Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

It's good for him to have those thoughts, but only if everyone thinks the same as him. How many years does it take for Wen Renli, a man who carries a heavy burden to travel far and wide, and how many years does it take for a Karisia, who understands righteousness well, to be born? It’s not everyone, it’s them.

Most humans are still cowardly and stupid.

"These." Wen Renli lowered his head, took a look, and said calmly, "They are the scars left behind when he went to suppress the imperial insect army in Nan'an Village five years ago. That was the first time that humans faced S-level monsters head-on. The army of royal insects, the overwhelming aura of despair, countless people almost died, including me. Fortunately, she was there."

Thinking of this, Wen Renli's eyes became gentle again, filled with endless memories of the past.

The corner of Jiaoyang's mouth twitched for a moment, and she knew who he was talking about. This man who seemed cold and wise, became a bit like a mother-in-law when he came into contact with that woman.

"Is she so powerful? What does she do?"

She is obviously very powerful, but why doesn't anyone praise her? Is it because she is the ancestor of vampires?

"She is a doctor," Wen Renli looked at her, looking at her pouting her red lips and showing an obviously unhappy look, with the corners of her mouth slightly curled up unconsciously, "She is very enthusiastic, perfect, and kind, and she seems to be a little bit... I have an egoistic little temper, but I know that she is all for my own good. She stands behind me and solves almost all my problems for me, making me unknowingly attached to her. Even I didn't realize it until she leave me."

Jiaoyang couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly: Your kind-hearted late wife is so perfect, so do you know that she cuckolded you behind your back? As a result, one or two people came to find her.

At this point, Wen Renli's voice gradually trembled, and finally calmed down a little, "Of course, you are also very powerful, your fighting power is unmatched."

"Is it gone?" Jiaoyang looked at him with a half-smile, "Isn't Gu, who has done so many things for your human race, not enthusiastic, perfect, and kind?"

Wen Renli looked at her for a while and said nothing.

it is more than words.

"Do you want to die? Wen Renli?" Jiaoyang narrowed her eyes and was about to strangle him to death when the man suddenly covered his chest and coughed violently.

The already bloodless face became even paler.

She raised her eyebrows, remembering that this man's face seemed to have always been pale, and his body was too thin. When she first saw him, she was really stunned for a while.

"Do you have any incurable disease?" Jiaoyang asked curiously, touching her lips with her fingers.

"It's not an incurable disease," Wen Renli answered her while coughing. "It's a sequelae caused by excessive consumption of mental energy. If it continues like this, it won't hinder anything."

He stood up from where he was sitting, opened the heavily locked drawer, and without shying away from Jiaoyang, he took out a thick book from it, flipped through it, and frowned gradually.

Before he dies, he must at least get rid of all these moths.

In the face of disaster, compared to the Zerg race, the worms and scum among humans are the most difficult to guard against.

Jiaoyang's eyebrows moved slightly. She just glanced at it casually, and all the records on it were dense assassination lists.

She turned to look at the wall calendar beside her. The date displayed on it was almost mid-month.

No wonder

She thought of the rumor that had been circulating in Baier Palace that the moody and famous chief was fond of organizing "Mid-Moon Murder Night" rituals.

"Tick tock tock."

"Tick tock tock."

The time on the wall clock was still passing by, and Jiaoyang took a breath. So far, all the unsolved mysteries before she moved into Baier Palace have been solved.

She raised her chin, vaguely feeling that something was wrong with these things.

Going back to the very beginning, from the moment she entered Baier Palace, she seemed to have entered a set up situation. And all these strange phenomena seemed to be heading towards an unfavorable situation for Wen Renli.

So who is the secret hand controlling all this, and who wants to involve her in it?

But the owner of those hidden hands would never have thought that she was not gradually affected by the rumors here and the idea that Wen Renli was a devil like the other people who had stayed in Baier Palace before. Instead, she felt relieved. She boldly contacted and tried it in person, but Chief Wenren, who usually seemed to keep away from strangers, was not at all wary of her.

This seems to be a huge conspiracy.

What is the purpose?

Looking at the dense list of names in Wen Renli's hand, Jiaoyang's eyebrows gradually relaxed.

Wen Renli opened the button on the side. When Jiao Yang was clearing his thoughts just now, he had already put on his clothes and notified his adjutant Yolf to come in.

When Yolf stepped through the door, he was stunned when he saw Jiaoyang standing inside, looking at him with a pair of scarlet eyes. However, when he saw Chief Wenren's face as pale as paper, , a white light flashed on the lens.

He lowered his head and saluted the two of them respectfully: "Sir, Mr. Wenren, the founder."

Jiaoyang glanced at him faintly and said nothing.

It was this man who led her to the top floor of Baier Palace.

Wen Renli coughed a few more times, then handed over the thick stack of lists in his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "In the middle of the month, I want to see all these people disappear."

"All of them?" When Yolf received the list, his pupils flashed, and he looked up at Wen Renli's pale face with worry, "Sir?"

Wen Renli did not continue speaking and waved his hand for him to do so.

Jiao Yang put his hands into his coat pockets and stared at Yolf's back as he left the door. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "How can you trust him with such an important thing?"

Wen Renli was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at her and smiled at her.

"What are you doing?" Jiaoyang looked at him unhappily, "Is what Gu said funny?"

Wen Renli smiled and shook his head, not because he felt funny, but because he was happy.

Compared to the time when she seemed indifferent and indifferent to everything around her, now she actually takes the initiative to show concern.

"Of course you can't just hand over something so important to him with confidence."

When Wen Renli finished speaking, Jiaoyang turned her eyes to look at him.

Then she was surprised to see in this man's eyes the light of true wisdom and decisiveness that could sit in his position.

"So, I want to make sure whether he should be the last name on the list."

Two chapters in one.