The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Bai Zhan's prestige in Rongcheng is undoubted, so much so that the media throughout Rongcheng are reporting on the decisive battle between the two. As his opponent, the unfamiliar name of Wu Moling also jumped into everyone's field of vision.

Although many people are curious about her, they almost all agree that she is beyond her means.

Except for those as cautious as Nightmare, although rationally speaking, it is impossible for an unknown person to defeat Bai Zhan in an upset. But he always had some kind of weird intuition, even a sixth sense, and kept telling him that it was really possible!

Nightmare didn't dwell on the issue, because he didn't care who won or lost at all.

At that time, he claimed that letting Bai Zhan try Wu Moling's skills was just a cover - the target worth two million was Ji Yaoguang, not the one who protected her.

"As long as Bai Zhan lures that Wu Moling away, I can easily complete the task. Nightmare thought to himself, "I'm not familiar with Bai Zhan and Wu Moling, and it has nothing to do with me who lives or dies of them." ”

This was supposed to be a happy thing, but Nightmare couldn't laugh, and instead frowned.

He always felt that this matter was a little strange, but he couldn't say why.

"It's such a simple thing to do, why does Black Rose have to pay two million for me to do it myself?" Nightmare's cautious personality made him think again.

Could it really be that Black Rose was worried about the safety of her lover, and until she threatened her with this news, she had to send Bai Zhan to lure Wu Moling away?

"It shouldn't be," Nightmare became more and more uneasy the more she thought about it, "how could a woman as arrogant as Black Rose not have confidence in Bai Zhan?"

Nightmare's gaze gradually became cold, and he sneered, "Black Rose, this slut, must be hiding something. ”

In fact, his conjecture was correct.

Black Rose once sent two groups of killers, and the first batch disappeared quietly, without getting the slightest message. But the second group of killers infiltrated the Ji family's villa, but Black Rose was warned by Lin Fei.

In other words, Black Rose knew that the real master beside Ji Yaoguang was a man, not Wu Moling.

But she didn't say a word, but followed the information collected by Nightmare, making Nightmare firmly believe that Wu Moling was that master!

Nightmare has a strategy to drive the tiger and devour the wolf, and let Bai Zhan deal with Wu Moling.

And the black rose mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and wants the nightmare and Lin Fei to fight to the death. Whether it is the Nightmare successfully completing the task, or Lin Fei killing the thorn of the Nightmare, it is a sure profit for her.

Of course, the ideal situation is for both evils to end together......

Just thinking about that scene makes Black Rose feel happy.

It's a mutual calculation between scheming. It's just that Nightmare uses a conspiracy on the table, while Black Rose is a hidden conspiracy, taking advantage of the information gap.

Less than two days later, at the decisive moment of Qingcheng Mountain, no one knew who would die.

...

The ancient martial arts world of Rongcheng is so big, and Bai Zhan is the focus of attention. Wu Moling saw someone discussing her at every turn in the exchange group, she was at a loss for a while, and even simply became a diving party, and she didn't bubble up to speak.

Wu Moling looked away from the screen of his mobile phone, but after all, he couldn't hold back, and asked Lin Fei, "Master, do you think Bai Zhan and I have a chance of winning?"

Lin Fei didn't raise his head, and said without hesitation: "June Fourth." ”

Such a winning rate is simply jaw-dropping, if everyone in the ancient martial arts world hears it, they will definitely treat the person who said this as a psychopath, but Wu Moling is convinced.

With Lin Fei's words, Wu Moling's heart suddenly settled.

On the contrary, Ji Yaoguang on the side looked a little uneasy, and asked with concern: "Is there only a sixty percent chance of winning? can't it be higher?"

Lin Fei nodded slightly, and said calmly: "The Lingshan Immortal Recipe is the perfect technique that is most suitable for the Wu Clan's physique, but Wu Moling's body is thin in the Wu Clan's bloodline, so it can only achieve such a level. ”

Ji Yaoguang sighed softly, but it was Wu Moling who comforted her on the side: "It's okay, Sister Yaoguang, the odds of this victory are already very high." If it weren't for the master's guidance, I wouldn't have dreamed of such a thing. ”

"Compared to my affairs, let's think about how you deal with the Song family. ”

Ji Yaoguang shook his head with a wry smile, rubbed his temples, and made no sound. In the face of the Song family's pressing offensive, her strategy is called "one step at a time", and "broken jars" at worst.

Anyway, it's useless to think about it, it only adds to the troubles, it's better not to think about it.

Seeing Ji Yaoguang's worried appearance, Lin Fei frowned slightly, and then quietly changed the topic: "I can let Wu Moling win this battle." ”

In an instant, the two women looked at Lin Fei in shock, and Wu Moling couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

Lin Fei didn't say much, he stretched out a finger, and a wisp of spiritual imprint hit Wu Moling's mind.

This time it's no longer a cultivation technique, but a top-level technique.

There is only one move, called "True Martial Attack"!

The assistant god of Zhuan, the Xuanwu of one of the four holy beasts, and the god who rules the Northern Heavenly Court were created by the Emperor Zhenwu!

Wu Moling's face was full of shock, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Wouldn't it be too exaggerated?" Wu Moling suddenly felt a little unbearable, feeling that Bai Zhan was really pitiful.

You won't be beaten to death by her, will you?

Ji Yaoguang's face was full of astonishment: "Is it so exaggerated?"

Wu Moling glanced at Lin Fei with a complicated expression and nodded solemnly.

Lin Fei's expression was as usual, and he only said lightly: "If you don't want to kill the opponent, try not to use this move, your current physical body can't withstand the backlash of power." ”

Wu Moling saluted seriously: "I know, thank you for the master's teachings!"

Hearing the word "master", Ji Yaoguang sighed on the side. After many fruitless attempts, she had already given up correcting Wu Moling's address to Lin Fei.

Lin Fei let out an "um" and glanced at the time nonchalantly.

It was still early, and there were still four hours before the banquet of the Qing family in the evening.

Lin Fei put down the sentence "I'll go out" and got up to leave.

Last time, he planned to go to the 4S store to buy a car, but he was disturbed by the waste sent by Han Enci. It's going to be a good time to visit.

...

Lin Fei soon came to the nearest 4S store alone, and a young man in formal clothes was in charge of the reception.

The employee who said "Liu Yang" on the badge only glanced at Lin Fei and pursed his lips disdainfully.

Dressed so plainly and casually, at first glance it is not a rich lord. This kind of person has less oil and water, and often picks and chooses the car and pursues the highest cost performance. If you don't know how much fuel you have to calculate how much fuel you spend driving a kilometer, it's a headache to think about.

Thinking like this, Liu Yang seemed a little cold, and only greeted him in a perfunctory formula: "Welcome, may I ask how I can help you?"

He looks lazy, and he is weak to speak.

"Buy a car. Lin Fei glanced around casually.

"Does Mr. have a favorite style?" Liu Yang picked up a glass of Coke and drank it to himself, not planning to bring Lin Fei a cup at all.

"No, you can recommend it. Lin Fei smiled.

Liu Yang let out an "oh", and then led him to a white Alto: "Sir, I think this car is very suitable for your temperament." ”

Lin Fei frowned slightly.

Liu Yang looked at him like this, and his heart had transitioned from disdain to shock.

Damn, this dirt bun can't even afford a car of 50,000 yuan, right?!