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Chapter 1297: One Thousand Two Hundred Ninety Four·"?"

"Have you heard of... the name Su Wensheng?" Su Ming'an touched his face.

The Lord of the World had a confused look in his eyes as he stared at Su Mingan's face, as if he was thinking, yet also at a loss.

It seems that the Lord's brain was seriously injured and his memory was so confused that he couldn't even remember the alliance.

At this time, a thin-faced man dragged a group of people tied up and walked into the hall, bowed and reported: "Master, the residents who spread the rumors have been arrested. They are all here for you to punish."

The bound people had towels stuffed in their mouths, their eyes were filled with tears, and they kept sobbing.

"...So noisy." The Lord leaned against the statue, yawned, and looked coldly at the thin-faced man: "Who told you to bring these things into the temple?"

"You said before that once we catch these people, we will send them to you..." The man responded with a bow. Suddenly, he saw the cold eyes of the Lord of the World. He felt a chill in his heart and immediately knelt down and said, "You are too talkative. I will put them in jail right now..."

Su Mingan glanced at the sobbing people and asked, "What crime have they committed?"

The Lord of the World said lazily, "They said I doted on my adopted daughter too much."

Su Mingan: "...Just this sentence?"

"That's it."

Su Mingan finally understood what people meant when they said "the world leader is cruel". There were boys of twelve or thirteen years old in this group of people. Maybe they just parroted what others said and were caught here without even making it public.

"What are you going to do with them?" Su Mingan said.

The thin-faced man glanced at Su Mingan in surprise. He had never seen the World Lord speak so kindly. If he had kept asking questions, he would have been torn into pieces by the World Lord.

"One pool." The Lord opened the lid of the tea and brushed off the foam on the surface of the water: "We have guests here today, so be gentle."

The thin-faced man cupped his hands in response and stabbed a woman in the stomach with a sword.

The woman opened her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with pain and despair. She looked at the Lord pitifully, as if begging for mercy, but knew it was useless, and soon she fell down spitting blood foam, without a sound.

A person died just like that, and the Lord of the World blew gently on the surface of the tea, unperturbed, his silver mask gleaming with a cold light like a sharp blade.

Then, Yihong walked to the next person.

Su Mingan knew that he shouldn't interfere with the rule of the world master, but this scene really disgusted him. He said calmly: "The room is full of the unpleasant smell of blood. Do you like this smell? Or do you deliberately want to show a cruel killing scene because I am here to show my power?"

The Lord's wrist trembled, and he looked at Su Ming'an in astonishment, as if he was surprised that Su Ming'an was so bold. However, looking at this familiar face, the Lord's depression inexplicably dissipated, and he said lightly:

"Yihong, take them and get out."

Yihong immediately led the group of people away, leaving only a pool of blood.

In the huge hall, there were only two people and the flickering candlelight.

The ruler of the world bent his head to sip tea, his purple hair hanging down, the porcelain cup was jade white, and the orange-red color stained by the candlelight fell on the silver mask, becoming the only warm color.

The slight collision of porcelain was like the sound of jade beads. Su Mingan moved his ears and heard a slightly hoarse voice:
"do you know?"

"The last time I dealt with this kind of criminal, I didn't kill him with one blow, but instead I let him savor it slowly... If you can't even accept this, you're even less capable of that kind of scene."

"I can't?" Su Ming'an replied, "I've seen more bloody scenes than you. I just can't bear to see a man who was gentle and polite the day before yesterday turn into a bloodthirsty and brutal mad king today."

The ruler is intelligent, but cruel.

However, the ruler is so schizophrenic because of a brain disease. Today he just happened to be in a manic-depressive state. Otherwise, he would still be a capable monarch.

"...Heh." The Lord's five fingers showed blue veins, and his eyes were full of coldness: "I have repeatedly given in because you make me curious...but do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"You dare, but you can't." Su Ming'an stood with his arms folded.

Su Mingan was originally provocative, but the Lord calmed down and his voice gradually calmed down: "Okay."

"I won't kill you because I'm familiar with your face. You also said that we formed an alliance the day before yesterday." The Lord of the World stroked his forehead, as if he had a headache: "You have to stay before I remember these things. Every time I see your face, my mind seems to remember something a little bit..."

Su Mingan was speechless. Was the Lord treating him as a medicine to treat mental illness? Just by looking at his face for a few times, he could slowly recall the past.

If the world ruler is really Wen... this makes sense.

The World Lord has a lot of information that Su Mingan needs, such as the reason for the two Yueyues, the reason for the disappearance of the five people from the Hui family, the true identity of the World Lord... Now, the Undead Realm is developing steadily, and the top players rescued by Su Mingan are all doing things, so they don't need him to sit in the back as a babysitter.

His position is a pioneer, a front-line information digger, facing the gods and civilizations. It is just right to stay here to find information.

Su Mingan said: "If you let me see the God of Annihilation, I will stay for a while."

This was an extremely tricky condition. It was extremely difficult to meet a god, but the Lord of the World did not care and nodded: "Okay, I will introduce you tomorrow."

In this way, the fourth ring of the main task was completed and everything went smoothly.

