There was a damp atmosphere in the dim hall, and a man dressed in white looked at the man kneeling on one knee in front of him with satisfaction, the man stretched out his hands, palms facing up, and the palms of his palms seemed to be a pearl of brilliance.

"This time, it's done very well. Wu Feng picked up the bead and looked at it carefully, "It seems that this prison cell prepared for you is temporarily unusable." Get up. ”

A dark ink cream stood up.

"Two things, what you want, you say. Wu Fengguo did not break his word, looked at the tall and handsome man in front of him, and said lightly.

Ink Frost lowered her head: "... You promised me before... Tell me where you are. ”

Wu Feng sighed and nodded: "Okay, what about the second one, do you want that Master Jiang?"

Ink Frost's eyes flickered and flickered, struggling.

He wanted Wufeng to give him the man who should have been cut with a thousand knives, and then torture him to death! But before entering the stone chamber, Ziwu reminded him that he had nothing to trade except this filthy skin. That is, if he chooses man for both, then after that, he will have nothing...... Even if this person is willing to ask for his own body next time, then what will happen in the future? There will always be a day when he will get tired of playing! And how difficult is it to do things under Wu Feng? The slightest mistake is a merciless punishment, not every time there will be such good luck to get things done...

Thinking about it this way, you should really think about Ziwu's words. If you are not impulsive, you should think more about it.

Speaking of... That kind also gave all the credit to himself, obviously such a person who has nothing to do with himself......

"Have you thought about it?" said a cool voice.

The dark eyes of the ink cream met the pale golden eyes on the opposite side, and hesitated: "Another ......"

A trace of surprise flashed across Zuo Quan's face, and he returned to normal in an instant, but there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, which looked a little demonic, and said in an extremely seductive tone: "What, what are you hesitating about? The person who ruined your life, don't you plan to take revenge?"

After struggling for a moment, Mo Shuang finally shook his head and said, "I believe that Zuo Quan will take good care of him and save his dog's life for me." It's a long time coming. ”

Wu Feng said again: "What about the man who half stepped into the loess." ”

Mo Shuang naturally knew that Wu Feng was talking about that Hamo Yan, and he looked at the silver-haired man lightly and said, "Zuo Quan said that he has already stepped into the loess with half a foot, and without Xiaozhu, how long can he hold on." What's more, it's just a dead man, what does it mean. This revenge will be avenged, but I will not take revenge so pointlessly. ”

Wu Feng smiled even more: "Your business, you take the idea." However, once a transaction is made, there is no way to go back. ”

"Understood. Inkfrost nodded.

"So, what do you want to learn? If you don't know how to choose, tell me what you want to achieve, and I'll give you advice. Wu Feng seemed to be in a better mood suddenly, smiling and mild.

"I ...... I think...... I want to kill you!" As if plucking up his courage, the man jerked his head up, his eyes bright and a little frightening.

As soon as the words came out, the airflow in the stone room fluctuated slightly, there was a dead silence in the field, the people in the field looked at each other, at that moment, everything was still, there was no dripping sound of the stone wall, there was no sound of two people breathing, some were just two pairs of eyes that couldn't tell what they looked and stared at each other, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

"I'm not that easy to kill. ”

After the silence, a cold voice echoed in the empty stone room, without joy or sorrow or anger. In such a flat tone, it seems to be saying something that has nothing to do with him.

Mo Shuang was not surprised by the calmness of the person in front of him, but said in the same painless tone: "I know, so, please left."

The right to teach patiently ......"

"You want me to teach you how to kill me? You're not afraid, I'll keep you awake now?" Wu Feng chuckled.

"In front of the left envoys, I played tricks but killed myself. Rather than letting you find out later and impose a heavy penalty, it would be better for me to say it myself and save the trouble. Besides, the left envoy should not have forgotten what you said, right?"

"You said that if one day I could kill you, you would be resigned to your fate. And this time, you promised me that whatever I asked, as long as you could do it. Hopefully, you won't break your word. Ink Frost's abyss-like eyes stared at the person in front of him, and he said extremely dangerous words without flinching.

There was silence again.

Wu Feng's eyes were quiet, and he suddenly sneered: "You want to take a lot of learning arts in the name of this? He looked Mo Shuang up and down with interest and said, "I have been out for more than a month, and when I come back, I have a long heart? Who taught you?"

Ink Frost's calm face trembled slightly, but it was only for a moment that it returned to its original form, and he held his somewhat trembling fists tightly.

“...... It's up to you to keep your word. That's the second thing I want. Mo Shuang's eyes staring at Wu Feng had a deep oppressive force, but her heart was sudden.

The other party's slightly cold index finger reached out and groped his beautiful thin lips, trying to pry it open, and Mo Shuang jerked his head away, then took a few steps back and said, "Zuo Quan Envoy, I don't plan to sell my body today!"

