One Hundred Ways to Whitewash Villains [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.2

11.7

　　After emptying most of the various elixirs in the storage ring, Tang Mo sighed, "The world is declining, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be." while successfully resting on the Tiancha Peak.

　　However, even in the late Tang Dynasty, Wei Chengze could tell who they were prepared for just by looking at the effects of those medicines. After all, at the end of the Tang Dynasty, at this level of cultivation, I had no use for this kind of thing.

　　After slowly discharging the medicinal power in his body, Wei Chengze took a long breath and opened his eyes. The feeling as if every pore was soaked in warm water made him sigh in comfort.

　　However, before he could savor this mysterious feeling, he was suddenly startled by the enlarged face that came to him. Before he even had time to think, Wei Chengze subconsciously raised his hand and slapped it.

　　——Of course, it was all in vain.

　　"I've told you so many times, you can't hit me!" He grabbed Wei Chengze's wrist that hadn't been withdrawn yet, and the sullen expression on Tang Mo's face made people feel like their fists were itching to see it. Feel.

　　After looking at Tang Mo expressionlessly for a while, Wei Chengze suddenly opened his mouth and showed him a bright smile. Then he suddenly opened his mouth and bit Tang Mo's hand that was holding his wrist.

　　Suddenly, a scream pierced the sky above Tianqian Peak.

　　Blinking his eyes and watching Tang Mo pathetically sprinkle medicinal powder on his wounds, Wei Chengze licked the blood off his fangs with the tip of his tongue and smiled heartlessly: "I know I can't hit you. !"

　　Tang Mo: ...

　　this damn little bastard!

　　If he hadn't been worried about being injured by the force of the shock, would he have been bitten by this little white tooth? !

　　Ignoring Tang Mo who was groaning at the side, Wei Chengze turned around and looked around, a little confused: "Where is my master?"

　　Normally at this time, An Yingsheng would be standing by, waiting for him to wake up - —By the way, throw someone out of the room who came to make a fuss. But at this moment, he and Tang Mo were the only two people in the room.

　　"He," after hearing Wei Chengze's question, Tang Mo stopped moving his hands, and the look on his face became uninterested, "he went to pick someone up." Putting the medicine bottle in his hand away, he endured He couldn't help but clicked his tongue, "Really, it's not like I don't know the way."

　　Wei Chengze was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he realized who the person Tang Mo was talking about was.

　　Zhuang Qingwen is a genius in the Zhongqian World. He is only a hundred years old and has the ability to fight with people at the level of Immortal Lord. According to rumors, he is also the person An Yingsheng cares about the most. It is said that for the medicinal materials for Zhuang Qingwen's promotion, An Yingsheng even entered places where even the Immortal Lord rarely sets foot.

　　At that time, many people thought that this generation of genius would die here, but two months later, he successfully came out with the medicinal materials Zhuang Qingwen needed. However, the injuries he suffered in that valley prevented him from making any progress in his cultivation for many years to come.

　　Thinking of this, Wei Chengze's eyes darkened slightly, and the fingers hanging by his side curled up little by little.

　　He looked at Tang Mo, who looked calm, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't hold it back and asked: "Um, master, is he..." Halfway through the words, Wei Cheng seemed to feel that this was too inappropriate. Ze stopped talking abruptly, with a troubled look on his face.

　　However, even if Wei Chengze didn't finish what he said, Tang Mo could guess what Wei Chengze wanted to ask. He picked up the grasshopper on the table that Wei Chengze had woven from grass stems when he was bored, and played with it nonchalantly. After a while, he finally spoke and said what Wei Chengze had not said: "Do you like Zhuang Qingwen?"

　　Seeing Wei Chengze's eyes flickering, as if he was talking about the central issue, Tang Mo didn't know why. Just a little unhappy. He frowned, then suddenly raised his fingers and flicked the grasshopper beside him to the other side of the table.

　　This kid has obviously never tried to hide his feelings, but he still feels embarrassed when he is told directly like this?

　　It should have been something he found interesting, but at this moment, Tang Mo's chest felt inexplicably tight.

　　After staring at the real-looking grasshopper for a long time, Tang Mo finally said, "What's so good about that guy?" He

　　kept a straight face all day long, exuding the aura of keeping strangers away, and couldn't hit him with a few sticks. What a fart. He really couldn't think of anything about An Yingsheng that could make this kid so fascinated.

　　Obviously compared to that guy, he and Wei Chengze have much more common topics and spend more time together, right? Why doesn't this kid care about him so much?

　　"Well, I don't know where to go... I don't know." Standing up from the bed, Wei Chengze walked to the opposite side of Tang Mo, picked up the grasshopper squatting on the corner of the table, and carefully placed it in the palm of his hand, "Just seeing At that moment, a voice in my heart told me..."

　　"-'Yes, it's him. '"

　　Looking from the grasshopper in his palm to Tang Mo, there was a smile on Wei Chengze's face. It even gave people a dazzling feeling: "That's all."

　　Perhaps it was because Wei Chengze's current appearance was so different from his usual appearance. Tang Mo looked at him and couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

　　Reaching out to take the grasshopper handed over by Wei Chengze, Tang Mo couldn't help but clicked his tongue in displeasure. This feeling of being outshone by others for no apparent reason is really upsetting.

　　Speaking of which, it seemed that no matter what it was, there was a big difference between him and An Yingsheng.

