Shangxian opens the door to receive express delivery

The person opposite had been sitting on the sofa for more than ten minutes.

Wei Mian and Qing Jue sat across from him, not knowing why the other party came.

He maintained this posture, motionless, if it wasn't for the defending champion's home and the two of them were familiar with everything here, they would really have thought it was a statue.

As Lao Wang said, this person is wearing a black robe, and the whole person is wrapped in the robe, without any intention of showing his true face, and even his hands are hanging in the sleeves. Looking at it now, this outfit is undoubtedly very weird .

There is still a faint smell of blood in the air, indicating that the other party's evil spirit is extremely strong, and no ghosts and monsters without entities dare to approach him easily.

Defending the title is really strange.

Based on the principle that the other party came to look for him, there must be business to be done, and the other party must speak first, Wei Mian has been waiting for the other party to speak out, who knows that the other party wholeheartedly wants to play with them as a wooden man, so he didn't open his mouth.

The defending champion is impatient.

"Dude, are you playing cosplay, can you stop being silent?"

"Not at all." Suddenly there was a muffled voice from the opposite side.

Wei Mian's gaze straightened all of a sudden, and even his body trembled. He and Qing Jue, who was also frightened, looked at each other, and their eyes gradually shifted to the other's stomach.

If I heard correctly just now, the voice seems to be coming from... the stomach?

"Wait...can you say another word?" Wei Mian swallowed.

The person on the opposite side moved a bit, and the husky voice came again: "I said, are you the guy who delivered the courier?"

This time both of them could hear clearly, the voice was indeed coming from the stomach.

"That's right, I'm just delivering the courier." Wei Mian nodded while looking suspiciously at the person opposite.

Looking at the person opposite, he exudes a faint smell of blood, and he is surrounded by evil spirits. It stands to reason that he is either from the demon world or the underworld. .

I have always had an amazing memory, because I often deliver couriers, I have met a lot of people of all kinds, but the one in front of me, the defending champion, really can't remember, I just feel that the breath of the other party is extremely familiar.

The other party is tall, sitting on the sofa like a hill, and covering himself tightly, there is really no useful information in a few limited words.

"The defending king." The man spoke again in a low voice.

The defending champion nodded generously: "What do you want to send me?"

The man avoided talking about it and asked another question: "Then, as long as you can pay enough, even if the recipient is far away, the defending monarch can easily find it."

Defending the crown was agitated, the hairs all over his body stood up, and he felt a chill in his heart.

"You... can you speak well! What kind of light novel tone do you use!"

"I believe in the defending king, how can such an excellent you fail to reach your destination?"

Defending: ...

The man was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly, his face was hidden in the shadows, making it hard to see whether he was teasing the defending champion: "Even the defending king will have his own hobbies! Then, the same life In this land, can't I have my own hobbies? If I can't protect my hobbies, I can only die slowly. Even if this is the case, the defending king doesn't care!"

Defending: ...

This is sour!

"As long as you can afford the reward, I will definitely be able to deliver the package to the recipient by hand." Wei Mian was very confident, this was his housekeeping skill, and naturally he would not easily smash his own brand.

"I heard that Defending Lord is looking for the fairy grass and elixir. There must be something that I want to protect. I am very envious of someone worthy of being protected by Defending Lord. If I can really protect my package, It would be great if it was successfully delivered to that person." The man continued, "Hey, the defending king is also very much in need of Shenmu, I hope the defending king will not hesitate to accept it, after all, he can know his own It’s the luckiest thing that works.”

Defending: ...

"Even if the defending king doesn't like me, I also believe that as long as there is the defending king, the distance, and the far distance, will be conquered by the defending king."

Defending: ...

"Then, I'll leave it to the defending king."

The man stood up, took out a green branch and a strange package from his arms, and handed them over together.

In front of the owner, Wei Mian didn't look carefully at the package, but shifted his gaze to the sacred tree. This branch looked ordinary, no different from the branches downstairs.But if you look closely, you can see that there are dense natural patterns that are hard to see with the naked eye, mysterious and ancient.

It is indeed Shenmu.

The defending champion took over solemnly.

The man bent down slightly, and then slowly stood up straight, but he never thought that the moment he got up, the hood slipped off. Although he was quickly held down by his hands and put it back on at an extremely fast speed, he also stood up. , The defending title at the same height is still a glimpse.

I saw that the place where the head should have been was now empty, and there was nothing on the top of the neck.

i wipe...

Wei Mian just wanted to say a dirty word, but swallowed it back.

Isn't this... Xing Tian...

"Ah, I'm so sorry, defending king." Xing Tian turned around and said in a low voice, "Such an unbearable face must have frightened you, but I hope defending king can forget it. And killing the defending king, even the fingers can't stop shaking, think about it, I'm really a bad guy."

Defending: ...

After sending the other party out, Wei Mian wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Do you know who he is?" Qing Jue tugged at his sleeve.

"Even you and I don't want to provoke such a powerful enemy." Wei Mian muttered to himself.

Qing Jue was not happy anymore.

"What the hell are you talking about! What's coming and going, I didn't understand!"

Wei Mian turned around and sat back on the sofa, lay down lazily, and waved to Qing Jue: "Come here, let brother hug you."

Qing Jue didn't bother to pay attention to him, and climbed to the other side of the sofa and sat cross-legged.

"Alas." Wei Mian rested his hands on his pillow, staring at the ceiling casually.

Reaching out to take the strange package on the sofa, Qing Jue looked at it over and over.

Usually, most of the packages sent by Wei Mian are small square boxes, because there is a lot of space inside, which can store a lot of things, but the package in front of him is different.

This package is a round white jar, wrapped in a layer of floral cloth, a bit like an urn, except that there are many silver lines on the surface of this white jar.It flickers occasionally, emitting a faint, almost invisible silver streamer. If you look at it for a long time, you will feel dazzled, and your whole body will be immersed in this complicated pattern.

Fortunately, although Qing Jue lost his mana, he still had a little concentration, and his vision was a little blurred for a moment before he regained his clarity.

"What's in it?" Qing Jue fiddled with it.

Wei Mian still looked at the ceiling without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qing Jue asked twice more, but still did not get a response.

He was a little strange, and couldn't help leaning over, only to see Wei Mian's eyes staring at a point of nothingness, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was remembering something, or thinking about nothing.

"Defending the crown." Qingjue propped his right hand next to defending the crown's neck, and shook his left hand a few times in front of his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Wei Mian seemed to be awakened by someone, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Qing Jue's left hand firmly in his palm, his eyes were sharp, and he swept towards the opponent like a knife.

The force of grabbing his fingers was stronger than Qing Jue imagined, he struggled for a while but did not break free.

"Ah Jue?" Wei Mian froze for a moment, let go of his hand, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing here? Do you want to dedicate yourself? I'm not interested in your child's body."

Qing Jue snorted, sat up straight and glared at the other party. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a grinding sound coming from behind.

It was as if something was rubbing and colliding.

The two were stunned.

Wei Mian sat up with a bang, and the two of them stared straight at the white porcelain pot on the table.

click.click.

The porcelain shook a few times, then stopped suddenly, as if nothing had happened.

Both of them had been immortals, so they were naturally not afraid of ghosts, and Qingjue raised his hands in front of him without even thinking about it, and made a slap in the face.

A cloud of blue light flashed, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, with an unstoppable momentum, it was about to hit the head of the white porcelain round jar.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah a good man please spare your life!"

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