Su Mingan nodded. Although the Lord looked at him as if he were a new and interesting toy, if he really thought so, he would be in for a lot of trouble.

Seeing the Lord showing impatience, Su Mingan said goodbye at the right time.

"Tao'er, arrange the best room for him." At the Lord's order, the girl with the double buns came over, her pink skirt fluttering and her smile sweet. In such a dull and depressing atmosphere, she was the only one who was as lively as a peach blossom in spring.

She did not have the timid awe or fear that others had. She smiled openly, as if she was treating a brother next door.

"Okay, come with me!" Tao'er waved to Su Ming'an, and then smiled at the Lord of the World, "Xiao Wen, what should we call him then?"

The Lord of the World said, "Didn't he say that when I made an alliance with him a few days ago, I called him the National Master? So let's just treat him as the National Master."

Tao'er led Su Ming'an out, her tone playfully raised: "National Master, come with me~"

The further he walked outside the hall, the fresher the air became. Away from the world, Su Mingan felt as if a spring breeze had come, and the dullness in the hall was swept away.

The blue moon shone brightly, and the jade sparkled. When Su Mingan walked to the door of the palace, he couldn't help but look back.

The heavy curtains locked the darkness, the red carpet was deep and long, and one could not see the pitch-black interior at a glance. One could only vaguely see a figure drinking tea on the soft couch. A pair of golden eyes became the only bright color, and when they were closed, they were quietly dim.

...Living in such a depressing atmosphere, alone and helpless, no wonder he is so cruel.

Su Mingan quickly turned his head and didn't look back.

Taoer took him to find a room near the back garden, with rockery and peach blossoms beside the room.

"Tao'er, you have a very good relationship with the Lord of the World." Su Ming'an asked: "Are you some super powerful person?"

"I'm just an ordinary person. It's because my master is very powerful that Xiaowen is polite to me~" Taoer smiled, waved her hand, and skipped away.

Looking at her back, Su Mingan stood at the door, his eyes full of red powder, the wine flowing in the water, and peach blossoms falling on his shoulders.

In the shadows, Su Lin's voice came: "...Su Mingan, do you want to stay here temporarily?"

Su Mingan said: "Yes. There is a lot of important information in this line of the world master. It will take about two days. Can you go back to the land of the dead?"

Su Lin said: "In the Undead Realm, there are Aini, Lunxue, and many top players. Si Que has also made a good layout, and we just need to wait for the expansion. There is no need for me to go back and intervene."

Su Mingan thought for a while and said, "I sent out three lines before - the clone Ming went to the Wheel of Fortune. The clone Ying went to the Death Chanter. The SR card Su Jingtang went to the Blood Clan. I hope you can go find these three people."

Su Lin responded: "Ming, Ying, Su Jingtang? I see." He paused, and then said: "By the way, your power holder skills are still being upgraded, right? When you upgrade to the point where you can send me back to Praia forever, remember to send me back."

Su Mingan: "Okay."

If that day really came, he would certainly send Su Lin back. It was hard to leave one's hometown, and for Su Lin, this kind of wandering was too long.

There were still three hours left before the Disciple Game. Su Mingan slipped out of the room and wandered around the palace.

The emperor likes luxury, and the palace covers a vast area with gorgeous buildings everywhere. Su Mingan walked around for a while and suddenly found an area that was out of place.

Most of the palaces were Western-style buildings with pointed roofs, but he unexpectedly saw a group of pavilions with white walls, red tiles, towering eaves, and carved wooden columns, which looked like an exclusive oriental area.

He couldn't help but walk in. The building was also in oriental style, with scattered buildings and pavilions on all four corners. Why did the ruler of the world open up such an area with a completely different style?

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind.

“Ding—ling—”

The pear blossoms on thousands of trees rustled like silver bells.

He smelled the aroma of wine, like peach blossoms, or fermented rice, as if someone was drinking.

The whole garden is filled with spring beauty, and a few peach blossoms are hanging on the branches, emitting fragrance.

Looking for something, he saw a man standing quietly under a hexagonal white jade pavilion.

The peach blossoms were as light as snow-white hair. The man was wearing a silver jade robe, and his figure was as ethereal as a fairy. He held the cup in one hand and drank by himself, with a peach blossom floating in the wine.

A spring breeze blew, and the white hair fluttered in the wind, like a piece of soft white silk, dazzling people unable to take their eyes away, as if coexisting with thousands of gorgeous peach blossoms. The man lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were narrow and long, with no joy or sadness.

In this quiet night, the surrounding scenery seemed dimmed behind that person.

The moonlight shines through layers of clouds and falls on the world and on the indifferent eyes and brows.

"...!"

Su Mingan's pupils constricted, and his heart was instantly gripped by bitterness. He wanted to speak, but the sudden surge of sadness blocked his throat.

He clenched his fists, his heart seemed to skip a beat, and his breathing became sluggish.

...Maybe he is dreaming.

How could I see it?

I knew the snow had melted.

The whole garden is filled with the aroma of wine, so fragrant that it makes people feel sour.

But he still called out softly in disbelief like a babbling child.

……

"……godfather……"

……

then.

Indifferent eyes looked towards him.

The wind moves, the flowers sway.

The world is covered with snow.