Wang Zide polished what the man in yellow robe had said to him and repeated it to Wen Tian.

"...My master Chunyangzi means to take it slow first. You should prepare to go down first. When the time comes, we will..."

After Wen Tian heard this, he frowned in disbelief.

Chu Hanxing is a witch? She can say this on the Internet to blackmail her, but to really make her believe that Chu Hanxing is a witch, this is simply a fantasy.

The person who knows a person best is always his enemy. She knows Chu Hanxing’s virtues better than anyone else. Who is the person who dares not even trample an ant to death? Who is the person who kills the whole world?

Did he think he would write a script and make a movie?

Then again, even if Chu Hanxing is a witch, she can harm people if she wants to, so what does that have to do with her? Let her take the risk to provoke a life-threatening lunatic to save the world?

Don't even think about it.

It's none of her business if everyone dies.

What's more, Wang Zide is not necessarily a good person. He was a traitor before he was released. She doesn't believe that he would risk his own life to save others. They are just the same.

Wen Tian turned around, unscrewed the cap of the lotion, poured it into the palm of her hand and applied it on her face. She admired her face in the mirror, glanced at Wang Zide and said, "Go find someone else, I won't provoke her again."

"I almost died in her hands last time. It's not like you don't know." Seeing Wang Zide's face sinking, Wen Tian added.

Although Wang Zide fainted last time, the wounds on his body in Chu Hanxing's hands kept rubbing on the ground, and he woke up again from the pain.

However, he did not open his eyes, but pretended to be dead on the ground.

When Chu Hanxing was struck by lightning, he quickly opened his eyes and happened to look into Wen Tian's eyes. He was so frightened that he closed his eyes again.

"Of course I have thought of this." Wang Zide sneered, "Don't worry, with my master sitting at the rear this time, Chu Hanxing will never be able to jump up again."

"Your master? Who is he?" Wen Tian asked warily.

"You don't have to worry about it." Wang Zide dusted off the non-existent dust on his clothes, "You just need to do as I say, Master and I will keep your life safe."

Wen Tian took out a facial mask, and the spokesperson on it was herself. She lightly traced the face on the mask with her fingers, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled disdainfully: "Why should I agree to you? I only have a money transaction relationship with you, let alone

I'd rather give you money.

You just do what you ask me to do? Who do you think you are?"

Wang Zide narrowed his eyes, and Wen Tian looked at him in the mirror. The ends of her eyes were raised, with naked provocation and contempt in her eyes.

I thought Wang Zide would be angry, but when he stared at him for a while, he suddenly smiled.

Wang Zide relaxed his body and leaned on the chair, smiling so hard that the wrinkles on his face were piled up in layers.

Wen Tian paused while tearing off the mask, but when Wang Zide continued to laugh, he threw the mask away, stood up with the table in his hands, and cursed: "Get out of here!"

"Miss Wen, don't be angry." Wang Zide grinned, "Tell me, why are you so uncontrollable? I didn't even say anything, but you couldn't help it."

Wen Tian frowned and said sternly: "What on earth are you going to do!"

Wang Zide turned the compass without looking at her, "What do I want to do? Miss Wen, aren't you very clear? If you don't want to see me, agree to my request, and I will leave immediately."

"If you want to die on your own, don't hold me back!" Wen Tian folded his arms on his chest, with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

She couldn't wait to see Wang Zide die.

Wang Zide still didn't get angry. He still had a smile on his face, but the compass needle turned faster and faster. He narrowed his eyes, looked at the jade beads around Wen Tian's neck, and smiled slowly: "Miss Wen, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me?

Isn't it just because I have protection that I feel confident?"

Wen Tian's pupils shrank, she clenched her palms and stared at him.

Wang Zide took his time and said: "If you receive help from others, you must learn to repay it, right?"

Wen Tian was startled and subconsciously covered the jade bead with his hand. The compass pointer also stopped at this second and pointed to Wen Tian's position.

The fox slowly solidified on top of her head, and an indescribable sense of panic spread from the bottom of her heart to her whole body, making her hair stand on end.

Wen Tian felt as if her soul had been thrown into a washing machine. She was dizzy and wanted to vomit. There was a tearing feeling, as if her soul was being ripped away from her body.

She vaguely saw herself in the mirror uncontrollably picking up the mask and putting it on her face. She slowly used her fingers to apply the mask until it fit smoothly. There were no wrinkles at the corners, just like a human skin mask.

.

But she clearly didn't move!

The eyes in the mirror are full of enchanting charm. Every move he makes can easily stir up men's heartstrings, and even women will blush. His charming temperament is natural.

This is not her!

Wen Tian was extremely frightened.

She tried hard to break free, but she couldn't move even with all her strength.

The panic in her heart was getting bigger and bigger, and she saw in the mirror that Wang Zide took a breath on the compass, wiped it with the hem of his clothes, and suddenly raised his head and looked at her, with an expression of watching a good show.

Wen Tian was so scared that she hurriedly squeezed out a sentence from her chest: "I promise you!"

She thought Wang Zide didn't hear her, so she panicked again. However, the next second the restraints were released, her soul returned to her body, and Wen Tian could finally move freely.

"That's right, Miss Wen, don't you hate Chu Hanxing? Now that my master and I are helping you, are you still afraid that you can't get rid of her?"

Wang Zide narrowed his eyes and smiled very hypocritically, "I agreed, it will only do you good and no harm. What's more, Miss Wen, you must learn to be grateful as a person."

Wen Tian's face was extremely ugly, and she stared gloomily: "You never said that."

Wang Zide curled his lips: "Miss Wen, when will you learn to be smarter? Since I have been asked by Master to come to you, I must be sure that you will agree.

Do you really not know who my master Chunyangko is?"

Wen Tian's expression changed, she pinched her palms to calm herself down, and said coldly: "After so many years, it's normal that I can't remember it for a moment."

Wang Zide smiled contemptuously, saying that he was an ungrateful person.

He patted his clothes and stood up. His purpose had been achieved and he was ready to leave. Before leaving, he looked at the mirror and smiled: "Miss Wen, I would like to remind you that the mirror facing the bedside can easily cause neurasthenia. If you are emotionally unstable, you should move away.

Okay."

This woman was as paranoid as a lunatic. He was willing to remind her, but he was just afraid that she would slip up at the critical moment.

This is the bad thing about the girl of luck. Heaven only recognizes her soul and no one can replace it.

Wen Tian gritted his teeth, feeling very dissatisfied. In the mirror, Wang Zide's figure disappeared out of thin air like a ghost.

She turned back suddenly and stared at where Wang Zide was standing. Now there was only a ball of air left.
Chapter completed!