Red Heart Survey

It doesn't matter whether Qing Yunting colludes with the reef country or not, what matters is whether Wei Ninghou wants Qing Yunting to collude with the reef country.

This is the reason why Feng Ming's face is ugly, he has already seen the seriousness of the matter.

"So what do I do?" he asked.

"What do you want to do, Wei Ninghou has actually given a choice. Let Qing Yunting collude with the Jiao Kingdom, and he can relieve the hatred of his grandson who died in Chi Yunshan. And let you go, what can Wei Ninghou get? Or he What do you want?"

Jiang Wang said, "Satisfy him."

Feng Ming gritted his teeth: "For Jiao Xiong's death, we have paid enough sincerity..."

Jiang Wang sighed in his heart, Wei Ninghou should hold Feng Ming back and let Feng Yue think about this issue. Compared to Feng Yue, Feng Ming lacks sufficient experience and determination.

But he thought again, is Feng Ming worth such a huge price? Will it make Qing Hoon Ting cast a mouse? I only thought of this layer, maybe Wei Ninghou was thinking of another layer.

"Or there is another way, but I don't recommend you to choose." Jiang Wang continued: "You don't have to find Marquis Wei Ning, Marquis Wugong who just left is also an option."

The spies of the Jiao country were all caught by the subordinates of Marquis Wu Gong. If Marquis Wu Gong said that Qingyun Pavilion had nothing to do with the affairs of the Jiao country, then of course it had nothing to do with it.

But the reason why Jiang Wang didn't suggest it was naturally for Feng Yue's own safety. At the same time, Qingyun Pavilion will continue in Shun'an Mansion in the future, and it is not a rational choice to tear faces with Wei Ninghou.

Feng Ming was silent for a while: "I know what to do."

He patted Jiang Wang on the shoulder: "I'll go back and find a way to raise money, and I'll definitely satisfy the old monkey. Brother Yu, please wait here. If there is any new situation, please let me know in time."

As he said that, he took out a small three-inch white box from his arms: "You put away this thousand-mile sound transmission box, and I will trouble you here."

The thousand-mile sound transmission box made by Momen works very well, but because of the problem of secrecy, it is feared by many practitioners and has not been popularized. Moreover, it is extremely easy to be shielded, and it is almost impossible to apply it to combat scenes. These are the reasons for limiting its sales.

But it is said that there is a sound transmission box inside the ink door that can hardly be blocked, but it has never leaked out.

Jiang Wang reached out to take the small white square box with a very solemn attitude: "Brother Feng, please don't worry, I will definitely stay here firmly and keep an eye on the Hou Mansion."

The sound transmission box of thousands of miles is exquisite in appearance. It was cold to start with. He had heard the name of this thing for a long time, but this was the first time he saw its true face. With such a small box, such a mysterious effect can be achieved. Momen's organ technique is really unparalleled in the world.

"A friend in need is a friend. Although we meet for the first time, I will never forget brother Yu's loyalty!" Feng Ming patted Jiang Wang's shoulder again as a sign of encouragement, then turned and flew away.

It's not unreasonable for him to invite people to buy people's hearts.

"Then can you help find Qingyun Pavilion for you brother Yu?"

Jiang Wang said something so boring in his heart, sighed, and was about to start his boring stalking work - he was almost sure that nothing would happen to Feng Yue before Feng Ming took action.

But in order to perform well and sneak into Qingyun Pavilion, he had to do such futile things.

At this moment, a word came from behind. Much more direct and crisp than Jiang Wang's inner voice——

"Can you give this to your third brother?"

Jiang Wang sighed for a long time, he really has been sighing today, it's so sad.

Turning around, I saw two familiar figures, one fat and one thin.

Mr. Zheng pointed to the voice box in Jiang Wang's hand with his fat finger, as if he was embarrassed: "It looks very valuable."

"Hey, it's good to spend money to eliminate disasters. If you don't give up, you will suffer a lot." Li Laosi was beside him, like a kind passerby, doing peacemaker.

Jiang Wang felt the veins on his forehead twitching. These two living treasures haven't left yet. This fate is really a crime.

"Why?" Jiang Wang tried his best to be calm, and he really wanted to know why.

These two guys didn't even have an extraordinary aura, they looked like they were at the level of the outer gate of Fenglin City Daoyuan at most, of course he could feel their approach.

But I really didn't expect that they would dare to come, speak, and blackmail!

Don't have eyes? I went to the birthday banquet in the inner courtyard of the Hou Mansion, and I chatted and laughed happily with the son of Qingyun Pavilion Zongshou.

"We are reasonable people." Zheng Laosan didn't know Jiang Wang's inner activities at all, and said very seriously: "Before you lost money for the cloak, but not for the robe. Let's settle the accounts clearly, one yard equals one code."

At that time, we had made a clear agreement, but these two idiots actually played word games with him! It's not right for him to take sheep and sell them by force, but a tattered cloak and a tattered robe won't make you lose one crop after another, right?

How much more than a hundred times the money they earned?

Jiang Wangqi smiled: "So what else do you want?"

"Didn't the third brother say that?" The fat man waved the steel knife casually: "Your box is not bad. A gift from a friend? How about giving it to a friend?"

Li Laosi clapped his hands and said happily, "Hey, this is called reciprocity!"

From others, to you? Is this called reciprocity?

Jiang Wang was about to applaud them, and couldn't help laughing: "What if I say no?"

"Hey!" Li Laosi turned cold, and pointed his thumb to the side: "This sturdy body, the shining steel knife, do you see it?"

"Hey!" Zheng Laosan patted him, disgusted: "Don't be so bloody. I don't cut people."

He was obviously the one who made up his mind among the two, and he acted very grandly, looking at Jiang Wang with a smile: "We never force, we will hang you up, from a tree, until you agree."

"It's not convenient to communicate here. It's not good for people to see." Jiang Wang pointed to the grove not far away: "Shall we go there to talk?"

"Yes, if you hand over such a precious thing casually, it will be really difficult to be a human being." Zheng Laosan was considerate: "Then let's go!"

"Let's go!" Li Laosi took the lead, leading the way with arrogance and arrogance.

Jiang Wang followed behind unhurriedly.

Probably because he was afraid that he would run away, Zheng Laosan stayed close to him all the time, his eyes firmly fixed on him.

The three of them walked into the dark woods like this...

In less than ten breaths, Jiang Wang clapped his hands, and Shi Shiran walked out.

For him, this is just a small episode, to adjust his mood a little.

The "job" of stalking is what needs to be performed well at the moment.

...

...

In the grove, two figures, one fat and one thin, were tied up by vines and hung upside down from the tree, swaying around.

Two people, you look at me, and I look at you.

at this time.

Click, click.

The sound of dead branches being crushed, from far to near.