Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

What Du Manzhi wants Qingzhusheng to do is very simple.

He followed the team from Kyoto to the disaster area, disguised as an assassin, and assassinated Nine Thousand Years Old.

Qingzhusheng didn't react at first: "Me? Assassinate him? Aren't they right in front of me? Why..."

Oh, he seems to understand.

Du Manzhi explained: "The Dog Emperor is not very capable, but he is very arrogant. The more Yuan Jing believes that he is not in the team, the less he can tolerate Yuan Jing's disobedience."

To put it simply, even if the emperor accepted Yuan Jing's idea and felt that Wei Chenfeng might have quietly returned to Beijing, he would never admit that this was what he thought.

Poor Yuan Jing, if nothing unexpected happened, he would definitely go on this mission. Who would let him deal with such a crazy leader?

But what if something unexpected happens?

"I want you to make the matter bigger, preferably in public! Find the substitute and leave a small wound on his body in a conspicuous place, such as... the back of his hand." Du Manzhi said seriously.

When it came to business, Wei Chenfeng finally came to his senses, but he was still a little out of sorts. He suddenly said: "Do I want to be in the same position?"

Du Manzhi rolled her eyes at him like a fool.

"Just draw one."

"..."

"You know clearly that people are going to use poison on you, but you still cooperate like this. I'm afraid you want them to wake up laughing in their dreams in the middle of the night."

Wei Chenfeng knew he had made a mistake, so he didn't even say a word in defense.

The way he sat next to her with his eyes downcast showed a cuteness, not at all the cold and sharp look he had when he threatened Qing Zhusheng just now.

Du Manzhi suppressed the urge to touch his head and continued:

"We will pretend that there is a gangster seeking revenge. Once the palace knows that he is injured, he will be summoned back to the palace in a hurry. When the time comes, we will take advantage of him!"

It was the substitute who was injured.

It was the real person who returned to the palace.

The wounds on real people are fake.

In this way, even if they want to lay a poison, there will be no room for the poison to take advantage of.

Qingzhusheng thought this was very interesting.

The key is that the script she promised really made him crazy.

"No problem, I'll leave today!"

Not wanting to stay here and eat dog food anymore, Qingzhusheng quickly evacuated the scene.

For a moment, the room fell into silence.

Du Manzhi knew that someone was pretending to be calm.

She smiled and hung an arm on Wei Chenfeng's strong shoulder: "Are you afraid of me?"

Wei Chenfeng made a slight rumble in his throat.

Being so close, she could hear it clearly.

Swallowing saliva unconsciously is a sign of nervousness.

"Aren't you afraid? Then you just... like me?"

She smiled, continued to climb up her arms, gently hooked her neck, and her five fingers touched his warm cheek from the other side.

Wei Chenfeng was forced to turn his head, but he did not look directly at her. His expression was too complicated to describe.

"...You shouldn't be like this."

Du Manzhi shook his head: "I know very well what should be done and what should not be done."

Wei Chenfeng was slightly annoyed.

"Stop talking nonsense. I remember you said that you don't want to be dragged down by your feelings or your children. Even if you change your mind and want to find a husband, you shouldn't... choose me."

Du Manzhi said oh, she had heard similar words before.

But that time it was just a joke, this time, she was serious.

She remained unmoved, her fingers continued to roam, gently tracing his Adam's apple——

Perhaps because Wei Chenfeng was already a fully developed boy when he entered the palace, this part has not changed much, and it will roll unconsciously when touched.

Wei Chenfeng couldn't bear it any longer, so he pulled her restless hand off and covered it with a black cloak.

After a layer of shielding, he held her hand in his palm to prevent her from messing around again.

Du Manzhi tried to break free and found that the guy had used clever force.

It not only made her feel no pain, but also made it difficult to remove her hand. In the end, she could only stay in place.

She chuckled silently at first, then gradually started to laugh out loud. She leaned her head on the man's shoulder, feeling him shrink back for an instant, and then stiffly let her lean against him.

She smiled wider.

"Wei Chenfeng, you are responsible for holding my hand."

Du Manzhi looked up at him slyly.

The airflow caused by her breathing made the side of her neck numb. Wei Chenfeng was startled and argued feebly: "I didn't."

Du Manzhi motioned for him to look down.

Even though there was a layer of clothing and no direct contact with the skin, his hands clamped her in the middle. Just by looking at the outline revealed on the cloak, you can imagine how closely connected they are underneath.

Wei Chenfeng's eyes went dark!

It was as if a witch was whispering in his ear:

Lai, no, drop, slightly.

"Listen carefully to the next words, I may only say them once."

"I like you."

"You don't have to ask me what I like. Anyway, I'm going to settle on you. Oh no, even if one day you turn into a ghost, I will be the first to accept you."

Faced with her unusual confession, Wei Chenfeng's reaction was to take a deep breath and said sternly: "Don't be ridiculous! Eunuchs cannot marry. You are a cultivator, and you shouldn't be attached to the world of mortals."

Du Manzhi clicked her tongue, her body like a soft snake, first leaned back, and then took advantage of him to relax his guard, and bit his earlobe.

"you!"

Just touch and leave.

It didn't hurt, but it shocked him solidly.

The burning red color quickly spreads upward from the earlobe.

Soon, even the jade cheeks were dyed with the splendor of the burning cloud.

It's hard for him to still act like an old master at this time.

Du Manzhi supported his shoulders and sat up straight. She took a handful of smooth black hair from behind his ears. She counted the number of hairs in this handful in boredom and said casually: "I am nostalgic. What can you do to me?"

Wei Chenfeng's eyes widened slightly, feeling that her unreasonable look was very fresh.

"It's not that I haven't done this before, Mrs. Admiral, but I'm not the one who was carried into the house in a sedan chair. Therefore, if we plan to get married in the future, we still have to make up for the proper ceremony."

She has worked hard for so long and has become the top combat force in Yuxu Palace. In front of the imperial power, she is considered to be on an equal footing with Jiu Qian. The little palace maid who follows Yiyi to marry is not on the same level, and there is no such perfunctory treatment for her.

"you……"

Du Manzhi stroked his hair, ignoring his surprise and continued: "Don't always be yours. If you have anything to say, just speak."

Of course, if words came out of his mouth that were unpleasant to listen to, she wouldn't listen to them.

Du Manzhi stepped back half a step and lowered his eyes, pretending to be sad.

"Oh, that's right. I'm an orphan with no family, and I don't even have a decent family. You are nine thousand years old, so it's understandable that you look down on me."

"no!"

After Wei Chenfeng subconsciously denied it, he met her triumphant gaze and could only sigh helplessly: "How dare I look down on others... I'm afraid you will regret it later."

Du Manzhi pinched his palm hard.

When he loosened his grip slightly, she lifted up the cloak, pinched his cold big hand, turned over and sat up, propped one leg on the edge of the seat, like a queen in a bandit's den announcing the ownership of the mountain, domineeringly declared:

"Then, before I regret it, you are mine!"

"Did you hear that?"

"If you don't say anything, will I take it as your promise?"