The moon has crossed the middle of the sky, gradually slanting westward.

At this time, in Jingling City, except for the patrolling soldiers, there was not a single pedestrian on the street.

At this time, people were like wisps of green smoke, flying above the roofs of the shops in the city.

Every time he lightly touched the building under his feet, the person instantly flew over a distance of more than ten zhang, and sped towards the Duji Mountain Villa in the center of the city like a ghost.

After a while, he had entered the village, and there were many more patrolmen in this villa than in the city outside, but with Mo Wen's light skills, he was like entering a no-man's land.

In a moment he had skimmed the stone steps in front of the main mansion and entered the mansion, first the hall, then the long corridor, through several houses, and finally into a large beautiful garden in the backyard.

At this time, the sound of the zither faintly came from behind a bamboo forest, and the tone was frustrated, and it was indescribably lingering and compassionate, which made people feel softened.

Mo Wen walked through the path between the bamboo forests, and suddenly opened up in front of him, and it was another deep and elegant garden.

In the middle of the garden, a two-storey attic rises from it.

Under the moonlight, there was a sparkling water on the side of the attic, which thought it was a pool, and even at night, you could already see the beauty of the scenery here.

At this time, the sound of the zither became clearer and clearer, and it was clearly coming from the second floor of the attic.

Listening carefully, the sound of the zither gives people a lingering and unbearable sadness; The more I listen, the more difficult it is to give up, and the heart is like a thousand pounds of heavy stones, which makes people have to look up to the sky and scream in order to vent one or two.

Mo Wen saw that there were no servants and guards in the garden, so he flew up to the top of the building.

He spread out his mental power, and the situation in the room was reflected in his heart lake.

Inside the room sat a man and a woman.

The woman's back is facing the window, and her hands are stroking the kite, but the infinitely beautiful back is enough to tug anyone's heartstrings, it is Wan Wan.

He didn't know the man, but he thought it was Fang Zetao.

At this moment, Fang Zetao closed his eyes, completely immersed in the world of Zhengyin, as if he had sunk into it, isolated from the world.

Seeing this, although he knew that Fang Zetao, a fool, had not been alive for a few days, Wan Wan was just using him.

But his anger was still growing in his heart, and he reached for a section of the spear with the head hanging on the left side.

[System prompt: Wanwan's favorability towards the host is +10, and the current favorability is 60, please keep up the host's efforts!] 】

Mo Wen was about to ignore the thirty-seven twenty-one and slaughter Fang Zetao first, when the sudden system prompt caught him off guard.

"What's the situation, Wan Wan knew about the existence of the system, and directly began to bribe me with good feelings?"

Just when Mo Wen was confused, he heard a soft sound in the house.

"Zheng!"

But it turned out that a string on the guzheng suddenly broke, and Fang Ze was awakened in an instant.

Wan Wan lowered her head and said: "The night is dark, and the slave family is a little tired!" ”

When Fang Zetao heard this, he saw that her face was tired, and she looked out the window at the night, and suddenly realized that it was already very late.

So he hurriedly stood up, looked at Wan Wan with extremely gentle and apologetic eyes, and said softly: "It's really Wan Wan that your Zheng talked so well that I was intoxicated unconsciously and forgot the time." ”

Then he saluted Wan Wan and said, "Fang Mou will go back now, and come to see Wan Wan girl tomorrow." ”

After walking a few steps, as if remembering something, he suddenly turned around and said, "Ah, by the way, Miss Wanwan, you should also rest early!" ”

Mo Wen looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly felt familiar, he tried to think about it for a long time, isn't this his state for a while?

I couldn't help but scolded in my heart: "I and this Fang Zetao are all the way, they are all licking dogs, big brother don't say second brother, why do I look down on others, hey!" ”

Thinking of this, he hung the removed section of the gun back on his waist.

"It's the same end of the world, why is it too anxious to fry each other!"

Fang Zetao was already gone.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept across the ridge of the roof, and Wan Wan had already gone up to the roof and arrived beside Mo Wen.

Hearing the content of his mouth, he couldn't help but laugh coquettishly.

"What a mess, why are you and him the same end of the world, why are you in a hurry......"

Speaking of this, Wan Wan suddenly paused, opened a pair of black and shining eyes, looked at Mo and asked: "'The same is the end of the world', where did this sentence come from, could it be that it is a poem made by you again?" ”

Rao is cheeky and embarrassed to copy Li Bai and Bai Juyi, so he had to change the topic and said, "Isn't this the point at all?" ”

"So what's the point?"

Mo Wen said sadly: "The point is that you don't love me anymore, you actually play the guzheng for other men, but you never play it for me!" ”

Wan Wan slowly sat on the roof at this time, she looked up at Mo Wen, her face bloomed with a sincere smile that she had never seen before, patted her side and said softly: "You sit down first, let's talk slowly, okay?" ”

Seeing this, Fang Cai's indifference disappeared in an instant, he sat down next to Wan Wan, and saw that Wan Wan did not dodge, and couldn't help but be curious.

Wan Wan didn't seem to notice that the two were close together, she just looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

Mo Wen didn't say anything, just looked at her side face.

"The slave family was adopted by the master when she was very young, and she has been by the master's side all these years, and she passed on my mantle, so to speak, she poured all her heart and soul into me.

The master treats me like a mountain, and I naturally hope to help her fulfill her wish, strengthen the Holy Gate, and even unify the two sects and six sects. And confusing Fang Zetao is the task assigned to me by the master. ”

Speaking of this, she turned her head to look at Mo Wen, her expression was complicated, and she continued faintly: "In addition, the Heavenly Demon Technique that I have practiced, before this skill has reached the highest level of the eighteenth layer, once I lose my body, I will not be able to advance an inch.

When my master was on the seventeenth floor, he was deceived by Shi Zhixuan and lost his life to him, so that he had no hope for the highest level in his life. ”

"Therefore, the master told me that if I am emotionally attracted to any man, I must kill him, so as to eliminate the trouble."

"After meeting you, I saw that you were obsessed with me, and you were obedient, and tried every means to please others, and my heart naturally rejoiced. But if he says that he is tempted by you, he is lying in vain. ”

"I've always thought that I'm just using you, in my eyes, there is no difference between you and Fang Zetao."

Speaking of this, Wan Wan said in a sad tone, looked into the distance, and complained: "But until that moment, I was in the same room as Fang Zetao, and when I felt your breath, my heart was suddenly in turmoil, and it was difficult to control myself, and the true qi in my body was almost out of control." ”

Speaking of this, she looked back at Mo Wen, no longer charming as before, and said softly: "Only then did I understand that people are afraid that they already have you in their hearts, and it is difficult to give up, what do you say people should do?" ”

Mo Wen listened silently, and it was only at this moment that he finally understood why Fang Cai had suddenly increased his favorability by 10 points.

Although Wan Wan's words are half-true and half-false, half-true and half-true, in the final analysis, it is just to envelop herself as a thug.

I'm afraid that in her true heart, there is not much difference between herself and the surname Fang.