Listening to Fen's tone of reminiscence with resentment, Wang Zheng's expression became a little strange, rubbing his chin, and muttering to himself:

"According to the convention of screenwriters' circles, this tragic story can be split into two main plots. ”

"One is that the pride of the sky was robbed of his talent by his brother, and since then he has been unknown to everyone and has been reduced to the point of incognito. ”

The other is that the young dad likes to be a father, adopts the baby prince with a miserable background, and lives an incognito life, but is finally discovered and begins a singing and crying battle royale experience. ”

"Without my involvement, the story would have come to an abrupt end. It is also possible that the father sacrificed and the genius returned, thus evolving into a story of fighting for his life. ”

"However, since I am involved, there is only one ending......"

Wang Zheng's thoughts were vast, and he thought of countless wonderful scripts in an instant.

The masterpiece of Titanic, without any foundation, really needs too many topics to warm up in advance, and the protagonist of Titanic, if he has a legendary experience, then it will undoubtedly be a good hot spot.

In addition, Wang Zheng's Twelve Golden Saint Seiya is still missing most of the candidates, and if the geniuses and powerhouses of the elf clan can join it, it will undoubtedly be another hot spot......

Therefore, Wang Zheng had another bold idea in his heart.

Fen still knelt on the ground, waiting for Wang Zheng's reply.

But he is not desperate to wait for Wang Zheng's reply, now the time is urgent, it is related to human life, if Wang Zheng still does not agree, Na Fen can only go on the road alone, even if he is dead, he must fight for a life for His Royal Highness the Prince.

Just when the hope that had just sprung up in Fen's heart was about to be disillusioned, Wang Zheng's voice finally sounded faintly: "This matter is in charge." ”

Fen suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Zheng with a mysterious look on his face in surprise.

Wang Zheng looked at Fen, lowered his head and muttered: "That...... Are there any fifth-order demigods in the Moon Shadow Tribe and that Dark Elf Tribe?"

"Fifth-order demigods, how can a small tribe like ours have the existence of demigods? It is estimated that only the largest tribes and the Elven Imperial Court will have such a strong person. ”

Finn rightfully said his answer.

When Wang Zheng heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Then it's no problem, don't be cowardly, just do it!"

Looking at the strong confidence on the faces of the young seniors, I don't know why, Fen felt as if he had found a strong backer for a moment, thinking of this, Fen's face was full of eagerness: "Seniors, then when will we leave?"

Wang Zheng raised a finger and shook it: "You must know that there is no free lunch in the world." What kind of prince can you give? You know, with the strength and fame of this seat, it will be a great favor to fight for whoever you want. ”

Looking at Wang Zheng with an indifferent face, Fen's expression became serious, his eyes did not blink, and he said in a firm voice: "For the sake of His Royal Highness the Prince, I am willing to sink into hell." ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he smiled: "It's not as exaggerated as hell, and I don't need you to sacrifice so much, I only have one request." ”

"I want you!"

Fen's pupils shrank suddenly, and at this moment, he thought of a lot of rumors about human society, and it was rumored that there were many human beings who liked the tone of the iron rod play chrysanthemum, and even many of them were true love.

Could it be that this senior has this hobby?!

Chrysanthemum was a little nervous, Fen's face changed and changed, and she gritted her teeth in her mouth: "If the seniors think that I still have a little bit of beauty, I am willing to pick them for the seniors." ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What do you think? The orientation of this seat is very normal! Besides, even if this seat is really abnormal, do you need to go through the trouble of Bali to find you?"

Believe it or not, when I return to the Eastern Continent and hook my fingers, there are countless chrysanthemums willing to bloom for it......"

Wang Zheng talked eloquently, but stopped halfway through.

Something is wrong, this seat orientation is normal, is it because Mao wants to tell him that chrysanthemums are blooming?

When Fen secretly took a long breath, Wang Zheng's expression suddenly became solemn: "I don't want anything else from this seat, only one sentence, are you willing to give the power in the hands of this seat?"

"Huh?" Fen suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Zheng, with undisguised hesitation on his face.

"After the young dad transformed into a middle-aged uncle, is his heart soft and unwilling?" Seeing the look on Fen's face, where did Wang Zheng not know his scruples? Therefore, his expression remained unchanged and continued:

"Of course, that's after it happens. If you want to make a move, you must offer your loyalty when it is done. Of course, I also know what you are worried about about after that.

Here we can promise that if he is still a cult talent, we can accept him as the second disciple of the seat. If he is a puddle of mud, this seat can also use his connections to make him rich and peaceful for the rest of his life. ”

Wang Zheng's words came to an abrupt end, because he knew that after he said this, the former young father in front of him would definitely make a choice that satisfied him.

Because, he has no other choice at all.

Sure enough, after two breaths, Fen took a deep breath and said in a solemn tone: "Okay, I promise you, if you can really save His Royal Highness the Prince, I will become the power in your hands." ”

Wang Zheng nodded with satisfaction: "Remember, this seat is called Wang Zheng." ”

"Okay, senior Wang Zheng, when are we going to leave? Fen's expression seemed a little hurried, obviously after arguing with Wang Zheng for so long, he was even more worried about the prince's safety.

In the void, Wang Zheng stretched his limbs, stood in the void, and pointed into a sword with a slight click, and a golden pendant appeared in the void, slowly flying in front of Fen's eyes.

Fen looked at the pendant, and saw that although the pendant was golden, the structure was a little weird, it was two identical faces, one expressionless, and the other seemed to cry and laugh.

Taking the pendant, Fen looked at Wang Zheng with some doubts, but Wang Zheng smiled incomprehensibly: "Take him, he will give you strength." ”

Fen Yiyan put the pendant around her neck, and before she could think deeply about the pendant, she saw Wang Zheng say with a relaxed expression: "Let's go, lead the way." ”

Fen nodded hurriedly, activated his dark purple and black fighting aura, and shot away in one direction.

Wang Zheng stepped on the immortal step indulgently, and followed behind without hurrying like an immortal.

"Hmm...... has a second apprentice, and he is still the little prince of the elf tribe. And my two apprentices will also be praised by me as one of the most famous little fresh meat in the Western Continent. ”

"No, no...... How can this feeling be like Guo Degang and Xiao Yueyue?"

Wang Zheng, who was fluctuating in thought, shuddered suddenly, the picture was too beautiful, Wang Zheng couldn't accept it.