Dedicate One’s Mind

Chapter 283 Praying Mantis and Cicada

"Well, where is this?" Wang Er groaned, woke up leisurely, opened his sleepy eyes, and was shocked to find that he had arrived in a strange place, with overgrown vegetation, thorns, and no human habitation.

Wang Er realized that something was wrong, and his eyes wandered around, and he found a figure in front of him. It was a nightmare engraved in the depths of his soul, and countless cold sweats fell from his midnight dream.

Wang Er knelt on the ground in a panic and said, "I didn't know that the master was here. It's too late to pay my respects."

Wu Yi clasped his hands behind his back, not looking at Wang Er, with a cold face and said nothing.

Wang Er noticed Wu Yi's dissatisfaction, and his heart sank to the bottom of his heart. He did not forget that his life was still in Wu Yi's hands, and said quickly: "Master will obey whatever orders you have." "

After saying that, he knocked his head heavily on the ground several times, with a banging sound. His forehead was bruised and bruised, and his head was dizzy. However, he did not dare to stop without Wu Yi's instructions.

"Not necessarily." Wu Yi said indifferently.

Wu Yi finally responded, which meant that there was still room for redemption. Wang Er was overjoyed and swore to the sky: "Even if you go up mountains of swords and seas of fire, the villain must do things well for his master."

"Does it include getting rid of Lan Xinyu?" Wu Yi made a teasing voice. Lan Xinyu was the power that Wang Er had climbed up to. He was the prime minister of a country and had a golden elixir cultivation. Wang Er was his face.

Wang Er was stunned, "This, this, this -" he was a little confused.

Wu Yi couldn't help but shook his head. Wang Er still didn't recognize the reality, but he didn't blame him. After all, in the Mingyue Realm, golden elixir monks were the highest pursuit of most people, and Wang Er never thought that he could marry Dan, I am extremely satisfied with my life.

Behind Wang Er, in a thicket of weeds as tall as one person, there is a pair of eyes looking at Wang Er who is kneeling on the ground and Wu Yi, who is full of evil spirits. He is an extremely handsome young man, but he is dressed in bright clothes and smeared with rouge. Femininity.

The young man listened to the words of the two people. When he heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He gathered his breath and slowly backed away.

Suddenly, he felt a hint of coldness. Before he could react, he lost consciousness and fainted on the ground.

When this handsome young man followed, Wu Yi didn't notice anything strange at first. It could be said that he was careless, but after being followed all the way by this young man, if he hadn't noticed it yet, it wouldn't be Wu Yi. In the treacherous and ever-changing world of cultivation, we don't know He died several times.

The mantis wants to catch the cicada, but he doesn't know that the oriole and the cicada are together. They seem to be more skilled, but they are supported by strength.

Wu Yi held up his sleeves, and the unconscious body of the young man was photographed at his feet. Wang Er, who was still hesitating, saw the young man and screamed, "Why is this person here?"

"Guess." Wu Yi laughed evilly. Wang Er's body trembled and he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. He didn't know how he got out of the market on his own, but it must have something to do with Wu Yi.

If Wu Yi "accidentally" exposed his traces when he took him out of the camp, wouldn't he become a traitor? Wu Yi was cutting off his own escape route.

Wu Yi, who had penetrated Wang Er's heart, closed his eyes, fearing that if he couldn't help but slap the boy to death, he would think too highly of himself. He was just a foundation-building monk. With Wu Yi's current status, he could have as much as he wanted. Why use this weird trick?

"I am willing, I am willing." Wang Er, who had figured everything out, kowtowed as before, which made Wu Yi disgusted and did not restrain his expression at all.

"Do you know why you are brought here?"

"I don't know," Wang Er timidly replied, but when he caught a glimpse of Wu Yi's cold eyes, he quickly changed his words: "Well, the master must be here because of the Holy Land."

Wu Yi's face turned serious, "Holy land, hum."

"You damn boy, you don't know that the Holy Land is where your master's cave is. You are so ambitious in this life that you dare to plot against your master's cave. You are really seeking death."

"Do you know why I let you kneel here?"

"I know it's a villain who deserves to die. For such a big thing, I didn't report it in advance. Please forgive me, Master."

"There is no need to confer guilt, but you can consider exchanging merit for guilt, otherwise," Wu Yi sneered, flicked his finger, and a light Dansha fell, and the handsome young man lying next to Wang Er suddenly transformed. For a pile of minced meat.

I don't know if Wu Yi did it deliberately, but some residual blood splashed on Wang Er's face, which made him tremble all over. The smell of blood was irritating and assailed his nose, but he didn't dare to move at all.

"Do you know how to offset the merits?" Wu Yi asked casually, as if he had done something inconspicuous.

"I understand, I will tell my master about the conspiracy of several parties. However, I am not very cultivated and don't know much. Please forgive me, master."

Wang Er lay on the ground and did not get up. He wrote down the ink and spelled out the forces that came this time, including some small forces that only had foundation-building monks. Although there were some mistakes, it reflected Wang Er's strength. Carefully, Wu Yi didn't criticize him harshly.

An hour later, Wang Er glanced at ten lines. After checking that there were no errors, he presented his document. Wu Yi took a rough look and found that there were hundreds of thousands of words at least. Wang Er was able to write so many words in such a short time. There is still a desire to repent.

"Go back." Wu Yi said calmly without looking at him.

Wang Er took a breath, carefully excused himself, and walked backwards for half a mile before he dared to turn around.

But after turning around and walking only two steps, Wang Er paused, with a look of horror in his eyes. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the scene where Wu Yi's inner demon body controlled his body and left the camp appeared on its own, including answering other people's words, etc. Nothing different from his usual self.

There is such a method. Wang Er didn't dare to think about it carefully and left in a hurry, never wanting to see the devil Wu Yi again.

Wu Yi was worried that his return would reveal a flaw and lie for Wang Er, but the biggest purpose was to give him a warning.

Wang Er walked away, and a beautiful figure walked out from behind Wu Yi. He took the document written by Wang Er from Wu Yi's hand, glanced at it casually, and said disdainfully: "He who is greedy for life and afraid of death, I don't understand why you don't end him."

Wu Yi looked at the Green Bamboo King, his cold face softened, and without answering her question, he bowed and saluted, saying: "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist, for reminding me this time, otherwise the situation would have been unimaginable."

"It's a matter of duty." The Green Bamboo King obviously didn't take this matter to heart, but he looked directly at Wu Yi with his eyes, obviously not wanting Wu Yi to brush the topic lightly.

The relationship between Wu Yi and the Green Bamboo King is more like an alliance, and it is difficult to deal with it. Wu Yi sighed and asked: "Do you think you can survive this crisis?"

The Green Bamboo King narrowed his beautiful eyes and looked at Wu Yi, who had a sense of mystery all over his body. He laughed and said, "Do you, fellow Taoist, have so little confidence in yourself?"

"These shrimp soldiers and crab generals in front of us are no problem. Even the next person can stop them. But what if the glory is gone and people mistakenly think that there is a holy land in it, and the Nascent Soul monks take it by force?"

The Green Bamboo King's confident expression slowly dissipated, and he realized his shortcomings, but still asked in confusion: "This does need to be thought about, but what does it have to do with Wang Er?"

"You can't attack by force. In the midst of chaos, although Wang Er is weak, he can be the first mover." Wu Yi expressed his thoughts, but it was still in the fog, and others could not hear clearly.

"Chaos." Green Bamboo King frowned, thoughtfully.

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