Xianwu star

Chapter 593 Guo Degang and Xiao Yueyue

Listening to Fen's tone of reminiscence with resentment, Wang Zheng's expression became a little strange, rubbed his chin, and said to himself:
"According to the practice in the screenwriting circle, this tragic story can be split into two main plots."

"One is that the proud son of heaven was robbed of his talent by his brothers, and has since disappeared from everyone, and has been reduced to the point of incognito."

"The other one is that the young baby daddy is happy to be a father. He adopted a miserable baby prince and lived a life of incognito. However, he was finally discovered and started a epic battle royale experience."

"Without my participation, the story might have ended abruptly. It is also possible that the dad sacrificed and the genius returned, and thus evolved into a story of fighting against the sky."

"However, since I got involved, there is only one ending..."

Wang Zheng's thoughts were overwhelming, and he immediately thought of countless wonderful scripts.

Titanic, a masterpiece without any basis, really needs too many topics to warm up in advance, and if the protagonist of Titanic has a legendary experience, then Will undoubtedly be a good hotspot.

In addition, Wang Zheng's Twelve Gold Saints still lack more than half of the candidates. If geniuses and experts from the elves can join it, it will undoubtedly be another hot spot...

Therefore, another bold idea came to Wang Zheng's mind.

Fen still knelt on the ground, waiting for Wang Zheng's reply.

But he didn't just wait for Wang Zheng's reply. Time is running out now, and human life is at stake. If Wang Zheng still refuses to agree, then Fen can only go on the road alone. Even if she dies, she must fight for His Royal Highness. vitality.

Just when the hope that had just surged up in Fen's heart was about to be shattered, Wang Zheng's voice finally resounded faintly: "This matter is out of control."

Fen raised her head suddenly, and looked at Wang Zheng, whose face was full of mystery, with surprise.

Wang Zheng looked at Fen, lowered his head and murmured for a while: "Um... the Moon Shadow Tribe and the Dark Elf Tribe, are there any fifth-level demigods?"

"Fifth-rank demigod? How can there be a demigod in a small tribe like ours? It is estimated that only the largest tribes and the elf royal court will have such a strong man."

Finn said his answer as a matter of course.

When Wang Zheng heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Then it's no problem, don't be cowardly, just do it!"

Looking at the strong self-confidence on the young senior's face, for some reason, Fen felt as if she had found a strong backer for a moment. Thinking of this, Fen's face was full of eagerness: "Senior, what are we doing?" Time to leave?"

Wang Zheng raised a finger and shook it: "You have to know that there is no free lunch in the world. What can you give for that prince? You know, with my strength and reputation, it's impossible to do anything for anyone. It’s a great favor.”

Looking at the indifferent Wang Zheng, Fen's expression became serious, without blinking her eyes, she said in a firm voice: "For Your Highness, I am willing to sink into hell."

When Wang Zheng heard this, he smiled: "It's not as exaggerated as hell, and I don't need you to sacrifice so much. I only have one request."

"I want you!"

Fern's pupils shrank suddenly. At this moment, he thought of many rumors about human society. It is rumored that many human beings like the tune of playing chrysanthemums with iron rods, and many of them are even true love.

Could it be that this senior has such a hobby? !

The chrysanthemum was a little tense, Fen's complexion changed again and again, she gritted her teeth: "If senior thinks I'm still a bit pretty, I'm willing to pick it for senior."

When Wang Zheng heard this, he rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "What are you thinking? My orientation is normal! Besides, even if I'm really abnormal, do I need to go all out to find you?

Believe it or not, there will be countless chrysanthemums willing to bloom for it when I go back to the Eastern Continent and tickle my fingers..."

Wang Zheng talked eloquently, but stopped halfway through.

Something is wrong, is my orientation normal?Why did Mao want to tell him about chrysanthemums blooming?
When Fen let out a long breath secretly, Wang Zheng's expression suddenly became solemn: "I don't want anything else, I only have one sentence, are you willing to give me the power in my hand?"

"Huh?" Fen suddenly raised her head and looked at Wang Zheng, with undisguised hesitation on her face.

"After the young dad transformed into a middle-aged uncle, is there any softness and unwillingness in his heart?" Seeing the look on Fen's face, how could Wang Zheng still not know his scruples?Therefore, his expression remained unchanged, and he continued:
"Of course, that's after the matter is done. If you want me to take action, you must offer your loyalty after the matter is completed. Of course, I also know that you are worried about what the prince will do in the future.

This seat can promise here that if he is considered to be a talented person, this seat can accept him as the second disciple of this seat.If he is a puddle of mud, I can also use my relationship to make him rich and peaceful all his life. "

Wang Zheng's words stopped abruptly, because he knew that after he said these things, the former young dad in front of him would definitely make a choice that satisfied him.

Because he had no other choice at all.

Sure enough, after two breaths, Fen took a deep breath and said in a solemn tone: "Okay, I promise you, if you can really save His Royal Highness, I will become the strength in your hands."

Wang Zheng nodded in satisfaction: "Remember, my name is Wang Zheng."

"Okay, senior Wang Zheng, when are we going to leave?" Fen's expression seemed a little hasty, apparently after arguing with Wang Zheng for a while, he was even more worried about the safety of the prince.

In the void, Wang Zheng stretched his limbs, stood in the void, and pointed at Cheng Jian lightly, a golden pendant appeared in the void, and slowly flew to Fen's eyes.

Fern stared at the pendant, and saw that although the pendant was golden in color, its structure was a bit strange. It was two identical human faces, one expressionless, the other crying and smiling.

After receiving the pendant, Fen looked at Wang Zheng with some doubts, but Wang Zheng smiled inscrutablely: "Bring him, he will give you strength."

Fen Yiyan put the pendant around her neck, and before she could think deeply about the pendant, Wang Zheng said with a relaxed expression, "Let's go, lead the way."

Fen nodded hastily, activated his dark purple-black grudge, and shot towards one direction.

Wang Zheng stepped on the immortal step with his feet, and followed behind him unhurriedly like an exiled immortal.

"Well...there is a second apprentice, the little prince of the elf tribe. And my second apprentice will be praised by me as one of the most famous fresh meats in the Western Continent."

"No, no... how does this feel like Guo Degang and Xiao Yueyue?"

Wang Zheng, whose thoughts were wandering, shuddered suddenly. The picture was so beautiful that Wang Zheng couldn't accept it.

(End of this chapter)