One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

Seeing Meng Guiwen turn around, Chen Wuluo quickly stretched out his hand to pull Er Zhu Yuxun.

"Junior Sister Meng, ask slowly, I'll take this psychopath away." Chen Wuluo said.

Meng Guiwen didn't listen to Chen Wuluo's words.

It's just that Er Zhu Yuxun's action is indeed advisable.

After all, she has no deterrent effect at all.

Although Zhu Yuxun later became a pervert, he is still good at threatening people.

So in the eyes of everyone, Meng Guiwen suddenly looked at the South City Lord and the North City Lord with his hips akimbo.

Looking at the vicious little beast in front of him, the North City Lord almost laughed out loud.

Even Erzhu Yuxun didn't react.

He was worried that Junior Sister Meng was not imposing enough, so he came to intimidate the two of them, but when Junior Sister Meng imitated him, he felt that his appearance was not imposing enough.

"Little friend, you don't need to scare us. Since you want to save our lives, we know that you must need us." The North City Lord said, and took off his coat directly, and even stretched out his hand to untie it. lining.

Meng Guiwen blinked when he heard the words, and also felt that what City Lord Bei said was reasonable.

On the contrary, it was Er Zhu Yuxun who saw City Lord Bei take off his clothes without hesitation, turned around in fright, and even covered Chen Wuluo's eyes with his hands.

And the South City Lord who was still sitting next to him also turned his head to the side, not looking at the North City Lord.

Qin Lou in the distance had already run behind a tree to hide.

Only Meng Guiwen stared at his good figure like a normal person.

-

The North City Lord cleaned up his body, and then changed into a clean dress.

"It's just that I don't know what this little friend wants us evil cultivators to do." The Lord of Beicheng is not stupid. He still can't recognize Meng Guiyi's identity at this time, so all this is in vain. The head of the century-old evil cultivator.

A woman can climb so high in a place that eats people, how could she not have the ability?

What made her puzzled was that the girl in front of her was obviously from the Taiqing sect, the head of the five great immortal sects, why did she seek out these evil cultivators.

After all, in the eyes of these righteous disciples, it would not be a pity to die a hundred times.

"I need you to live until I let you die." Meng Guiyi said.

Her words were straightforward, which made everyone present a little astonished.

After the North City Master realized it, he couldn't help laughing: "This little friend is strange, aren't you afraid that we will reveal what you have done?"

Meng Guiwen didn't care, the expression on her face was still indifferent.

"Who do you think will believe it?"

In a word, the smile on the face of the North City Lord froze.

That's right, this child is from the Taiqing Sect, the head of the five great immortal sects, and a disciple of the Righteous Way.

Who would believe them when they evil cultivators said that disciples of the righteous way had done something bad?

After thinking about this truth clearly, the heart of Beicheng Lord was instantly chilled.

It is precisely because they are evil cultivators that she is looking for them.

And what they want is not ordinary evil cultivators, but the lord of their Vientiane City, who has a certain amount of evil cultivators.

So what this child has to do is not an ordinary thing.

Thinking of this, the smile on Beicheng Master's face could no longer be smiled.

The two people behind her seemed to be listening to her.

So, did she plan these things by herself, or is there someone behind her?

Judging by her appearance, she is only ten years old.

Teenagers are still naively thinking about how to improve their cultivation.

Where would you think of redundant things.

"Then as a scapegoat, I also want to die to understand. What are you going to do?" The Nan City Lord also stood up and patted the dust on his body. He was not as particular about the North City Lord.

Regarding the other party's straightforward attitude, Meng Guiyi subconsciously felt that the other party's words were somewhat reasonable.

but......

Meng Guiwen didn't speak.

The plan is only known by yourself, and that is the safest.

Except that the protagonist's plan will not be leaked, the plans of these villains will be known to everyone in the mainland even if they are told to their confidantes.

So Meng Guiwen would not say anything.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I won't ask any more questions, but what do we need to do next? Can this always tell us?" City Lord Nan asked again.

Although I don't know what the child's intention is now.

But as long as she lets them do things, then they can find clues from what the other party wants to do by themselves.

"I need you to enter the True Wind Continent, and let those monks know that you are still alive." Meng Guiwen replied.

The South City Lord and the North City Lord thought they would have some outrageous tasks.

How did you know that this is what Meng Guiwen wanted them to do...

I don't know why, but the South City Lord and the North City Lord always feel that there is a breath in their chests that cannot go up or down.

Is it really just for the dead ghost?

"Then he..." Beichengzhu looked at Liu Junhao, unable to kill Liu Junhao, Beichengzhu felt uncomfortable.

Meng Guiwen also looked at Liu Junhao.

"That's not your business." Meng Guiyi said.

After saying this, turn around and leave.

Then the North City Lord and the South City Lord were thrown on this deserted island by Meng Guiwen.

Do you really trust them that much?

Three days later.

The North City Lord and the South City Lord still came to the True Wind Continent.

It's not that they are really obedient, but that they have gone back to see their lair.

It was completely destroyed.

There are more than 7 people in the entire Vientiane City.

In the end, only more than 1 survived.

And most of them are cauldrons and servants locked underground.

Those evil cultivators either disappeared without a trace, or were found hundreds of miles away on the sea.

As for the evil cultivators who survived, they seemed to be quite frightened, and they were all dumbfounded.

At this time, the entire True Wind Continent is discussing this matter.

Especially the big explosion that happened a few nights ago.

The South City Lord and the North City Lord changed into ordinary clothes, pretending to be a pair of brothers and sisters, and inquiring about what happened in the past few days.

The two listened to what those people said, and they just listened to it.

After all, although these common people know the existence of the world of cultivating immortals.

However, immortal cultivators cannot cast spells at will in front of ordinary people, even if they really see immortal cultivators, they will not recognize them.

There are post stations with five immortal gates in the city, but those post stations are like temples in their eyes.

If there is nothing to do, they will go to worship. As for the monks inside, they dare not take a second look.

Moreover, these mortals will not know about the affairs of the world of cultivating immortals.

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The capital of the Penglai Empire, Penglai City.

A girl is sitting in front of a bed in a tall building, and in front of her is a boy.

"Is it still closed?" the girl asked him.

"Well, since the explosion on Xiexiu Island, his mood has been a little unstable." The boy nodded.

After saying this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Forget it, let's go back, it's almost ten days, she should be here too." The girl got up.

Hearing this, the young man also stood up.

He wanted to ask the girl why she was so sure, but when he thought of that person's temperament, he said ten days was ten days.

Otherwise, my uncle wouldn't really be able to wait forever.

Thinking of this, the boy felt a little helpless, so he could only go back.

But when he went back and saw the broken door, he reached out and rubbed his temple helplessly.

People still run away...

Gu Junchao entered the room, looked around, and there was only a message on the table.

"I'm going to pick up Missy."

Looking at the cat paw prints on the door, Gu Junchao knew that his uncle must have been bewitched by the little copper cat.

Obviously my uncle promised to wait ten days.

Only the kitten couldn't wait, and almost demolished the Emperor Ji's Mansion.