Chapter 161 The Scheming Is Playing the Rest

"I also think there is something wrong with him." Xiao Yuan'er's face was full of disbelief.

Lu Zhou stopped, did not move forward, and said, "How can you see it?"

Ming Shiyin bowed to Lu Zhou first, then walked towards Wei Zhuoyan.

"Wei Zhuoyan, you are so bold." Ming Shiyin said. Wei Zhuoyan said suspiciously, "I didn't understand what Mr. Four meant."

"Okay... don't pretend. Your scheming is all I have left to play... Oh no, your scheming is too boring." Ming Shiyin shook his head.

"I really didn't understand what Mr. Four meant." Wei Zhuoyan's posture obviously changed significantly from when he came to the Motian Pavilion. "The commander-in-chief of the three armies, with heavy troops in hand, would be willing to come to plead guilty?" Ming Shiyin laughed.

Wei Zhuoyan shook his head and sighed, "These days, I have trouble sleeping and eating. If Tiange wants to kill or slash, please listen and respect."

"..."

Ming Shiyin was stunned for a moment. He was so eloquent, bullying Laozi without culture?

Besides... this person's consciousness is a bit ridiculously high. "You won't beg for mercy?"

"I can ask for nothing... Since I came here, I don't want to leave alive. If it is possible... I only have one request before I die."

"any request?"

"I think I'll cut myself off."

There was silence in the hall.

This is the first time I have heard of such a request.

Since the top ten masters were forced back, whether it was Mosha Zong Zuoxinchan, or the black rider Fan Xiuwen, or Hua Wudao who was trying to solve the crux of the problem... they were all opponents on the opposite side of Motian Pavilion.

Wei Zhuoyan's operation is really confusing.

The more he was like this, the more Ming Shiyin didn't believe it, he came to Wei Zhuoyan's side and whispered, "You are a seven-leaf master..."

"Why do you need to question Mr. Four? Motian Pavilion asks me to plead guilty, and I will plead guilty! Do you want me to go back, regroup, and fight with you?" Wei Zhuoyan also couldn't understand what Ming Shiyin was doing.

In reverse, you don't like it.

Come along, you question.

How can you be satisfied?

Wei Zhuoyan's expression is like this...

It seems to make sense.

Ming Shiyin scratched his head, not knowing what went wrong for a while.

He looked left and right.

Duanmusheng and Xiaoyuaner couldn't figure it out either, and it was impossible to expect them to see something.

It was the first time I met such a person.

Xiao Yuan'er said: "Fourth Senior Brother... Maybe he really suddenly found out in his conscience, and then regretted it for a long time at home, before he figured out that he came to Motian Pavilion to repent?"

"..."

"Little Junior Sister, you are still too naive, I don't believe a word of what this kind of person says..." Ming Shiyin said.

"But... people are willing to die now." Xiao Yuan'er said.

yes……

People are willing to die.

No complaints.

Can you find out what's wrong?

Ming Shiyin refused to accept: "Maybe he has some kind of terrifying sorcery trap hidden in him. When the master approaches, he will die together like Wu Xian! This kind of means and tricks are too clumsy."

"Yes, this possibility is very high, all step back a little. Don't let his conspiracy and tricks succeed!"

"..."

Ming Shiyin sounded very nervous.

There must be some truth to it.

From the very beginning, Wei Zhuoyan came in and knelt down and confessed his guilt. Everyone thought it was very strange... This is too conscious! Not like what a commander-in-chief should have.

Moreover, not long ago, when Motiange asked Jiang Aijian to give a message to Wei Zhuoyan... Jiang Aijian's Fei Shu also said that Wei Zhuoyan didn't take it seriously at all.

Everyone looked at Wei Zhuoyan.

Wei Zhuoyan was not afraid at all, and said sternly: "Even if there is, but now that you have taken precautions, just treat me as despicable and have evil intentions... Please give me a death..."

"..."

Awkward.

Because Ming Shi claimed to be a little smart, he couldn't figure out the problem.

Duanmusheng sighed and shook his head, and said, "Perhaps the younger sister is right, he has already fully realized it and I don't know."

Wei Zhuoyan said seriously: "It's true, I've already realized it!"

This is getting more and more awkward.

It's just that other people say it, and I say it myself.

"okay."

Lu Zhou opened his mouth.

The hall fell silent.

Ming Shiyin retreated a little embarrassedly.

Sorry to talk again.

Lu Zhou walked forward slowly and came to the front of Wei Zhuoyan.

Wei Zhuoyan was still kneeling, and when he saw Lu Zhou approaching, he raised his head and met Lu Zhou's eyes.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul.

From Wei Zhuoyan's eyes, it can be seen that Wei Zhuoyan is not afraid...even very courageous!

Lu Zhou looked down at Wei Zhuoyan and said lightly, "Are you really not afraid?"

"I'm not even afraid of death...what's there to be afraid of?"

"If it is this seat, don't you just want to kill you alone?"

"..."

Wei Zhuoyan was suddenly stunned.

At this moment, the entire hall was also quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.

Ming Shiyin, Duanmusheng, and Xiaoyuaner all looked over.

Still the master is cruel!

There is a way to deal with such a person.

"Why should the pavilion be in trouble?"

"Because you were dishonest..."

Wei Zhuoyan was startled again.

He felt as if he had been seen through, and felt uneasy.

But he still said: "It's not important... everything is not important. Doesn't Motian Pavilion want me to die? It's pointless to care about other things."

Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "No, it makes sense."

The disciples looked inexplicable and perplexed.

Lu Zhou stared at Wei Zhuoyan and sighed, "Since you want to die, this seat will fulfill you in person."

"...Okay..." Wei Zhuoyan's good word obviously lacks confidence than before.

Sudden--

Lu Zhou raised his hand and slapped it.

The vitality of the eight channels of Fanhai condensed into a gang, and a palm hit Wei Zhuoyan's chest.

boom!

Wei Zhuoyan flew out!

"General!"

"General!"

The soldiers exclaimed.

Pfft!

When Wei Zhuoyan fell to the ground, he continued to slide backwards!

It slipped into the crowd of soldiers.

Everyone watched this scene in astonishment.

Master, his old man's methods are terrible, so I won't say more, reappointed a master like Injustice, slapped to death with a slap in the face, and is still shaking the world and crying ghosts and gods.

Such means will not just shoot Wei Zhuoyan out, as if he has not been injured!

This palm...isn't it a little weaker?

The disciples were puzzled and looked at Wei Zhuoyan, who had an ugly face and sat up while clutching his chest...

Lu Zhou said:

"Is this Wei Zhuoyan of Qiye Dharma Body?"

Wei Zhuoyan endured the pain and said, "I have already pleaded guilty... If you want to kill me, please ask Motian Pavilion to give me a treat."

"Stupid." Lu Zhou cursed. "Huh?" Wei Zhuoyan was stunned.

Lu Zhou's voice became serious, and he said, "If you invite me from the truth, this seat will not cure you of the crime of impersonation!"