Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

"good."

Hearing Lin Jingzhe's words, Wang De immediately became happy.

In his middle age, he smiled like a child.

Lin Jingzhe looked at Wang De's smile, and he also understood a truth. He is too genius, and maybe it is not a good thing for his family.

At least from Wang De's body, Lin Jingzhe can see that the pressure he put on Wang De is too great.

'Um? ’

Walking in the direction of his home study, Lin Jingzhe unintentionally glanced into the distance, but he saw a very tall building. A person was hiding behind the attic and looking at the small courtyard where Lin Jingzhe's house was located.

Although the man was hiding behind the attic window, looking towards this side through a small hole.

But those eyes that peeked in this direction were still discovered by Lin Jingzhe.

Looking at the place where his family was peeping in the distance, Lin Jingzhe's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Immediately, Lin Jingzhe walked into her home study as if she had found nothing.

"An'er, today I will write you a copy for my father."

"It's not for my father to brag, I'm famous for my father's calligraphy, or throughout the Great Zhou..."

Walking with Lin Jingzhe into the study, Wang De rarely boasted.

Today Lin Jingzhe took the initiative to ask him to teach writing. In Wang De's opinion, this matter is more worthy of his happiness than his being transferred to the Ministry of War.

. . . . . .

"That kid just took a look at us."

On a high tower opposite the courtyard where Lin Jingzhe's house is located, two men with the appearance of Practitioner buttoned two small eyes on the window.

At the moment they are observing the direction of Lin Jingzhe's home.

One of the Practitioner with a knife, thinking back to the movement of the child in the yard just now, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled: "Should we be seen by him?"

"impossible."

Hearing the words of the man with a knife, the other person shook his head, obviously disagreeing with the man's statement: "At such a distance, you can't see anything from a distance."

"That's true, but I always feel that he found something."

The man with a knife shook his head. He was the Innate Practitioner of the Ninth Lord Zhou Yan.

Observation ability is naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

Although according to common sense, a small child said nothing could see this far, but he was panicked just now.

"Don't be suspicious."

"Pay attention to that little Fatty."

The companion of the man with the knife shook his head. Their target this time was Wang De's eldest son, Wang Ping.

According to some of their news, a few days ago, Wang Ping was adopted to Chu Anbang as his son, and he is now the young head of the Chu family.

This time they came here because they wanted to do some tricks on Wang Ping's body.

As masters under the Nine Lords, they have secretly dealt with countless enemies over the years.

To them, killing is completely the lowest level practice.

Therefore, turning the so-called young master of the Chu family into an idiot was their purpose of coming here this time.

In fact, when Wang Ping was only a few years old, they had made a shot against Wang Ping once.

According to their estimates, Wang Ping should have become an idiot at this time, but what made them a little confused is that now Wang Ping does not seem to have a big problem.

Didn't become an idiot as they expected.

In addition to setting up some heels for Wang Ping, the two-year-old Wang An is also one of their goals.

Before Wang An was too young, it would be easy to be detected if he rushed to make a move, but now Wang An's body is enough to withstand their move.

"When do you act?"

"Old time."

...

While observing the surrounding environment, the two began to talk about the details of some actions.

As professional assassins, they were the dead men who had been raised by Zhou Yan since childhood, and they specially dealt with some existing or potential enemies for Zhou Yan.

. . . . . .

"Why did Wang De appear in the Ministry of War?"

"I don't care what you think of, I don't want him to be alive in half a month."

Prince Gong's Mansion.

The vase in the hall was shattered to the ground, and the third prince Zhou Miao looked at the officials in front of him angrily.

He was already in his fifties. He lost interest in the throne very early, but he was determined to live forever. He accidentally learned that there is a secret treasure hidden in the Imperial Palace of the Great Zhou, so that the secret treasure can allow people to board the Immortal Ascension and live forever. the road.

And such things have always been kept by the emperor.

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In order to get something like that, Zhou Miao yearned for the throne again.

After the first emperor, own Dage, died, Zhou Miao moved quickly. With the help of his mother's family, he soon attracted a large number of officials to the court, and even held the Ministry of War tightly in his hands.

And in order to be able to place own people into the Ministry of War without hindrance, he also exchanged a lot of benefits.

But seeing things are implemented slowly according to own plan.

In the middle, a Wang De suddenly appeared.

There were variables in his foolproof plan.

This made Zhou Miao extremely annoyed.

After thinking for a while, he didn't hesitate and decided to kill Wang De directly.

Maybe others would think that the man Tu Chu dominated the sky, but Zhou Miao was not ashamed.

... ...... .......

In front of Changsheng, Zhou Miao would not hesitate to destroy anything blocking him.

"The prince can rest assured."

"Subordinates promise that within seven days, Wang De will completely disappear in this world."

Looking at Zhou Miao who was angry, the old servant on one side was full of wrinkles, and a group of green light flashed across his sunken eyes.

. . . . . .

night.

"Second brother."

"Mother said, I was very smart when I was young."

After dinner, Lin Jingzhe put medicine powder in his own room.

Wang Ping came to Lin Jingzhe's room and talked to Lin Jingzhe. Before he went to bed, he had to talk to Lin Jingzhe for a conversation before he was willing to go to bed.

Seeing Lin Jingzhe concentrating on distributing the powder, Wang Ping touched the back of his head with one hand, while the other hand was swaying wildly, which looked rather weird: "Later, I seemed to have become the fool that everyone said. "

"Dage believes in me."

"I can heal you in the future."

Lin Jingzhe puts all the poison powders he has prepared into a small cloth bag. After several worlds, Lin Jingzhe's skill in the preparation of poisons has long been superb.

He has countless formulas for poisons.

Now it hasn’t been long since Lin Jingzhe came to this world, and his level of strength is not high enough.

So poison has become Lin Jingzhe's first choice.

Lin Jingzhe doesn't have any kindness towards the enemy, and doesn't care what kind of methods he uses.

In Lin Jingzhe's view, as long as the enemy can be killed, it is a good way. Xi.

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