"What are you doing?"

Outside the factory, Yin Guyue, who was squatting in front of Chen Chenchen's body, heard the sound coming from behind. He held a thin purple veil with his fingers: "I'm wondering how to use this. It's so powerful that it can actually create darkness that swallows light, I want it."

"You can't use it." Xia Linguo said: "Every time the Extreme Divine Soldier changes his master, he needs to go through a heavy ritual, and the temporary transfer of the right to use also requires the permission of the original owner. This veil is definitely not owned by the assassin, and I'm afraid it was temporarily lent to him by the leader of the Assassin organization."

"In other words, that leader is not dead, I can't use this veil?"

"Or why do you think he dares to lend this treasure to an assassin who licks blood on the tip of a knife?"

"Then we hide it ourselves, can't we wait until he dies of old age?"

"No matter when the leader of the Assassin Organization dies," Xia Linguo said with his hands in his arms: "But according to the general's character, he will not keep such a useless item to disgust the Assassin Organization. On the contrary, returning the veil to the Assassin Organization is an opportunity to establish a good relationship."

"Anyway, he is not afraid of being assassinated by a white-haired assassin. The assassin organization will definitely understand this 'good intention'."

"It's hard to say." Yin Guyue put away her veil in disappointment: "He wanted to kill those rich young masters this time, and he was always very popular, but he spent a lot of money to ask the assassin organization to take action. In terms of wealth, can Lan Yan be richer than the merchant? That lonely cold ghost has never even invited me to have dinner. I was so blind that I followed him..."

There was no one else next to you. Yin Guyue habitually complained about the big round, and said, "Mr. Xia, be careful, Lan Yan is not afraid of assassins. Your little body may have your throat cut when you work all night."

Xia Linguo suddenly said: "I think Lan Yan will not do anything in the end, or at least he will not do anything."

Yin Guyue shook her head: "How is it possible? It was clearly because he said he wanted to kill other people."

"Why do you want to make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?"

"If the Silver Blood Society dies here, then you win; if the Silver Blood Society is not dead, then I win."

"What if you win, what if you lose?"

"If I win, don't bother me if you have no business in the future." Xia Linguo said lightly.

"What if you lose?"

"Whatever you do."

"Okay, I've bet!" Yin Guyue said, "I still believe in Lan Yan in this kind of thing. If he says he will kill your whole family, he will definitely kill your whole family!"

"You still don't know much about the general." Xia Linguo turned around and left: "Although he pays great attention to his promises, but..."

“He is also willing to break his promise for 'justice'.”

...

...

"Have you written it?"

Lan Yan seemed to remember something and said, "By the way, although the more you should be, the better, I also know the ability of the Silver Blood Society and the limitations of the president, so I prefer a down-to-earth agreement than to boast about Haikou's promises."

“Making a promise that you cannot fulfill will only expose your weakness.”

Everyone's faces stagnated, and they immediately picked up their pens to cross out certain contents.

Le Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said sarcastically: "Will it bring you great pleasure to judge others' fate when you are high above?"

The others looked at Leyu in horror, and Luo Zhen and others were frantically winking.

Are you crazy!?

Why challenge him here?

If you want to die, why do you have to choose this time?

Only Qin Leyin's face became gloomy. He squinted his eyes and looked at Leyu and put down the paper and pen.

"My dream when I was a child was to be a teacher." Lan Yan smiled, ignoring the provocation of Leyu at all: "I have been smart since I was a child. Other students have any exercises they don't understand, and they will come to ask me because I have a better level, a more friendly attitude, and it is easier for them to learn."

"The happiest time is that they have made progress under my guidance. Watching them deliver a better answer is also a kind of affirmation for me."

"I don't deny that holding power has indeed made me taste wonderful." Lan Yan knocked on the table: "But, the most unforgettable thing for me is the sense of accomplishment in teaching and educating people."

"But, I used to use knowledge as a temptation and paper as a tool; but now, I use interests as a temptation and military power as a tool."

Leyu doesn't like such a literary way of chatting: "Do you want to train Dongyang?"

Lan Yan smiled and said, "It depends on whether you can give a satisfactory answer."

"Collection."

The soldiers came over to take their paper and pens, and Leyu was very calm and was ready to die for life.

His intentional provocation of Lan Yan was to lay the groundwork for this. Although he had pierced Lan Yan with chopsticks before, Lan Yan did not hate him because of this, so he needed to give Lan Yan a deeper impression so that Lan Yan could wipe him out by himself.

Although even if Leyu is killed by others, he can give Lan Yan a head directly, but the number of times he dies is less, Leyu does not want his soul memory to be damaged due to frequent deaths.

As for the plan after replacing Lan Yan, Leyu is also prepared.

Before, Leyu could stir up the city with the Jing family alone. Now with the Linhai army, it is not difficult to demolish Dongyang.

