said nothing.

"Dad, if it's okay, I'll quit first. Feeling that the atmosphere was a little depressing, Wang Xiaoming said softly.

At this moment, Wang Yuanfang's eyes lit up, and he whispered a few words to the two.

"Okay!" Listening to Wang Yuanfang's whisper, Wang Xingzhan untied the sword at his waist and handed it to Wang Xiaoming: "Ming'er, from today on, you have to be so ...... like this"

Taking the sword, Wang Xiaoming's face was happy, and Zheng Sheng said, "The child understands!" and then strode away, leaving only Wang Xingzhan's master and servant.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming leave, Wang Xingzhan's brows furrowed again, and a flash of doubt flashed on his face.

It's no wonder that Wang Xingzhan was suspicious, after all, even if Wang Xiaoming's explanation sounded reluctantly self-justifying, he could conjure hot oil, rattan and other things like a trick with a casual pull from his crotch.

Even from a powerless mortal who suddenly advanced to a mystic cultivator. It's all a little too bizarre.

"The head of the family doesn't have to worry, look down, although the young master deliberately concealed something, but his eyes were clear, he was still on the side of my Wang family. Seeing that Wang Xingzhan's face was cloudy, Wang Yuanfang said in a gloomy voice beside him.

Wang Xingzhan thought about it carefully, and at present, there is indeed only the method that Wang Yuanfang said before. Then he sighed: "I thought that Ming'er was hopeless in this life, but now it seems that Ming'er is not a scheming person after recovery." ”

Ignoring Li Gon's corpse on the ground, the master and servant continued to return to the dark grid.

[Ding!Exceed the resentment of the dead, gain 20 merit points, refine the soul, and gain 10 merit points. ]

Wang Xiaoming carried his father's saber and returned to his room, refining Li Gon's soul.

Then he sat on the bed with a headache on his face.

Listening to what Wang Yuanfang said, the current Wang family can be said to be in danger.

The Wang family was mainly engaged in the business of medicines, weapons and luxury goods.

Recently, the Liang family suddenly popped up as a master of alchemy, directly monopolizing the pharmaceutical industry.

The Zhang family, who is engaged in weapon forging, has recently lowered the price of weapons at any cost, pulling away many old customers of the Wang family.

Several other nobles were not buying the royal family's luxuries either.

Once there is no support from the aristocracy, luxury goods are not even as valuable as the steamed buns on the street.

Under the suppression of these famous families, the Wang family's business gradually shrank, and the Fang market in the north of the city was gradually eroded.

Indeed, as Li Gon said before his death, if it goes on like this, let alone three months, it will be another month, and the Wang family will start drinking the northwest wind.

A new quest has been released to resolve the crisis of the royal family. The time limit is 3 months. ]

[Reward for completing the task: 10,000 merit points, one special law.] Failure Punishment: The royal family is wiped out. ]

Hearing the new task of the system, Wang Xiaoming was not happy at all, the richer the reward, the greater the difficulty.

"Hey, it seems that for the sake of today, the only way to do it is to act according to the plan. ”

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming stood up and faced the bronze mirror, thinking about a movie he had watched called "The Big Man" in his previous life, and tried to imitate the appearance of the protagonist.

After a while, the otherworldly version of "Zhao Gongzi", who exuded this squirrel, pushed the door and walked out.

"Someone!" Wang Xiaoming shouted, and Deshun, the butler who served him, trotted in.

A gold ingot was thrown directly into Deshun's arms, and Wang Xiaoming said with a ruffian face: "Book a table for Ben Shao!"

Wang Yuanfang's first plan was to ask Wang Xiaoming to invite all the children of the family in the city to have a "light meal".

What they don't know, however, is:

An hour ago, the Liang family.

A warrior in a strong suit knelt in front of the head of the Liang family, whose grief had not yet dissipated.

"Report to the head of the family, the matter has been clarified, and the dead people have eaten the ginseng handed over by Li Gon. And ......" The warrior hesitated for a moment, and said with some difficulty: "Near the body of the young master, I found a horse that was injured by the young master's bow and arrow, and after investigation, it was the mount of the Wang family. ”

"Whether it's him or not, you take it upon yourself to deal with this waste. Liang Siren, the head of the Liang family, had a hideous face, and then said ruthlessly: "If you can't complete the task, don't come back!"

"Yes, my subordinates understand. ”

The warrior in the power suit retired, leaving only the grief-stricken Liang Siren.

"Three years ago, Fan'er was abolished and cultivated, and now, Yuan'er has also been poisoned. The Wang family, I will call you to wait for blood debts to be repaid!"

Under the hatred, Liang Siren punched the basalt table in front of him, and blood burst out and slowly flowed along the texture on the table.