In the damp and dark room, only a little light shone in through the cracks in the windows. Zhang Wei, who was in a daze, tried to penetrate the window with his divine sense to check the situation outside, and as soon as his divine sense touched the window, there was a strong stinging pain, as if there were thousands of silver needles pierced in his head, making him extremely painful.

As a former sling, Zhang Wei's toughness is far stronger than the surface, and when he touches a nail, he does not flinch, and hits his divine consciousness again.

When an egg hits a stone, it is always a rotten egg, and several times in a row, the consciousness almost collapses, and the head almost explodes.

"Grandson Turtle, what is Lao Tzu locked up here for, what kind of fart is there to release quickly, there is no need to come to this set!"

Zhang Wei covered his head, roared angrily and scolded bitterly, his nails almost pierced into the flesh.

There was no response, quietly, and it seemed to be forgotten.

After a while, a bright light shone on one side of the wall, followed by a wave of undulations, Hu Yihui and Chen Zimeng appeared and walked in in the air.

Zhang Wei, who was shrunk in the corner of the wall and his hair was messy like a chicken nest, raised his head and looked at Hu Yihui and Chen Zimeng coldly with a pair of red eyes.

"Your eyes can't kill me at all, why bother with this gesture, you are a smart person, get up now, sit at the table, and we will discuss slowly."

Hu Yihui waved his hand, and the room suddenly lit up.

It turned out to be an antique room, in addition to the beauty screen of the unknown age, the scarlet carpet, and the ancient landscape paintings and ladies' paintings on the surrounding walls.

If there are a few ancient people sitting here, it is completely a picture of the home of the ancient rich and noble.

Hu Yihui pointed to the painting on the wall and said to Chen Zimeng with a smile: "That Emperor Zhu, nothing else, the taste is good!" The room was nicely furnished"

Chen Zimeng glanced at Hu Yihui, "You still need to say that people are also people who have been emperors." ”

Seeing that the two were talking and laughing freely, Zhang Wei sneered, got up and walked over, and sat on the chair.

"Yo, Sister Zimeng, have you noticed it, Brother Zhang Wei snorted coldly, very manly!"

Hu Yihui had a playful expression on his face.

Chen Zimeng was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Yes, people's little hearts were beaten unhappily by this cold snort." ”

Zhang Wei listened to these two fifteen or sixteen-year-old children and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid laughing at himself, and he was so angry that his head smoked.

"Brother Zhang Wei, you have been with Chu Daochang for a long time, why haven't you learned any skills at all, is it because you Chu Daochang refuses to teach you, or are you too stupid!"

Hu Yihui continued to tease Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei is also a person in his twenties, how could he be played by a teenager, close his eyes on the spot, and ignore Hu Yihui.

"Yo, Brother Zhang Wei is angry, Sister Zimeng, don't say a few nice words to appease Brother Zhang Wei's injured little heart."

Hu Yihui said with a smile.

Chen Zimeng was also interested, and deliberately learned Lin Chiling's baby voice, "Brother Zhang Wei, Brother Yihui is just joking, don't be so stingy!" ”

Zhang Wei opened his eyes, frowned and said, "Xiaohui, Sister Rong and I are good friends, if you treat me like this, if you let Sister Rong know"

Before Zhang Wei finished speaking, he was interrupted by Hu Yihui, "Don't mention her to me, I have no feelings for her at all!" ”

The more he said this, the more he cared, Zhang Wei's heart moved, and he continued: "The few things about you and the Taoist Chief, it was you who attacked the Taoist Chief first, since you are not dead, why not release your previous suspicions, Sister Rong, well, your mother and the Taoist have a good personal relationship, and there is no room for things to turn around." ”

Hu Yihui jumped over like a barrel of dynamite, grabbed Zhang Wei's collar, and shouted viciously: "Don't mention Xu Jiarong in front of me, it's their business to have a good personal relationship, my plan will definitely go through to the end, and everyone will crawl at my feet." ”

Zhang Wei was taken aback by Hu Yihui's neurotic appearance, and was stunned for a while, before he sneered: "What are you shouting, don't mention it if you don't mention it, what are you arresting me for?" ”

Hu Yihui's distorted face suddenly loosened, his hand also loosened Zhang Wei's collar, his butt was raised, and he sat on the table, looking down at Zhang Wei.

"I want you to help me kill Daoist Chu"

Zhang Wei seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, stood up, and patted Hu Yihui's somewhat immature cheek with a little dirty hand.

"Let me do what you can't do yourself, don't say that I'm no different from an ant in front of the Dao Chief, even if I have the strength to fight, I won't go against him."

Hu Yihui didn't care about Zhang Wei's unreasonable behavior, and a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

"He took away your system and called you as a disciple, you don't hate him at all, if you don't have him, with your identity as the host of your system, beautiful women, mansions, yachts, private jets, supreme power, what is it!"

Zhang Wei was silent for a while, looking at Hu Yihui like a fool.

"Little brat, how old are you, your mind is full of beauties and yachts, can you be simple in your life pursuit."

Hu Yihui was choked by Zhang Wei's words and couldn't speak for a long time, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he found an unlit candle on the table.

His heart moved, and he asked, "Brother Zhang Wei, do you think candles are fun?" ”

Zhang Wei didn't react, and shook his head stupidly.

"What's so fun about candles"

Hu Yihui stretched out his finger and tapped it twice in a row, fixed Zhang Wei at once, and lit the candle at once.

Looking at the burning candle, Zhang Wei immediately understood the meaning of Hu Yihui's words.

This little kid in front of him wants to play with him with wax.

"The old guy born in the 90s, today I want you to know how powerful we are!"

Hu Yihui picked up the candle with his left hand and ripped off Zhang Wei's shirt with his right hand, with a playful smile on his face.

Although he was frozen, Zhang Wei, who could still speak, hurriedly said: "Xiaohui, Sister Rong and I are good friends, Sister Rong likes Taoists, if one day they are together and become Taoist couples, we will be a family." ”

People who are in a hurry like to go to the doctor indiscriminately, and Zhang Wei made such a mistake.

When the words fell, Hu Yihui kicked Zhang Wei down, rode on Zhang Wei's body, and dripped the wax oil in the candle.

Due to the imprisonment of the mana in his body, his physique was beaten back to his original shape, and as soon as the wax oil was put on his body, Zhang Wei let out a miserable scream.

The bronzed chest, which originally had a few hairs, turned a small piece red on the spot.

"The surname is Hu, wait for Lao Tzu to go out, and use the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty to kill you!"

Zhang Wei screamed, but did not forget to say cruel words.

"The Ten Tortures of the Manchu Dynasty, you reminded me, I will play the Ten Tortures of the Manchu Dynasty today" Hu Yihui poured wax oil on Zhang Wei's body and said with a smile, "You post-80s and post-90s are really happy, and you can be in the same era as so many classic films." After we have eggs, we can only watch a group of little fresh meat shows with facial paralysis. ”

Zhang Wei heard that the other party was going to use the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty against him, and hurriedly said good words, "Hey, Xiaohui, I was joking with you just now, we don't know each other, make friends." ”

Hu Yihui stopped what he was doing, with a playful expression.

"You agreed to help me kill Daoist Chu?"