He didn't even need to do anything about Linhai Army. He just needed to be stationed here, forcing the Yang army to not dare to move around, and then cooperate with Bai Ye, which would make Xuanzhu County a mess.

Although there must be many difficulties in this process, Lan Yan has laid a foundation for him.

Now Leyu is equivalent to transferring from a high-level rich player account "Jing Zhengwei" to another high-level military and political player account "Lan Yan". Even though Leyu has to bear more main tasks and side tasks, he has also obtained more resources to utilize.

With Lan Yan's legacy, Leyu's next life is enough to reduce the difficulty of "sightseeing" and even takes the opportunity to dominate the second district of Dongyang Chenfeng and then covet the world. It is not impossible to transform this harem text into a strife.

Even though Leyu still wanted to go home, with tens of thousands of soldiers as his subordinates, his chances of finding the Well of Gods and Demons were greatly increased.

No matter how you think about it, it is absolutely not a loss to die for Lan Yan, and you will avenge the people of Xingke Baiye by the way.

I can even take the opportunity to make the novel eunuch serialized in the newspaper, and it feels so good.

The only problem is Qinglan.

Kill Xuanzhu and grab Qinglan?

But this is so weird... Although there seems to be nothing wrong, Leyu always feels very wrong.

However, after hearing the news of Jing Zhengwei's death, Xuan Zhu Baiye's people should also pick Qing Lan away, and Leyu may not be able to meet her again.

In fact, Leyu has long thought about these days, if she continues to die and reincarnate, how to face her friends and lovers.

This is almost inevitable. People will die, and music has no end.

But Leyu didn't expect that she would die for the fourth time so soon.

And his idea is to do it with the heart.

Explain what to explain, love what to love, and he believes that the people he trusts will continue to trust himself.

Isn’t it just that I changed my account? I’m still a male lead at least. It’s exciting to change my female lead next time.

Do whatever you want, just be happy.

Let’s talk about what’s going on in the future.

Now let’s die for Lan Yan first.

Then continue to show off as he is!

Leyu has no psychological barriers to taking over the game account of Lan Yan!

And looking forward to it very much!

He can't wait to see the specific attributes of Lan Yan!

Lan Yan, who was sitting opposite Leyu, was slowly reading the six answers they handed over.

The others were sweating profusely and staring at Lan Yan nervously.

If this is an exam, then the six of them are candidates. However, only one person can pass this exam, and those who fail will directly lose the qualification to continue breathing.

"Everyone, the results are out."

Lan Yan sorted out the test paper and said with a smile: "Everyone's answers are very wonderful, I'm very satisfied, but unfortunately I can only admit one."

"And the answer that most satisfyes Lan is—"

"Young Master Jing's answer."

Luo Zhen, Quan Xin, Ting Chaozao and others were instantly ashamed. Lan Jianbo lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. Qin Leyin's face was calm, as if he had expected it.

The person who is most confused on the field is of course the music.

"Why me?" he asked in surprise: "Aren't I handed in a blank paper?"

"It seems that Young Master Jing wants you to convince everyone of losing." Lan Yan spread his hands and said, "Everyone, do you know what blank paper means?"

"It means 'you can write'." Qin Leyin said: "If he doesn't mention any restrictions, it means you can write any needs."

"That's true." Lan Yan smiled and said, "Although your answers are exquisite, they are still inferior to such a brilliant 'blank'."

"By the way, Young Master Qin also gave the same blank answer sheet."

Now, the others completely lost hope. If only Jing Zhengwei handed in the blank paper, they would still think he was lucky, but even Qin Leyin was the same, which means they lost this time.

Lost completely.

If you lose, you won’t even kneel down and lick it.

Damn, why are you so good at flattering?

Lan Yan raised his glasses and continued to explain: "I understand that Young Master Qin is confused at this time. You all gave the same answer, why is only one of them winning? After all, I can only choose one president, and under my weighing, Young Master Jing is even better."

"In addition to family background, industry, and ability, you are a little bit beyond Master Jing."

Qin Leyin: "Dare you ask?"

"Impression." Lan Yan stood up and said, "When I saw Young Master Jing, I felt like I met a friend who had been together for a long time. Although we didn't know each other before, there might be some kind of fate in this world that could hit it off at first sight."

Qian Yuliu, Yin Yin and others thought it was very grassy, ​​and Yue Yu felt it too.

Lan Yan: "Mr. Qin, do you accept this reply?"

"I accept it." Qin Le nodded in a dark way: "I believe that God's will is hard to violate it."

"Then, please wait for a moment, or enjoy our head-in-law food." Lan Yan did not say the word "dead-in-law rice" very politely: "Young Master Jing, please follow me."

Music: "…"
Chapter completed!