Chapter 937 Why?
Wenjiu's arm was pinched by him and it hurt, and he couldn't help frowning.
Tan Luan, standing opposite, seemed to come back to his senses and suddenly laughed again: "My Buddhist sect has been saving all living beings for thousands of years. It is time for all living beings to repay me. Donor, do you think what Tan Luan said is right?"
Wenjiu looked at him. He was smiling, but there was no emotion in his eyes. He couldn't help but frown for a moment.
"Donor, there is murderous intent in your eyes. Do you also want to... kill me?"
Wen Jiu pursed his lips slightly and met Tan Luan's gaze: "Besides me, is there anyone else who wants to kill you?"
Tan Luan suddenly smiled even wider: "Of course there is."
Wen Jiu looked at the crazy look of Tan Luan in front of him, and couldn't help but look outside again with worry.
"What's wrong? Worried about him?"
After warming the wine, Tan Luan continued, "Instead of worrying about him, you should worry about yourself. If he doesn't come, I will have to let you down."
Let’s talk. Instead of continuing to watch the wine warming, he lowered his head, picked up the stick and continued to poke the fire.
Before Wen Jiu could say anything, Tan Luan raised his eyebrows.
"Oh, here it comes. You're really quick."
The next second, he dropped the stick in his hand and stood up.
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment and looked towards the door. As expected, he saw the Fourth Master entering the cave with a chill all over his body.
"Master..." Wen Jiu stood up and wanted to walk towards him, but the next second Tan Luan grabbed his neck.
The Fourth Master was walking forward when he suddenly stopped and said, "Stop."
"Where is the person I want? Did you come here by yourself?" Tan Luan said with narrowed eyes.
The Fourth Master gave Wenjiu a soothing look and said, "Don't be nervous. I brought someone with me. He's outside. I have to make sure that the person is here. I will never go over there. Let go first, and we can discuss everything." The Fourth Master took a few steps back as he spoke.
Tan Luan and Tan Lun glanced at him, sneered, and before they could say anything, they felt something cold pressed against their foreheads.
"Let me go." Wen Jiuxun looked into the air and pointed his spear directly at Tan Luan's solar plexus.
Tan Luan glanced at Wen Jiu's hand with interest: "What is this thing? Can it hurt anyone?"
Wenjiu took a deep breath silently, and the next second, he pulled the trigger.
With a bang, a bullet passed through the brain, embedded in the stone wall, and disappeared without a trace.
In an instant, even the Fourth Master was shocked.
It splashed into the mountain wall beside him again. In just a moment, even the Fourth Master couldn't help but be frightened.
"Wine."
There was no expression on Wenjiu's face, only her trembling hands revealed her emotions at the moment.
He even lost control of the gun and it fell to the ground.
Wenjiu didn't have time to pick it up at this moment, so he took some effort to pry open the spring's hand that was pinching his neck.
After trying twice without success, Wenjiu frowned slightly.
The Fourth Master also stepped forward immediately.
"Don't move."
The next second, Tan Luan actually moved, shaking his head strangely, as if the bullet that had passed through his brain had not caused any effect on him at all.
Then, he lowered his head to pick up the gun, and with his head still in need of a skull, he raised an eyebrow and looked at Wen Jiu: "Donor, you are so cruel. I provide you with good food and drink, but you only want my life."
The next second, Tan Luan pointed the gun directly at the Fourth Master with a smile on his face.
Wenjiu's pupils shrank: "No!"
"I listen to the donor, but the donor never listens to me."
After saying that, Tan Luan curled his lips and fired a shot straight at the Fourth Master's forehead.
The Fourth Master's physical ability had recovered somewhat, and he dodged away directly.
Tan Luan narrowed his eyes and fired the second and third shots, but neither of them hurt the Fourth Master at all.
Tan Luan raised his eyebrows and stopped shooting. Instead, he put the real gun to Wenjiu's head and looked at the Fourth Master opposite him with a smile.
"What should I do? If I can't hit you, I'll try it on her..."
"Don't! Don't be impulsive."
The Fourth Master immediately stopped where he was.
Wen Jiu was also very anxious at this moment. He was now clamped and unable to move. He didn't know what happened to the space. At this time, an accident happened. He wanted to retract the pistol, but he couldn't even react at the right point.
Seeing that they were talking and laughing, he pointed the gun at the Fourth Master again, but the Fourth Master in front of him obviously stood still and had no intention of escaping.
Bang.
The Fourth Master covered his left arm and groaned.
"Master!"
Wen Jiu's pupils shrank, but he saw that he was about to pull the trigger again in the next second.
At the critical moment, Jiang Xiaojin threw the gun and hit it, so he took it back?
This time the gun was back in his hand, and the warm wine was directly against their hearts.
"Don't move, or I'll shoot!"
Tan Luan raised his eyebrows and looked at the warm wine with curiosity.
"Donor, you actually have such a miraculous skill? How did you do it?"
Tan Luan looked at the warm wine with great curiosity.
Wenjiu narrowed his eyes and pressed the muzzle of the gun a little tighter in a threatening manner: "Back off."
Tan Luan suddenly laughed: "Donor, you don't think this thing can really hurt me, right? It's just a body, so what if you beat it into a sieve? Ha~"
Wen Jiu pulled the trigger again, unconvinced. Tan Luan, as if to verify his own words, even after being shot in the heart, simply spread his hands and stretched them a bit: "Is it fun? Have you had enough?"
This time he grabbed Wenjiu's neck again.
"I don't have any extra patience. I'll just ask you one more time. Where's the person I want?"
"Stop, I'll bring people over right away, give me some time." The Fourth Master's eyes were dark and terrifying, but his face was calm.
"Fourth Prince, please hurry up. My patience is running out. As you can see, I'm afraid my body won't last much longer."
The Fourth Master secretly clenched his fists and glanced at the wine. "Wait, I'll be there soon." After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the cave.
Wenjiu tried hard to calm himself down.
"Xiao Jin, quickly read the entire book again to see if there's any way to crack it. Also, is there any loophole in the dark aura? Quick! You have to be quick!"
Xiao Jin stomped his feet and ran straight into the space again.
Tan Luan, with a distorted face, approached the man who was drinking wine and asked, "Donor, are you crying?"
After that, he stretched out his fingers to wipe away the tears from the warm wine.
"Now that he's here, you've become more emotional. You're so stingy that you don't even want to show your emotions when you're with others."
Wenjiu pursed his lips and said nothing. He really couldn't understand why he could still talk here even though his head was broken. This was totally unreasonable!
"I suddenly changed my mind." Tan Luan suddenly curled his lips.
Wen Jiu looked at Tan Luan's face in front of him and felt a chill coming from behind: "What... do you want to do?"
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