Chapter 758 He is a Devil
"What?" Fourth Master shot his cold gaze over.

Wen Jiu calmed down his mood immediately, frowned and said: "My lord, I have always been loyal to you. This time, even if someone sent someone to assassinate me, I didn't do anything to you. You have to trust me."

"Really? Master, if you were later, your sword would have pierced your heart."

Wen Jiu: "." Why has he already touched his own body?
"Bewitching people's hearts, there is really no truth. The trial is also a white trial."

Fourth Master's eyes were darkened, and he suddenly grabbed the neck of the person in front of him.

Wen Jiu heard the familiar clicking sound again, and after a while, the soul came out again.I didn't wait until I came back to my senses, somehow, I was attached to this body again in a trance.

"Wake up? Say, who sent you here?"

Wenjiu: "..."

"It's Eighth Master, Eighth Master sent me to kill you!"

I'm sorry, Ba Ye, whoever you hate the most now, I'll make you feel wronged.

"Old Ba? I really can't wait."

"Yes, he is very eager to kill you."

Amitabha!Amitabha! !

Fourth Master suddenly squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him: "Aren't you afraid of Master?"

"Master was born handsome, unrestrained, tall and mighty, how could he be afraid of you?"

Fourth Master suddenly stared at the person in front of him in a daze: "You are the one who plays her role the most like her, especially this pair of eyes, which are exactly the same as hers."

Fourth master suddenly and slowly stretched out his hand to cover the eyebrows of the person in front of him.

"Master! Don't be seduced, Fang Fujin will never hurt you, this woman is cruel and merciless, she is definitely not a kind person!" A silent voice suddenly came from behind.

The gentle eyes of the fourth master in front of him have dissipated, and he only slightly hooked his lips: "Yes, she will not hurt the master."

Wen Jiu had a bad premonition in his heart, subconsciously looked at Fourth Master, and saw that the fist blade he gave him was hanging on his left hand.

This fourth master, is he the fourth master who has a past with him?
The she he was talking about was himself?

The next second, the feeling of suffocation came again, and Wen Jiu couldn't help but roll his eyes for a while.

Master, are you addicted to pinching other people's necks?
"Don't! My lord! I still know a lot! I can still help you!"

Fourth master was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curved into a cruel arc: "No one can help you, no one!"

He suddenly went crazy: "You people, you should all die. I want you to be buried with the wine and children you all gave me."

In the next second, Wen Jiu felt his neck being pinched and broken again.

Speaking of which, fourth master was like a knife in his hand, warming the wine didn't hurt much for a while, and died again in the blink of an eye.

This time, Wen Jiu repeatedly entered a state of darkness and confusion around him.

After stabilizing her emotions, she wanted to take out the Qingxin Pill from her bosom, but only now did she realize that she was entering with her soul, and the Qingxin Pill couldn't be brought in at all.

At the moment, I couldn't help scolding Xiaojin, a bastard, but I could only close my eyes and adjust my breath, trying to stabilize my mind.

It didn't take long before he opened his eyes again, and it was still the face of fourth master.

"Wake up? Say, who sent you here?"

Hearing this, Wen Jiu couldn't help shivering, this was the fourth time.

To be honest, Wen Jiu didn't pay much attention to the fourth master's memory fragment at first.

He doesn't think that the current fourth master will go down the road of blackening, after all, the relationship between the princes and fourth master in the real world is mostly good.Even Concubine De now has a bit of love for Fourth Master, and she is no longer the same as before.

Fourth Master was not wronged, and he himself became stronger. Who else could make him black?
Wen Jiu never thought that one day fourth master would face the death of himself and his child.

According to what he just said, someone shot himself and the child.

Wen Jiu couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure out how could he be killed by someone with his current skills?

However, the fourth master in front of her has already clasped her neck again: "Master is giving you one last chance, say!"

Once again caught in a loop, this fragment of memory, the real warm wine seemed to be able to feel the surrounding wind blowing towards her cheek, and was able to grab Si Ye's hand.

"Warm wine...she..."

"Shut up! You don't deserve to mention her name, you don't!"

Fourth Master's calm eyes just now suddenly showed madness.

Because of his emotional fluctuations, the energy in his whole body almost burst out of his body, and the water splashed in the water prison.

The visceral heart that was shaken by the warm wine changed positions in a trance, and the familiar faces behind Fourth Master knelt down on one knee with almost white complexions.

Fourth Master's black hair fluttered in front of him, his once black eyes were stained with blood, and he lowered his head slightly: "Damn you."

"I know how to save her!"

Wen Jiu tightly clasped Fourth Master's wrist, endured the pain, and forced out such a sentence.

In a word, he exhausted his last strength and passed out completely.

When the warm wine woke up again, she was still in this water prison, but she was not bound, but lying on the cold ground.

Subconsciously looking up, she was not the only one around.

Rubbing his eyes, he took a good look at the people around him, and suddenly his expression froze: "Zhang Li, is that you?"

The person tied to the stake was covered in blood. At this moment, he heard a voice in a trance, and opened his eyes slightly: "Do you recognize me?"

"Zhang Li! It's really you! Where's the thirteenth master?" This man is the closest guard of the thirteenth master, how could he appear in the fourth master's water prison?
Wen Jiu's heart couldn't help thumping.

"Master Thirteen?" He suddenly laughed wildly: "My lord! He still wants to save this lunatic! He was tortured to death by this lunatic! Tortured to death!"

He didn't know what stimulated him, and he suddenly struggled violently.

"How could it be?" Wen Jiu couldn't believe it for a moment: "Why did Thirteenth Lord have an accident?"

"No one can be better off, the people around him, no one will be better off! It's all good people. He is not human at all, he has no heart! He is a devil, he is a evil star, master, the slave is not worth it for you ! Not worth it!"

"Zhang Li, sober up, sober up, tell me clearly what happened!"

Zhang Li's eyes suddenly turned to Wen Jiu: "You also want to use Wen Fang Fujin to get close to him? It's useless, he won't spare anyone! No!"

Wen Jiu was in a trance for a moment, the reality of this world made her tremble, even the feeling of bugs crawling past her ankles was so real.

In a trance, she clenched her fists tightly, kept her mind focused, and only asked, "What year is it now?"

Zhang Li, on the other hand, was like a madman, banging his head against the pillar behind him all the time, just unconsciously muttering words such as "Master, hurry up", "devil", "evil star".

(End of this chapter)

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