Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

If Jiang Yuan had the good fortune to visit Master Li's basement, he would have been able to recognize it immediately. The figure behind him was the man in black robe who was locked in the room.

His face was both real and unreal, sometimes dark and sometimes clear. The black fog grew thicker and thicker, gradually enveloping the two of them. One could see their vitality rapidly draining away, and corpse spots began to appear on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yuan was a little anxious. She knew that she was just a bystander and couldn't make any changes, but she still tried hard to wake them up.

She swung her fist at the hateful black shadow, but not even a little air flowed out.

Fortunately, the story does not end here. Li Zhuoyi moved his little finger, and then the vitality that was taken away was taken back. The black-robed man's decline gradually became apparent.

He was just a little kid who wanted to take on a fat man in one bite and suffered backlash for it.

As a ghost, he still has some magic tools, and he will never miss a once-in-a-century big fat sheep like Li Zhuoyi. Even if he has to give up, he can only give up the half-baked one next to him whose spiritual energy is not very strong.

So he sneaked into Jiang Tingfeng's consciousness and tempted Jiang Tingfeng: "You came here for the Wuwang Fruit, right? I can see the obsession in your heart. You want to use it to save the person most important to you, but today, only one of you and the person next to you can survive."

Jiang Tingfeng did not question the truthfulness of the black-robed man's words at all: "Are you the one who is looking after the Wuwang fruit? Please give me some. I am willing to pay any price."

The black-robed man laughed strangely: "Can your life be taken as well?"

Jiang Tingfeng hesitated. If he died, Li Zhuoyi would never use such a dangerous method to save his A Ke.

No, he can't die! He represents two lives.

When the man in black robe saw that he hesitated and his eyes revealed an intense struggle, he knew that he had made the right choice.

A selfish person will be the knife that kills his friend and will become his partner.

As expected, Jiang Tingfeng seemed to have made up his mind. He looked up at the man in black robe and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"Hahahahahahahaha, you are a smart person. I like dealing with smart people."

He simply stopped keeping everyone in suspense and stated his request frankly: "You want the Wuwang fruit, and I want the spirit of your friend who came here with you. I could have gone to get it myself, but unfortunately your friend is also proficient in physical cultivation, and I can't get his spirit easily. This is a bargain for you. As long as you can help me get his soul out of his body, I can give you these Wuwang fruits with their roots. How about it? Isn't it a good deal? I guess a few Wuwang fruits are not enough for the person you want to save, so I will give you the whole one. As time goes by, the Wuwang fruit will be inexhaustible, and you don't have to ask any friends to accompany you on adventures to get the fruit."

His voice was bewitching, and it also hit the nail on the head about what he was worried about. In A-Ke's case, she needed to keep consuming the Wuwang Fruit...

He was tempted by the black-robed man's proposal. It would not be a loss for him at all. What would it matter if Li Zhuoyi lived or died? If he did nothing, he would be the only one to die.

Li Zhuoyi exchanged his life for the two of them, which was worth it. I believe that the leader of the Shushan Sect, who cares about the people of the world, will definitely understand his choice.

Without much hesitation, he said in a low voice: "What do you need me to do?"

The black-robed man was anxiously trying to deal with Li Zhuoyi's resistance. He said anxiously, "Find a way to make his soul fluctuate!"

Jiang Tingfeng didn't quite understand: "Soul fluctuations? What should I do specifically?"

The black-robed man said impatiently, "It's best to expose his bad deeds or something that can affect his moral integrity, such as whether he loves her or not."

Jiang Tingfeng was silent.

The black-robed man was anxious: "No way? You are not still a virgin at such an old age? No wonder your Taoism is so stable."

Now he was totally unsure whether it would be useful to win over Jiang Tingfeng. A man like him, without any restraints or worries, was completely invincible.

"Otherwise, think about whether he has ever wet his pants at the age of eight? Or take away his skills and steal his secret manual?"

Jiang Tingfeng: ...

He did not listen to the unreliable advice of the man in black robe. Instead, he looked confident and said, "Let me connect to his consciousness. You just need to wait for his soul to fluctuate."

The black-robed man was stunned for a moment: "He wouldn't really have had the embarrassing experience of wetting his pants at the age of eight, right?"

Although he complained like this, Jiang Tingfeng's dark temperament was no less than that of Xiao Gui. He believed that this person was not a good person and would most likely bring him a surprise, so he connected his consciousness with that of his partner with confidence.

If he was worried about the two people joining forces to betray him...he was really not worried.

He has always had a good eye for people. Jiang Tingfeng is definitely not a good person. As long as he has the Wuwang Fruit in his hand, he doesn't have to worry about this person turning against him.

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In Li Zhuoyi's consciousness, Jiang Tingfeng emerged from the fog.

Li Zhuoyi was struggling with the devouring black air around him. Suddenly, he saw Jiang Tingfeng and was stunned for a moment. Thinking that it was an illusion created by the black fog, he casually swung a sword at him, trying to break up the illusion.

Jiang Tingfeng dodged his attack and stepped forward: "Brother Li, it's me."

Li Zhuoyi's face was already serious, and now his brows were furrowed even deeper: "This ghost thing is really difficult to deal with, and it can even perform illusions."

Jiang Tingfeng: ...

There was no point in proving himself. Li Zhuoyi had no intention of attacking him. He simply sat on the ground beside him and began to tell the story as if nothing had happened.

"Brother Li, do you know that A Ke liked you at first? At that time, we had just established our sect, and she came to see you under the pretext of looking for us to handle matters.

You just never realized it. She was always disappointed when you sent me to accompany her.

That day was the only time she was in your eyes.

I know you too well. To you, the most important things are the sect and cultivation. If A Ke continues to take the initiative, you will not refuse.

I feel unwilling to accept this. Why can't she see my repeated pursuits and only think about you?"

Li Zhuoyi stopped what he was doing and looked at the man who was sitting and telling a story leisurely. His pupils were pure in color, but at this moment they were as deep as an abyss of water.

Jiang Tingfeng seemed to be completely unaware of his terrifying aura, and his tone remained steady, as if he was not telling his own story.

"You must be curious why she didn't show up on the night you had an appointment.

Because that night, I fed her the love poison that I raised.

The queen insect was inside my body, and from that night on, she fell in love with me uncontrollably.

She should have been like this.

After planting the poisonous insect, she listened to me very much. I asked her if she wanted to meet me.

She said: No. ”