After Wang Dao's words were finished, Wan Er was still like this, as if he hadn't heard it.

Wang Dao didn't say much anymore, he directly stretched out his palm, and silently raised his strength, he decided to use external stimulation to wake up Wan Er, which is also the principle he has always followed, and try not to horn when he can do it.

The more official answer to what is an external stimulus is to make one object feel the pressure of another object through the collision between objects, so as to stimulate its nerves to achieve the effect.

To put it in layman's terms, it would be to give him two slaps and wake up Wan Er.

"Do you really want to do this?" looked at him, Wang Zhili couldn't help but say.

This is really a thankless job, whether it is useful or not, this Waner will definitely not spare the king knife.

As far as his narrow-minded and small-bellied chicken intestines are concerned, he has always been the only one who beats others, how can he let people beat him.

"Why don't you come?" said Wang Dao, if there was no way, who would want to carry this pot.

"I have been weak and sick since I was a child, I have no power to bind the chicken, the martial arts in the king knife are world-famous, and I can make wind in my hands, so I am naturally the best candidate. Wang Zhili hurriedly refused.

Wang Dao is okay, as far as his kung fu is concerned, Wan Er still has to take care of one or two, at most, it will be recorded in his small notebook, and he will repay the grace of saving his life in the future.

If he changed his royal gift, he would not be able to withstand his toss with his small body, so he couldn't do this no matter what.

"After all, you're also doing it for his good, and he'll definitely understand. Wang Zhili spoke again, but no matter how he listened to it, it was a little encouraging.

"I'm doing it for his good. Wang Dao nodded, comforting himself and said.

He no longer hesitated, picked up his arm, gritted his teeth, and slapped it hard.

This time the strength is not small, even if it is next to the tree, you have to take off a layer of skin, if it is really fanned on the face, it will be ten days and half a month.

At that critical moment, seeing that it was about to fall on his face, Wang Zhili had already closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to see the bloody scene, Wan Er suddenly opened his eyes and said, "What are you doing?"

This frightened Wang Dao, you said that you didn't wake up early or late, but you woke up at this time.

Under Wang Dao's best efforts, the big slap finally stopped three inches away from Wan Er's face, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The cold palm wind had even blown his hair, which showed how strong it was.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid you're hot. Wang Dao said, I didn't expect that people like him also lied, this is not the Wang Dao we know.

There is no way, he is stronger than others, and he has to accept his fate, from this moment on, he is not the king knife who has no worries and loves martial arts.

He has been contaminated by the world, and the author of all this is Waner.

"Really?" Wan Er said without revealing it.

"Of course. Wang Dao replied, and returned to his original cold appearance.

"If you don't believe it, ask the king. Then he added.

If it were our previous king sword, Shi would never say this, believe it or not, alas, you have changed, and you are no longer our previous king sword.

"How's it going?" Before Wan Er could ask, Wang Zhili quickly changed the topic.

"It's okay, it's just thinking about something. Wan Er replied lightly, unwilling to say the hardship in his heart.

Don't look at every shape of his daily giggling, but there is a lot of arrogance in his heart, but he is deeply hidden under the appearance, and he does not want to show it.

"What are we going to do next?" asked Wang Zhili, without further ado.

"I'm going to the City Lord's Mansion. Wan Er replied, his tone very firm.

"You're crazy. Wang Zhili said.

"The current Mountain City City Lord's Mansion is not as good as in the past, even if it is Zhao Chan, what can you do, I'm afraid you haven't entered the Hades Palace, and you won't be able to see her at all. Wang Zhili said again, with a face of hatred that iron does not become steel.

"I'm going. Wan Er said.

Now he can't listen to it at all, and it's not that he doesn't know this, but this time, he has to go.

Even if it is a net of heaven and earth, even if it is a tiger's den in Longtan, he has to break through.

"You're not afraid of death?" Wang Zhili said.

"Don't be afraid. Manji replied.

"Aren't you afraid that Quzhou will never be owned again?Not afraid that those soldiers died in vain?,Aren't you afraid that their souls will be unsettled?" Wang Zhili said as he stared at him deadly.

Wan Er was speechless, speechless, now he is not only Wan Er, but also the commander of Quzhou, the lord of Tianfu, all some things, it is indeed impossible to go his own way.

"I'm going. In the end, Wan Er finally said that sentence.

Wang Zhili sighed, how could he not know that this would definitely be the end, as long as it was what he believed, it would not change no matter what.

But they didn't know that Zhao Chan had actually seen Wan Er, which was the reason why he had to go.

Although they were speechless before, he believed that Chan Yatou would not change, and she was still the Chan girl who had one second brother in one mouth, and she might be waiting for him anxiously now.

I didn't want to explain, so I turned around and pushed the door and left, calmly went downstairs, and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Behind him, there were two figures.

A thin figure, dressed in a wide robe, with his hands on his sleeves and a pair of narrow eyes.

One was dressed in black, his face was like frost, and he was carrying a long knife behind him, and he looked very human.

"Why are you coming along?" Wan Er said when he looked back at the two of them.

"You think I want to come, it's not that you're afraid that you won't be able to find the way out of your stupidity. Wang Zhili said angrily.

Wan Er didn't say much, just stopped where he was, and waited for the two of them to follow, and they went forward together.

Wang Dao is on the left, Wang Zhili is on the right, and our Ten Thousand Great Commanders are in the middle, three people, with different expressions, but their steps are surprisingly consistent.

The dragon walks and walks the tiger, indomitable, together can go to the sky, together can also step on the Yellow Spring.

Step by step, the City Lord's Mansion is in front of you.

"You just want to enter like this?" asked Wang Zhili at the door.

"How can you kill it?" Wan Er said, glancing at Wang Dao.

"A dead end. Wang Dao said unceremoniously.

Now this City Lord's Mansion, I'm afraid that no one in the world dares to say that he can kill it, even if it is Shi Jike of the White Emperor City.

There are thousands of Moxia, plus the four guards of the Mo family, unless it is a thousand troops, otherwise it is as stable as Mount Tai.

"That's not the end, what else can I do, there is no other way to go, let alone sneak in, I'm afraid I have been taken down and killed before I landed, it is better to enter openly." Wan Er said.

"I don't believe it, I take out my identity, just by virtue of my relationship with the old man of iron, what can they do with me, and I can't invite them into the service of good wine and food. He said unashamedly, I really don't know how many pounds and taels I have.