"Brother Mu Sheng, it seems that sometimes being too popular with women isn't necessarily a good thing."

"Hahaha"

Wang Quanba said with a smile.

As the laughter subsided, Chi Musheng's gaze remained indifferent, seemingly unable to empathize, wondering what was so funny about this.

So he forced a smile and asked.

Is it funny?

No, not at all.

After exchanging a few words, the two fell silent, seemingly having nothing to say, but their paused steps suggested that there was still something left unsaid.

"Come on, have a drink. There's no problem a pot of wine can't solve; if there is, then two pots will do."

Wang Quanba took the wine flask from his waist and tossed it to Chi Musheng.

"Um"

Chi Musheng uncorked the bottle and sat on the steps, slowly taking a few sips.

Although he didn't like alcohol, he sometimes had to admit that only when he numbd himself could his body get a brief moment of relief. Alcohol was a good thing.

Wang Quanba also sat on the steps, took out another pot of wine from his storage talisman, and the two of them drank heartily, the crystal-clear wine sliding down their lips and wetting their clothes.

"That was truly exhilarating, Brother Musheng!"

"I don't understand love and romance, but people's troubles originate from themselves. Since I can't accept it, why not move on to a brand new world and find the meaning of my life?"

"If the meaning of life you speak of is simply for me to follow your lead, then forget it. My power is different from yours, and I'm sure you've already realized that."

Chi Musheng chuckled and shook his head.

His power was used at the cost of his life. Unlike Wang Quanba, who cultivated honestly, he used his power at the cost of his lifespan, while Wang Quanba only used his magical power.

Upon hearing this, Wang Quanba looked at Chi Musheng's graying temples and was at a loss for words. This sword intent was incredibly powerful, capable of making a mortal comparable to a demon emperor, but the price to use it was one's own life.

"Very well, since Brother Musheng is unwilling, I will not force him, but we should still get to know each other eventually."

He took off his mask, revealing his face, and smiled.

"Brother Mu Sheng, let's get to know each other again, Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye."

Chi Musheng

"puff"

Chi Musheng looked at Wang Quanba's face, which was no less handsome than her own, and couldn't help but smile.

"I never expected that such a comical mask would reveal such a face. The contrast is truly striking. Indeed, the face beneath a mask is the most difficult to fathom."

"Brother Mu Sheng, you're the hundredth person to say my mask is ugly, but I think the smile on this mask can bring people joy, can't it?"

Wang Quanba rolled his eyes at Chi Musheng, looking at the mask in his hand. He was still quite satisfied with it, though he didn't know why everyone else said it was ugly.

"But you, too, have never cared about what other people think, right?"

"Yes, caring too much about what others think makes life exhausting. I, Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye, only want to live according to my own will."

Chi Musheng snatched the mask from Wang Quanba Ye and put it on his face.

"Then give me this mask; I happen to need one."

Always showing a smile doesn't necessarily mean you're truly happy. The one who smiles the most might actually be the one suffering the most inside.

"I'll give you the mask, but what will I wear?"

Wang Quanba Ye looked somewhat surprised, not expecting that the other party at the gathering would ask him for a mask that everyone said was ugly.

"Don't panic, it's only natural to reciprocate. How about I give you a gift too?"

After saying that, Chi Musheng grabbed the Wangquan Baye Sword. In an instant, the sword shone with golden light. He stored the Wangquan Sword Intent inside. Although he could not use it, it could still be used by the other party to comprehend it.

He then held his sword horizontally before Wang Quanbaye and said.

"Reciprocity is the only thing I can give you. Whether you can learn it or not depends on yourself. But I hope you can promise me one thing."

Wang Quanba stared at the sword, his eyes filled with excitement, but he didn't rush to take it. Instead, he asked in a deep voice.

"What is it that I can grant you, as long as it doesn't break the rules?"

He understood that there was no such thing as a free lunch in the world. If the other party only wanted his mask to teach him this peerless sword intent, then the conditions must not be simple.

Chi Musheng spoke slowly.

"Become the leader of the Dao Alliance"

"Why"

Wang Quan Baye was puzzled. What he hated most were these positions filled with rules and regulations. If he could, he wouldn't even want the position of head of the Wang Quan family.

“I have a friend from the demon race who has always hoped for peace between humans and demons. To this end, she established the Demon Alliance. But even though she united the opinions of the demon race, the human race is still a big problem. Someone as insignificant as me is destined not to get involved in these matters, but you are different. I see something different in you.”

"Don't you want to see a peaceful and prosperous world where humans and transvestites live together? A world where everyone is smiling?"

Chi Musheng gazed at the world's power and hegemony. He didn't want there to be any more people like him in this world, so he had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure.

After all, he was a person with no background and no cultivation, so he was destined not to become the leader of the Dao Alliance. Moreover, even if he were to become the leader by chance, without the support of a powerful family, he would only be a puppet leader.

Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye is different. He is the young master of Wang Quan Manor, and the number one family in the world is the demon-slaying family. He has enough background, strength, and talent to secure his position.

"Okay, I'll be back in three months."

After pondering for a long time, Wang Quanba accepted the sword. He had his own beliefs and ideas and would not be moved by others, but Chi Musheng had moved him today. However, this did not mean that he would change his decision because of it.

A gentleman's word is his bond.

"Even a sword cannot catch up."

"Hahaha.........."

The two stood in the courtyard, laughing like fools, looking up at the sky.

In the forest outside the Southern City, Tu Shan Rongrong, who had been kneeling on the spot for a day, gradually had her pupils return to amber. She looked down at her blood-stained hands, which had dried into lines.

After a moment of palpitation, she finally found her memories from her other personality. Her hand passed through Chi Musheng's chest, and he fell to the ground laughing.

No, that won't happen.

Her long, dark green hair cascaded over her face. Her trembling little hands hurriedly brushed her hair aside as she channeled her demonic power to sense Chi Musheng's location.

The next second, her anxious face softened into a relaxed smile. Chi Musheng wasn't dead; he just wasn't by her side.

No, I have to go find him myself.

Tu Shan Rongrong stood up, about to use her demonic power to travel, when her steps suddenly froze, for there was a familiar figure in front of her, she murmured.

wet nurse

"Third Miss, it's been a long time."

Feng Qi walked over with a graceful figure.

"Wet nurse, you've been missing for over a hundred years, why are you here?"

The surprise in Tu Shan Rongrong's eyes suddenly turned into vigilance, because she found the aura on Feng Qi that had previously disturbed her mind. She was always calculating, so how could you have overlooked this issue?

Eliminate all impossibilities, and the only answer is...

"Why am I here, Miss? Don't you know perfectly well why?"

(Power generation: 500)

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