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Chapter 45 Locking the Demon Soul Cup(2/2)

"Princess and Qihuanggu have already become suspicious of Fuqishan. This time, as long as we take the opportunity to provoke them and make the two sides fight, the Imperial Advisor will definitely come out to stabilize the situation. If the Imperial Advisor does not show up, it means that there is indeed something wrong with the body. Fuqishan

They will definitely take action first; when the time comes, you can just sit back and reap the benefits, and Prime Minister Li can also use the excuse of the princess's unclear knowledge of people to drive the princess out of power."

"I am a cultivator. These schemes and tricks are not comparable to Sir Wang. You can just arrange them."

"What a conspiracy, this is called planning!"

Wang Zheng leaned on the chair and thought for a moment:

"Qihuang Valley and the princess attach great importance to the recruitment of people this time, so we have to make a big fuss. Li Xiang learned the news that the eldest princess's consort has been patrolling the mountains in Changqing Mountain in recent days. If the consort is

A sudden death in the Evergreen Mountains will not only bring disgrace to Qihuang Valley, but also frame Fuji Mountain and stir up grudges between the two parties, and at the same time, it can replace the consort, so it can be said that it kills three birds with one stone."

Zhao Ze nodded slowly and asked: "Is the consort a practitioner? What kind of practice?"

"You're not good at Taoism, but you're good at martial arts. You got the grace of the eldest princess, so you practice in Qihuang Valley. Don't tell me that you can't even deal with an ordinary person?"

"Ordinary people can deal with it, Lord Wang, just rest assured."

"Don't say 'don't worry' to me. I'm tired of it. I'll tell you in advance. That kid's family is extremely rich. Even though he is an ordinary person, if there is a real fight, the magic weapon will be thrown out for free..."

Zhao Ze's face changed slightly and he sat up straighter:

"Magic weapon?! Is what Mr. Wang said true?"

"How do I know? When you practitioners fight, can your opponent tell you what's at the bottom of the box first?"

"Haha, it turned out to be a joke..."

"Am I kidding?"

Wang Zheng got a little angry when he said this:

"You cultivators don't know how you can live to such an old age. People die not because of stupidity, but because of arrogance. No matter how stupid you are, you will not go into the pit, but you will die.

A big person does it because he thinks he can't die if he falls. Do you understand what this means?"

Zhao Ze thought about it for a moment: "What Mr. Wang said makes sense."

"You have to keep it in mind. No matter how big or small, you have to deal with it with the attitude of a lion fighting a rabbit. The other party is alone, and you send two killers. It seems reasonable, but is it foolproof? No. What does it mean to be foolproof? The other party is alone.

, you send ten thousand killers, if you miss, I will chop off your head and give it to you."

Zhao Ze nodded seriously: "I understand. I will contact people around the capital right away. No matter who they are, I will do my best."

"Hmph——, I guess you have to mess things up this time. Remember to let them bring some Fujishan stuff with them and dispose of the bodies. If you can't kill people, you still have to pour out the dirty water. Don't give a shit about it.

After planning it, I exposed myself and cleared others up."

"Master Wang, your words are a bit too contemptuous..."

"Look, you don't believe in evil, do you? If something goes wrong, it's you who dies, not me, so what's the use of me looking up to you? Then I'll burn two more papers for you, and say with sadness, 'Zhao Xian was wise and brave, but he died in a ravine.

, It’s a pity. Are you happy? Why don’t I burn two girls with paper for you?”

Zhao Ze took a breath, nodded slightly, stood up and walked out:

"No more talking, I'm going to do some work."
Chapter completed!
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