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215　　Chen Jie suddenly became furious.

　　Huang Wan'er suddenly giggled, like a little fox, and said, "You are so funny when you are so angry. When you took me to see the Avici Hell just now, you looked so arrogant~"

　　"Okay, okay, I'm just teasing you. There's no time limit."

　　"But the game is still going on. You still have the choice. You can take a gamble and kill me to eliminate future troubles. Maybe I really like you and won't write that letter of denunciation."

　　Huang Wan'er said with a smile.

　　After hearing this, Chen Jie said, "You still don't believe me. Why do you always think I want to kill you?"

　　Huang Wan'er said, "Because I know your secret. If I tell anyone, you will definitely die. If I were you, I would kill the person who knows my secret without hesitation."

　　Chen Jie looked at her and said, "So, you think I should kill you?"

　　Huang Wan'er said: "Of course, you have no reason not to kill me, right?"

　　"We slept together and experienced the Avici Hell together."

　　Chen Jiedao.

　　"So what? Chen Lang, don't tell me that you are in love with me, haha... If that's the case, this game won't be fun anymore."

　　"The relationship between you and me is at most a kind of cooperation. I need someone to take me to see the Avici Hell, to see the scenery I have never seen, and you need someone to help you. I can see your ambition, and I happen to be the person who can help you."

　　"We each get what we need, why talk about love or that kind of thing?"

　　"It's just a way for people to cover up their dirty deals. If one party is useless, the other party will abandon it without hesitation. It's like a business deal. When one party's price is seriously inflated, the deal will fall apart, and love will even turn into hatred in the end."

　　"So, Chen Lang, you're not really in love with me, are you?"

　　Huang Wan'er looked at Chen Jie with amusement.

　　Chen Jie looked at her for a long time and said, "You are crazy."

　　"Yeah, I'm crazy."

　　"But you are a very sober madman. You are right. How can I love a madman? We each take what we need."

　　Huang Wan'er smiled and said, "That's right. So, if you feel that I can no longer provide you with value, please kill me."

　　"Why do you have to kill?"

　　"Because death is the most gorgeous curtain call, I need the most gorgeous curtain call~"

　　After hearing this, Chen Jie said, "Very good, then our transaction is complete. I will conduct the second transaction in seven days."

　　Huang Wan'er said: "Okay, I'm ready. Spiritual Herb, you're ready..."

　　Chen Jie laughed and said, "I'll take you through the eighteen levels of hell..."

　　…

　　The two made an agreement. Chen Jie looked at the rear window and then jumped out. However, he did not go far. Instead, after jumping a short distance, he climbed onto the roof again.

　　He gently opened the tiles on the roof, just above Huang Wan'er's head.

　　He didn't know why he wanted to go back and take a look.

　　He waited for a while, and then he heard Huang Wan'er calling the maid: Dujuan.

　　Soon Du Juan came over, and Huang Wan'er waved her hand and said, "Give me the letter."

　　Dujuan handed it to her. She checked the fire mark and found that it had not been touched. Then she asked Dujuan and the others to take the bathtub away and close the door. She was going to sleep.

　　Dujuan heard the voice and did it.

　　After everyone left, Huang Wan'er tore open the wax on the envelope and took out the note inside. There were only three words written on the note: Hahaha~

　　"Um?"

　　Chen Jie was stunned. He didn't write his name in the letter. He actually wrote "hahahaha~"

　　This crazy woman!

　　Huang Wan'er took out the note. It was not known whether she knew that Chen Jiezhe had returned. She shook it in her hand, as if she had made a bet with an adult to win the little girl.

　　He was very proud, with an innocent smile on his face.

　　Then she held the letter close to the oil lamp, lit it, and watched the flames engulf the envelope.

　　She said as if she was talking to herself: "The evidence has been burned. If someone kills me now, who will know what he has done?"

　　The voice seemed to have magical power and reached Chen Jie's ears, as if it was spoken specifically for him.

　　Or is it a hint?

　　"That's crazy."

　　Chen Jie covered the tiles and disappeared into the darkness after a few jumps. Huang Wan'er looked at the burnt-out flames and waited for a while, but did not see anyone coming back.

　　Feeling somewhat disappointed and a little surprised, he said, "He, wouldn't really fall in love with me, right?"

　　You don't want to kill me when you have such a good chance?

　　That's right, he hasn't got the Spiritual Grass yet.

　　"Huang Wan'er, Huang Wan'er, it seems that you can't die for the time being... Avici Hell~"

　　As she was talking, she recalled the joy of the Avici Hell. She collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

　　In her dream, she rode her beloved horse again, galloping across the vast grassland, free and at ease, crazy and heroic!

　　…

　　Late at night, Luoguxiang.

