Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 289 Yaoxing Society’s Interview, Wang Bing’s Next Plan

At the Luotian Dajiao competition venue, steam was rising and the air was filled with the dullness before a summer rain.

"Monsters, both of them are monsters!" The onlookers exclaimed in amazement, staring intently at the center of the venue.

A ball of blazing fire collided with the rushing water column, making a "sizzling" sound, and the mist spread everywhere again.

Hong Bin's decline became increasingly apparent and he was defeated.

"You are worthy of being called the Little God of Fire. With the Fire of Bing trampling on the Water of Gui, I cannot even defeat you in the fire competition." Zhuge Qing tidied up his tangled hair and extended his hand forward.

"Hmph, Zhuge Fox! I really don't have the energy to fight with you. I can't get excited at all!" Hong Bin stepped forward, held Zhuge Qing's hand, and slowly stood up from the ground.

"Brother Yan once told me that not everything can be solved by just being passionate. It seems I am still far from that!" said the Little God of Fire with a smile.

Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Looking at Brother Hong Bin's strong character, I thought he wanted to continue to tangle with me."

"Come on, I'm not someone who can't afford to lose. But the methods you use in the Wuhou sect are really weird, really powerful!"

"At this age, I have never seen someone like you who can refine magic to such a pure level." Zhuge Qing bowed and said, "When it comes to using fire, I am really no match for you."

If we don't count "True Fire Samadhi"...

"Hey, hey, hey, are you two done?" the Taoist priest who was in charge of the meeting said impatiently.

"Let's talk about the business bragging later. Clear the space for me first."

Hearing this, the little fire god Hong Bin put his arm around Zhuge Qing's shoulder and pulled him out of the arena.

Directly opposite, there was overwhelming cheering. Reporters from Yaoxing Society and Jianghu Inn had been waiting for a long time. As soon as they saw the arrival of the two people, they swarmed over and surrounded them tightly.

Among the people holding microphones, Zhuge Qing saw a familiar face.

It was Xie Fang, the reporter from Zhuge Bagua Village who was responsible for digging deep into the Wuhou faction that day.

"Hey, you look like you've been promoted, right?"

Xie Fang retracted her hand holding the microphone and smiled awkwardly: "No, I was fired. So I changed my location and started working again. It's still my internship period now, but I moved from Jianghu Inn to Yaoxing Club."

"Let's not talk about these troublesome things." Xie Fang changed the subject and started the interview directly, "May I ask, Wu Hou Sect has always been aloof from worldly affairs, what is your motivation that prompted you to participate in this Luotian Dajiao competition?"

As someone who had worked in the entertainment industry, Zhuge Qing was already accustomed to microphones and cameras and quickly got into the state.

"As the saying goes, there are always people who are better than you. Naturally, I want to see the gap between myself and my peers, broaden my horizons and gain more knowledge."

Xie Fang was naturally not satisfied with this official answer, so she asked again: "Do you think you will meet someone like Yan Huan again?"

In the past, Zhuge Qing was defeated by Yan Huan, but it caused quite a stir in the circle.

Zhuge Qing looked calm and said with a smile: "I don't think I will meet another 'Yan Huan'. The fact that he didn't show up in this competition just proves this point."

"Hmm..." Xie Fang paused, then asked, "Excluding the Witch King Yan Huan, your current strength is actually far beyond your peers. Could it be that your goal is actually that?"

"Hmm?" Zhuge Qing tilted his head in confusion.

"That's the realm that your ancestor, Zhuge Wuhou, was just one step away from!" Xie Fang asked happily. As soon as this question came out, all the people who were surrounding them became excited.

Microphones were stuffed in front of Zhuge Qing one by one.

"What you are asking about is metamorphosis?"

Coincidentally, I have no idea about this question. My ancestor is in the jade necklace. Who knows what his vision and state of mind were at that time?

Do you want to ask again?
However, the secret of becoming an immortal is something that even someone like our ancestor, whose status and destiny are so important, would probably not be able to reveal easily, right?
"Please..." Zhuge Qing frowned and said, "Do you think this is a novel? Besides, Qing may not be able to reach the realm of our ancestor in his lifetime, let alone ascend to heaven."

In the hustle and bustle, two more figures attracted everyone's attention. Zhang Chulan stopped Feng Baobao and pressed down the shovel in her hand.

"No, Sister Baoer, we are in public, think twice! Think twice!"

Feng Baobao looked at the crowd blankly and said, "It's okay. No matter if they are strange or not, I will bury them all for you."

"Hey! They are the other two winning contestants. Please accept our interview!" Some of the reporters surrounding Zhuge Qing dispersed and turned to interview Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao.

Just then, the man in the baseball cap passed by Zhang Chulan and whispered something.

"The two Patriarchs, Lu and Wang, of the Ten Lords, want to see you. They want to know about your grandfather, so come over."

Eh?
Zhang Chulan looked behind him and waved at Xu San.

"Third brother, help me look after Sister Baoer. I'll be back soon."

He squeezed out of the crowd and left with the man in the peaked cap.

In a hidden corner outside the stadium, Wang Bing watched everything coldly, folded his arms, and leaned against the stone wall that was warmed by the sunlight.

"I feel like the stuff in that guy's necklace is getting more subtle."

"We should take advantage of Zhuge Qing's weakness to make our move."

He looked up at the sky. It gets dark late in the summer, but at this moment a bright and beautiful glow appeared in the sea of ​​clouds.

Wang Yi in the Mediterranean pressed the call button repeatedly, but Wang Ai's phone always showed that no one was answering the call.

"Master, Master Wang Bing is still harboring evil intentions. Please answer the phone!"

After trying many times, he still couldn't get through. After thinking for a while, Mediterranean slapped his bald head.

broken!

The eldest master and old Patriarch Lu are discussing matters at this moment, so I’m afraid they won’t be contactable for a while.

"Young Master, the eldest master said that we are not allowed to attack the Wu Hou faction..." Wang Yi said angrily.

It is true that the Zhuge family has declined, but the world's respect for Zhuge Wuhou has not weakened with the progress of the times. In front of the Wang family, the Wuhou faction is completely insignificant in terms of strength, wealth and power.

However, the thousand-year heritage of the Wuhou School, coupled with the spiritual symbols and cultural heritage behind it, is not something that the Wang family can easily challenge.

"It's alright. I'm just a sorcerer. How can I know any witchcraft? When the time comes, I will capture the thing in the necklace, and Zhuge Qing may not even know it."

Wang Bing raised his head proudly, stared at the figure squeezing out of the crowd, and suddenly sneered.

"By the way, have you checked everything I asked you to check?"

Wang Yi shook his head. "There is no need to investigate what the young master arranged. The reputation of the Witch King Yan Huan is now known to everyone in the entire circle. Except for the group of 'Quan Xing' who are playing with their lives, no one will offend him."

"But the young master is the only one who doesn't know these things!"

"Could it be that someone has really tampered with my memory, but why? With Grandpa around, he would never allow someone to do this..." Wang Bing murmured in a low voice.

There was a sharp cry in the air, and a huge gray rat spirit flew back and landed at the king's shoulder.

Squeak, squeak, squeak!
"Okay!" After listening to Shu Ling's words, Wang Bing grabbed it and put it into his mouth.

"Call a few more people to accompany me. Zhuge Qing is on his way out of the mountain, and Zhuge Bai is not with him. He is alone now."

"Come with me and get that thing."

(End of this chapter)