"I thought you might miss me a little bit this month. The handsome and beering man laughed in Ink Frost's ear.

“...... You're thinking too much!" Ink Frost frowned.

Wu Feng waved his hand, and his expression returned to the same as before: "You have played a good abacus." But I can't teach you indefinitely. You can choose what you want to learn first, and it is limited to two months. During this time, I will call the guards in the house not to intervene, but it is your own business to deal with the guards of the inner courtyard. The requirement is not to hurt anyone, not to alarm anyone, and if you are discovered, you are considered to be unskilled, and you or your master will be punished. ”

"Find a way to hit my point in two months. If it doesn't work, then that's it. It means that you can't swallow so much in one go. When that time comes, don't make such unreasonable demands on me again!"

"Good!" Ink Frost nodded. "In two months, anytime, anywhere?"

Wu Feng glanced at the man and said, "Yes, starting tomorrow." Remember, there is a penalty for every failure, so think before you act. ”

“...... Thanks for the reminder. ”

"Tomorrow you will be in this stone chamber, and someone will teach you. Wu Feng looked around, and it was quite wide.

"You... Don't teach me personally?" Mo Shuang looked at the back of the man in white, a little puzzled.

"I'm not good at these things. Wu Feng turned around and said, "I sent someone to collect a lot of people in this area early in the morning, and they can be regarded as having some qualifications, so I wish you to learn from the strengths of the crowd and avoid the shortcomings of the crowd." ”

Mo Shuangwu froze, and a feeling of being swept away by the opponent's anti-general army swept over, and suddenly his hairs stood on end—this person had already been arranged?!

When Wu Feng was about to leave, he was stopped by Mo Shuang again: "Zuo Quan envoy ......"

"Huh?" Wu Feng looked sideways at the man who was standing upright, and the fearless momentum that said "I'm going to kill you" just now was completely gone, leaving a trace of confusion.

"I want to ...... Let's go and find it first. ”

Wu Feng thought for a while and said leisurely: "Where it is now, I'm afraid it's not easy to walk." ”

Ink Frost was a little puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"I don't know exactly how they're going, but I think it's going to be a mess over there by now. Wu Feng looked at Mo Shuang with a smiling expression: "With your three-legged cat kung fu, it's okay to deal with ordinary people, if you are unlucky and meet a master, I'm afraid there will be no return." ”

Seeing that Mo Shuang began to get entangled again, Wu Feng said with a little amusement: "Master Jiang can bear it, why is he so concerned about just one class?

...... The man's mouth began to twitch again.

Ink Frost frowned, but ignored the other party's cool words.

Wu Feng looked at the other party's wooden expression and pondered for a moment, and reminded: "You decide your own affairs, but if there is any accident, you have to think clearly, whether you can solve it with your current ability." You've figured it out, I'm not going to save you a second time!"

Ink Frost stood alone in the dimly lit underground stone chamber, quite unpleasant. Although the words of the leftist envoy are ugly, they are not unreasonable. He suddenly felt strange, why could even Master Jiang resist taking revenge immediately, but he couldn't help it?

In fact, if you think about it, even if you find Xuan, what can you do? kill him or torture him to death like he did with other people who have humiliated him?...... At this moment, after Wufeng mentioned it, he realized that he didn't even think about it later. His feelings for Xuan are very complicated, hating but a little reluctant, and the time spent wandering together is not long but not short...... Several times of confiding in each other gave him, a man who felt a little lonely, a sense of belonging that he cherished, but the man who gave him that feeling betrayed him, and let his life be ruined in such a way.

Ink Cream went back to her room, went to the bath in the back room, took a bath, and then went back to the bedroom. The man, who had been tormented by his soul for days, had a kind of exhaustion in his deep eyes, and the original immersion was stained with a trace of numbness.

However, when he saw himself in the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror, and saw the dragon eyes on his chest that seemed to be staring at him with some kind of sarcasm, his originally calm expression became a little hideous.

The task was successfully completed, and the transaction was carried out smoothly, but no one would care, how many nightmares were buried behind Zuo Quan's fluttering praise?!It can be said that since he entered the dark workshop of Tianyi Temple, he has not slept well again. Every dream repeats the horror that makes him tremble, and every dream envelops his anger and depression. He woke up from his dreams again and again, touched those relief-like tattoos with his hands again and again, and restrained himself again and again.

However, the most ridiculous thing is that what he hates the most is also the only value he has at the moment.

Thinking of the frivolity of the Zuo Envoy today, Mo Shuang's fist couldn't help clenching, and then slammed towards the mirror! The mirror snapped and shattered, and the ice cracked in the center of the fist and gradually scattered, and suddenly, a "spider web" broke open the smooth mirror surface, and also collapsed the person in the mirror.

"I! no!" Ink Frost stared down at the afterimage in the mirror, the dragon's head bronze bell-sized eyes and bloody mouth, like a mocking smile, mockingly questioning its parasitic person.