　　There was a small shop with an oil lamp lit. A shoemaker in gray clothes, hunched over, was carefully mending a boot.

　　Holding a hammer in his hand, he shouted "small shoe nails".

　　In front of him was a pair of black leather boots with layered soles.

　　At first glance, it is something that only wealthy families can afford.

　　In this era, shoes could distinguish people's classes. Officials and businessmen wore boots, ordinary people and small vendors wore cloth shoes, and the poorer ones wore straw sandals.

　　Shoe repairmen usually serve customers who wear boots. For cloth shoes, they can be worn at home by just sewing them with a needle, and if straw sandals are broken, you can just weave a new pair.

　　Only those who have a little money but are not wealthy and need a pair of boots to show off will come to repair shoes, and there are many such families.

　　After all, who doesn't have a pair or two of good shoes?

　　Ding ding ding…

　　The shoemaker was concentrating on repairing the boots. At this moment, a man came up the street, holding a sword, and slowly stood in front of the shoemaker.

　　The shoemaker didn't even look up at him: "Shoe repair?"

　　Fa Cai looked at the slovenly shoemaker in front of him and frowned slightly, but still said, "[Sui Yang killed the emperor, so he was able to ascend the throne. I am willing to follow his example].

　　Hearing this, the shoemaker stopped moving, looked up at Fa Cai and said, "Zhang Liao surrendered to Cao Cao and became a general. He finally got enlightened! Come with me."

　　As he said this, the shoemaker stood up, ignored the half-repaired shoe on the ground, and turned into the house.

　　Fa Cai followed behind him. The shoemaker led Fa Cai to the backyard and then into a cellar.

　　At this time, there was a young scholar in the cellar, flipping through a book.

　　The shoemaker said, "Sir, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

　　At this time, Fa Cai looked at the young scholar and was stunned. He recognized him.

　　This person is none other than Tang Ziyue, who is always by the side of Nan Batian and is known as Nan Batian's think tank. He is also known as "Little Zhuge" in the martial arts world.

　　Tang Ziyue was reading a book at this time. Seeing Fa Cai coming, he said, "You came half an hour later than I thought."

　　Fa Cai frowned and asked, "You knew I was coming?"

　　Tang Ziyue said: "When Lao Peng said those words at Zheng Chuan's banquet today, I knew you were coming."

　　"So sure?"

　　Tang Ziyue smiled and said, "Your uncle has been trained as the heir by Peng Shizhong since he was young. He has always felt that he is the heir of Baihu Hall. Now that Zheng Chuan has just died, Peng Shizhong did not even give him a chance and directly promoted Chen Jiusi."

　　"No one can stand it, so it's no surprise that he asked you to come."

　　After that, Tang Ziyue asked, "Lao Zhang, where is your teapot?"

　　After hearing this, the shoemaker immediately said, "Sir, leave it alone, I'll do it, I'll do it."

　　The shoemaker, Lao Zhang, left to pour tea. Tang Ziyue said, "I'm sorry, I'm not usually here. I came here specially to wait for you today. I'm not very familiar with this place."

　　"Have some tea."

　　The shoe repairman, Lao Zhang, quickly placed the teacup in front of Fa Cai, who said, "I don't drink tea."

　　Tang Ziyue said: "Well, that's a pity. The baby's breath here at Lao Zhang has a unique flavor."

　　"Master Tang, you are joking, you are joking."

　　Tang Ziyue said, "Go back and tell Feng Xuan that everything has been arranged, and we are just waiting for him to make a decision. After that, the leader said that he will take over the White Tiger Hall."

　　Fa Cai said: "I will take the message to you. If nothing else, I will leave first."

　　"etc!"

　　Tang Ziyue knocked the rolled book on a rosewood box on the table and said, "Give this to Feng Xuan. The gang leader said this is the deposit paid in advance."

　　"What?"

　　Tang Ziyue said: "[Hua Ling Dan]."

　　"Spiritual Transformation Pill!"

　　After hearing this, Fa Cai's hand trembled. Is this the Hualing Pill, the one that can help warriors break through the Hua Jin?

　　This is the precious medicine that many Iron Bone Realm warriors have been pursuing throughout their lives!

　　Tang Ziyue said: "Well, take it back."

　　After hearing this, Fa Cai packed the box immediately. Knowing that it was a serious matter, he clasped his fists and left.

　　Watching Fa Cai leave in a hurry, Tang Ziyue put down the book in his hand.

　　Only then did the shoemaker Lao Zhang see clearly that the book Tang Ziyue was reading was actually the Thirty-Six Stratagems, and the chapter he was reading had three big characters on it: [Beauty Stratagem]

　　Tang Ziyue saw Lao Zhang looking at his book and asked, "Lao Zhang, what do you think is a honey trap?"

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