Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 359: Give revenge

"What are you going to do?"

Xiao Wangshu said, raising his hand.

The kettle just boiled on the stove next to it automatically flew over.

The body of the pot is tilted, and a steaming water column in the spout draws a half-arc and pours it into the two teacups in front of it.

Two pieces of tea grains the size of rice grains at the bottom of the cup were washed by the hot boiling water, and instantly stretched out, fainting in circles of dark yellow like the years, and soon the entire cup was dyed a rich amber color .

"Genting Extinction Tea? You are too cautious."

Ying Wuji looked at the amber-colored tea in the cup, and was quite surprised, and immediately replied: "Killing a godly favored person whose strength has been abolished is not difficult for you and me, at least for me. There are at least a hundred ways to make Lin Beichen silently die in Yunmeng City tonight."

Xiao Wangshu is noncommittal.

His orange peel-like fingers gently tilted the tabletop.

Two cups of amber tea, one of which flew into the sky and floated steadily in front of Ying Wuji.

"And then what?"

he asked.

Ying Wuji held the teacup, smiled, and said, "Killing Lin Beichen, putting the blame on Zuo Xiang's line, provoking the anger of the old guys, messing up the situation, and then catching fish in troubled waters, isn't it difficult? You? It's not that I don't know, I'm the best at doing this kind of thing."

Xiao Wangshu picked up the teacup, sipped it lightly, turned his words, and sighed: "The water of Yunmeng is the best in the world. I didn't expect an ancient well in this dilapidated outpost to have such pure water."

"Don't be slow to play charades."

Seeing him like this, Ying Wuji felt a little impatient and frowned, "Don't you think Lin Beichen deserves to die?"

Xiao Wangshu drank the tea in one gulp, put down the cup, and then slowly said: "Of course not... Lin Beichen has shallow eyelids, he doesn't know how powerful he is, and he is unwilling to cooperate with us, then he is indeed more alive than alive. Value...but, you made a huge mistake."

"What's wrong?"

Ying Wuji frowned.

Xiao Wangshu raised his head suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and he said every word: "I reminded you, never underestimate any opponent."

"Hey, you said this."

Ying Wuji laughed confidently and said: "I didn't despise them, Lao Xiao, you look down on them too much, already

It's been a long time, the old guys like Ling Taixu, the old bones are about to rust away, even a group of Phoenix Divine Dragons, the former gorgeous feathers are about to fall off, Zhan Tianhou is the only support, Now that they are down, they only have to remember the past. Killing Lin Beichen is like hitting their inverse scale. We don't even need to tease them deliberately, the old guys will be excited like mad dogs. , to launch the cruelest revenge against all possible murderers..."

Xiao Wangshu had a strange expression and asked, "Then do you think that among all possible murderers, do you not include us?"

Ying Wuji said, "Of course not."

"Why?"

Xiao Wangshu asked.

"Does it even need to be said?"

Ying Wuji drank the tea in the cup in one breath, pushed the empty cup to Xiao Wang's writing, and said, "Because we used to be fans of Marquis Zhantian, and now we are the heirs of his legacy, and this Once in Yunmeng City, he was very restrained and indulgent towards that little bastard, and he also showed any flaws."

Xiao Wangshu said: "A legacy? Do you think that Lin Jinnan is really dead?"

When Ying Wuji heard this sentence, his face changed suddenly, he resisted the fear in his heart, and said: "Lao Xiao, what do you... mean? Did you find something?"

Xiao Wangshu shook his head and said, "No. It's just that I can't see Lin Jinnan's body for a day, and I can't feel at ease for a day. This person is too scary."

Ying Wuji lowered his head and thought for a while, his tone uncertain, "Isn't it? If he hadn't died, Tan Gu Jin almost killed his precious son in Yunmeng City, and he never showed up. Let's go."

"Be prepared for the worst."

Xiao Wangshu made two more cups of tea and gave Ying Wuji a cup before slowly saying: "Back to the previous topic, I can guarantee that if Lin Beichen died so silently, then the old man Guys, you'll be suspicious of us for the simple reason that we're the beneficiaries too."

Ying Wuji was silent.

Xiao Wangshu saw that he had been shaken, so he smiled lightly and said: "So, Eagle, this matter is not suitable for you, you should leave it to me. Lin Beichen must die, but how can he die? , Who will die, and when will he die, we must pay attention to timing, careful planning, and interlocking, so that Lin Beichen, a dead chess player, can come alive.

Ying Wuji picked up the teacup, drank it all, and said, "Alright, anyway, I just want that kid to die."

Thinking of the little **** in the bamboo garden

, those words that were scolded in a different way, Ying Wuji wanted to cramp his skin and smash his corpse into thousands of pieces.

He was never a generous person.

"Well, to be honest, if it's not a last resort, I really can't bear to shoot this little guy. After all, Lin Jinnan is kind to you and me, and now he only has the last bloodline, which is preserved."

Cang-bearded and Hao-shou smiled and forgot the book, sighed, and had a compassionate and authentic face.

Ying Wuji sneered: "Send that little **** to see his dead ghost father and reunite their father and son, just to repay Lin Jinnan's kindness, kill two birds with one stone, wouldn't it be perfect."

After he finished speaking, he finished his third cup of tea, put on a bamboo hat, and walked out, saying, "Okay, since Lao Xiao you took the initiative to take this matter, then I'll do another one. "

The figure flashes.

It turned into a rainbow light and disappeared in the direction of Yunmeng City.

Xiao Wangshu sat in the same place without looking up, pouring himself another cup of tea.

This time, however, he didn't drink.

Orange peel-like fingers lightly rested on the outer rim of the teacup, the rare Qi-type profound energy revolved, and soon a wisp of amber-colored tea mist rose up, getting thicker and thicker, until finally It is gradually covering the entire small outpost.

Genting Extinction Tea, one of the three divine teas of the Beihai Empire.

It's not the best drink, nor the most thirst-quenching.

But it has a special effect of shrouding the scent of tea, annihilating all the breath of martial arts and traces of warriors. After the breath is extinguished, even if there is an innate martial arts expert who can trace back with great magical powers, it is impossible to find the slightest clue.

Xiao Wangshu's robes fluttered, and his figure was unrestrained. From the outpost filled with tea mist, he slowly walked out with his hands behind his back.

"Ten days later, it will be the Tianjiao exchange competition of the four major leaders of Fengyu Province. Hahaha, this time, the location of the exchange competition is selected in Yunmeng City, which is a good choice. A blessed one, hehehe!"

He laughs to himself.

Twenty breaths later.

The tea mist that enveloped the outpost dissipated.

Xiao Wangshu's figure disappeared.

The afternoon sun is still lazily shining on the earth, the shadows of the outposts are elongated, the wind is passing through the dense foliage, the canopies are swaying, day by day, as if nothing had happened.