Chapter 757 He is a Devil
"What?" The Fourth Master shot over with a cold gaze.
Wen Jiu immediately calmed down and frowned, saying, "Your Majesty, I have always been loyal to you. This time, even if someone sent someone to assassinate me, I did not attack you. You must believe me."
"Really? If I had been a little later, your sword would have pierced my heart."
Wenjiu: “…” How come my body has been touched before?
"It's deceptive, and there's really not a single truth in it. The trial is pointless."
There was a hint of darkness in the Fourth Master's eyes, and he suddenly grabbed the neck of the person in front of him.
Wen Jiu heard the familiar snapping sound again, and soon, his soul came out again. Before he could come back to his senses, he somehow attached himself to this body again in a trance.
"Awake? Tell me, who sent you?"
Warming the wine: "..."
"It's Master Ba, Master Ba sent me to kill you!"
I'm sorry, Mr. Ba, you're the one I hate the most right now, so I'll have to bear with you for a while.
"Old Eight? You really can't wait."
"Yes, he's very eager to kill you."
Amitabha! Amitabha!!
The Fourth Master suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him: "Are you not afraid of me?"
"I'm handsome, tall, and mighty, how could I be afraid of you?"
The Fourth Master suddenly looked at the person in front of him in shock: "You, out of all the people, are the most like her, especially with these eyes, which are exactly the same as hers."
The Fourth Master suddenly stretched out his hand and slowly covered the eyebrows of the person in front of him.
"Master! Don't be bewitched. Concubine Jin will never hurt you. This woman is cruel and ruthless and is definitely not a good person!" An unspoken voice suddenly came from behind.
The gentle look in the Fourth Master's eyes had disappeared, and he only curled his lips slightly: "Yes, she won't hurt me."
Wen Jiu had a bad feeling in his heart and subconsciously looked at the Fourth Master, only to see that the fist blade he had given him was hanging on his left hand.
Is this Fourth Master the Fourth Master with whom I have had a past?
The "she" he was talking about was himself?
The next second, the feeling of suffocation came again, and Wenjiu couldn't help rolling his eyes for a moment.
Sir, are you addicted to pinching other people's necks?
"No, no! Your Majesty! I know a lot more! I can still help you!"
The Fourth Master was stunned for a moment, then suddenly a cruel arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "No one can help me, no one!"
He suddenly became crazy: "All of you deserve to die. I will let all of you be buried with my wine and children."
The next second, Wenjiu felt his neck being broken again.
Speaking of which, the Fourth Master was quite swift in his execution. Wenjiu didn't feel any pain for long and died in the blink of an eye.
This time, Wenjiu repeatedly entered a state of darkness and confusion all around him.
After calming herself down, she wanted to take out the Qingxin Pill from her bosom, but now she realized that she was entering through her soul and the Qingxin Pill could not be brought in at all.
At that moment, he couldn't help but curse Xiao Jin in his heart, saying, "This idiot!" He could only close his eyes, regulate his breathing, and try his best to calm his mind.
It didn't take long before I opened my eyes again, and it was still the Fourth Master's face.
"Awake? Tell me, who sent you?"
Wenjiu couldn't help but shudder when he heard this. This was the fourth time.
To be honest, Wenjiu didn't take the Fourth Master's memory fragment too seriously at first.
He didn't think the Fourth Master would turn evil again. After all, in the real world, the relationships between the princes and the Fourth Master were mostly good. Even Concubine De now had some affection for the Fourth Master, no longer as distant as before.
The Fourth Master was not wronged, and he himself became stronger. Who else could make him turn evil?
Wen Jiu never thought that one day the Fourth Master would face the death of himself and his child.
From what he just said, it seemed that someone had attacked him and his child.
Wen Jiu couldn't understand why he was killed by someone despite his current skills.
However, the Fourth Master in front of her had already grabbed her neck again: "I'll give you one last chance, speak!"
Once again she fell into a loop. In this fragment of memory, the real Wenjiu seemed to be able to feel the cold wind around her blowing towards her cheek, and she immediately grabbed the Fourth Master's hand.
"Warming the wine...she..."
"Shut up! You don't deserve to mention her name, you don't deserve it!"
The Fourth Master's eyes, which had been calm just now, suddenly showed a look of madness.
The energy in his body almost burst out due to his emotional fluctuations, splashing water in the water prison.
Wenjiu was so shocked that his lungs shifted position in a trance. Even the familiar faces following behind the Fourth Master knelt on one knee with pale faces.
The Fourth Master in front of him had his black hair flying, and his eyes, once as black as ink, were now tinged with a hint of blood. He lowered his head slightly and said, "You deserve to die."
"I...I know how...to save her!"
Wenjiu held the Fourth Master's wrist tightly, endured the pain, and forced out these words.
In a word, he used up his last bit of strength and fainted.
When Wenjiu woke up again, she was still in the dungeon, but she was not tied up. Instead, she was lying on the cold ground.
She looked up subconsciously and found that she was not the only one around.
He rubbed his eyes, took a closer look at the person next to him, and suddenly his expression became stern: "Zhang Li, is that you?"
The man tied to the stake was covered in blood. At this moment, he vaguely heard a sound and opened his eyes slightly: "You... recognize me"
"Zhang Li! It's really you! Where is the Thirteenth Master?" This man is the Thirteenth Master's closest guard. How could he appear in the Fourth Master's water dungeon?
Wenjiu's heart couldn't help but beat fast.
"Master Thirteen?" He suddenly burst into laughter. "My Lord! He actually wanted to save this lunatic! He was tortured to death by this lunatic! Tortured to death!"
He didn't know what stimulated him, but he suddenly struggled violently.
"How could this happen..." Wen Jiu was a little bit unbelievable for a moment: "Why would something happen to the Thirteenth Master?"
"No one can have an easy life. No one around him can have an easy life! No one can have an easy life. He is not a human being at all. He has no heart! He is a devil, he is an evil star. Master, I feel sorry for you! It's not worth it!"
"Zhang Li, wake up, wake up, and tell us what happened!"
Zhang Li's eyes suddenly met Wen Jiu's. "You also want to use Concubine Wen to get close to him, right? It's useless. He won't spare anyone! No way!"
Wenjiu was in a trance for a moment. The reality of this world made her tremble. Even the feeling of insects crawling across her ankles seemed so real.
In a trance, she clenched her fists, guarded her mind, and simply asked, "What year is it now?"
Zhang Li, however, seemed to be crazy, and kept banging his head against the pillar behind him, muttering unconsciously words like "Master, please leave quickly", "Devil", "Evil star" and so on.
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