　　Comparing his origins, he was a street gangster in a thousand worlds, while An Yingsheng was a descendant of a powerful man in a thousand worlds. They were more than a million miles apart. Comparing his strength, he was defeated by just one move. An Yingsheng's subordinates won and lost in the subsequent competitions, but in the end they lost more and lost more, and every time they were more dangerous than others; now even their likability was being compared. It really made Tang Mo feel extremely depressed.

　　Unconsciously holding the grasshopper made of grass stalks in his hand, Tang Mo looked like a child who had been robbed of his beloved toy, sulking alone.

　　The corners of his mouth raised slightly, Wei Chengze tilted his head and stared at Tang Mo for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and snatched the grasshopper that was slightly deformed in his hand.

　　Tang Mo was stunned for a moment when his hand was suddenly empty, and he subconsciously wanted to take back what was taken away, but Wei Chengze dodged it.

　　"If it's broken, can you afford to pay for it?" He deliberately waved the grasshopper in front of Tang Mo. Before Wei Chengze could say anything more, he saw a dark shadow flash in front of him, and the thing he was originally holding in his hand , and temporarily disappeared. Seeing Yizhuang's wrist at the end of Tang Dynasty, the grasshopper that was originally in his palm was put into the storage ring. Suddenly, Wei Chengze, who had no time to stop him, became a little angry: "At the end of Tang Dynasty!"

　　That was what he had done for An Ying. raw!

　　Because he has never been to the lower world, An Yingsheng is very interested in the life that is different from the upper world. Naturally, such mortal gadgets are also among them.

　　"Can't you just make a new one?" He had no intention of taking out the contents of the storage ring. Tang Mo looked like a rogue, "Isn't there grass everywhere outside the house?"

　　"..." Not knowing what to do with the rogue in front of him, Wei Chengze glared at him for a long time, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite him.

　　It's a pity that his extremely weak strength and slightly childish face make his expression less intimidating.

　　Knowing that he could not really snatch the things back from Tang Mo, Wei Chengze finally kicked his calf and turned around to break the grass stems outside the house.

　　Looking at Wei Chengze's angry back, Tang Mo blinked and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

　　Really, I don't know what he was struggling with just now. Wei Chengze's attitude towards him and An Yingsheng were indeed different, but this boy would never call An Yingsheng by his first name like he does now, right?

　　Compared to being treated with caution like that, Wei Chengze's current attitude actually made him more comfortable.

　　Tilting his head and watching Wei Chengze put the grass stalks in his hands on the table and carefully select them, Tang Mo leaned over and said, "How do you fold it? Can you teach me?" Some

　　of the people he once knew also He knew this skill, but at that time he thought it was something used to please women. He had no interest in it at all, and naturally he would not learn it. Now when he saw Wei Chengze's fingers flexibly interweaving between them, he gradually became interested. The decent-looking sailboat made me a little interested.

　　Wei Chengze glanced at him sideways when he heard this. It was obvious that he was still angry, but he still handed a grass stem into his hand.

　　"I don't know if that guy likes Zhuang Qingwen," Tang Mo imitated Wei Chengze's movements and tossed the grass stalks in his hands. Tang Mo suddenly answered Wei Chengze's question, "But Zhuang Qingwen doesn't like that guy. I'm sure of one thing. "

　　That's not the look a person should have when looking at the person he likes.

　　After a pause in the movements of his hands, Wei Chengze glanced at Tang Mo, seeming a little surprised: "You don't like Zhuang Qing... um, Zhuang Daojun?"

　　Hearing Wei Chengze's title, Tang Mo looked at him with a half-smile. He glanced at it and didn't say much. He just shook his head and answered truthfully: "I don't like it."

　　That person was too utilitarian and looked at everything with a sense of judgment and calculation, which really made him like it. Can't get up.

　　"Oh..." Wei Chengze blinked in confusion, and asked again, "Then why do you want to go to the Lingyin Secret Realm with him?"

　　Tang Mo said before that the people who entered the secret realm together this time, except him and Besides An Yingsheng, there is Zhuang Qingwen.

　　"Only the magic weapon in his hand can determine the location of the secret realm." At this point, Tang Mo curled his lips, obviously a little unhappy about this, "And that guy's strength is indeed passable."

　　Of course, the most important thing is What's more, with An Yingsheng here, how could Zhuang Qingwen be missing out on such a benefit?

　　However, Tang Mo did not say this last point.

　　"Is that so?" Fortunately, Wei Chengze didn't hear anything was wrong, and turned to ask about other things, "The Lingyin Secret Realm..."

　　The two of them chatted away, and the atmosphere was particularly harmonious. The only thing The problem is... Tang Mo looked at the finished product after following the steps taught by Wei Chengze, and the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably.

　　"What is this?" After enduring it, but still unable to hold it back, Tang Mo pointed at something on the table that looked very similar to something unspeakable and asked, with a particularly subtle expression on his face.

　　Glancing in front of Tang Mo, Wei Chengze spoke with righteousness: "Armstrong spin-acceleration jet Armstrong cannon!"

　　Tang Mo:...

　　"I didn't expect you to be so good at craftsmanship," and After taking a look at the standing Armstrong gyrojet Armstrong cannon, Wei Chengze reached out and patted Tang Mo on the shoulder, with an expression that said, "You can teach a kid," "The degree of restoration is really high!"

　　Tang Mo: ...

　　Believe it or not, he actually cut this dead child to death? !