Chapter 684

It's an office. In fact, the tenth floor is a big room, all of which belong to the masked man in front of him.

"Come on, what's the matter with you?" Dong Wenfeng said faintly, sitting on the sofa in the center.

"Do you know who I am?" asked the masked man.

"Are you king Chen?" Dong Wenfeng was not sure.

"Yes, it seems that you have heard of me."

"Didn't you go to Dahuang mountain?" Dong Wenfeng remembered that the hostess told herself about King Chen at the underground auction.

"If I don't come back, my hometown will be demolished by these hell messengers." King Chen took out a bottle of red wine from the nearby cabinet.

On the table, he said to Dong Wenfeng, "try this wine. I've been hiding it for many years."

Then he poured two cups and put one in front of Dong Wenfeng.

Before you smell it carefully, the aroma of wine has floated out.

Dong Wenfeng did not pick up the wine on the table, but asked, "hell messenger?"

"Hell messenger is what we call those people. Don't you know?"

"I really don't know that."

"Your accomplishments are not common in the world. It's really strange that you don't know these yet."

King Chen picked up his glass and smacked his tongue.

"King Chen, are you also a cultivator?"

Dong Wenfeng realized it, but he didn't perceive the specific accomplishments of King Chen.

"My accomplishments are different from those of you congenital cultivators. I belong to the cultivator after tomorrow. If I really want to calculate according to the traditional accomplishments, I can also be regarded as the Ninth level of martial arts, but there is no comparison between the innate and the acquired cultivators. The latter's accomplishments are easy to improve, but the innate ones are not very easy."

Dong Wenfeng nodded with deep sympathy.

"Little brother, I don't know your name yet..."

"Dong Wenfeng."

"Good name, really a good name!" Wang Chen exclaimed.

"This..." Dong Wenfeng didn't understand very much, but learned that the other party was a cultivator like himself, and his inner guard was relaxed a lot.

"Literature is like a mountain, twists and turns, continuous, like a mirror, no matter how carefully you study it, you will inevitably be surprised by its grandeur."

"King Chen is too famous. My name is just..."

Dong Wenfeng suddenly realized that he had almost forgotten the memory of the first half of his life in his mind.

If it hadn't been deliberately remembered today, Dong Wenfeng didn't know this terrible fact.

"What's the matter with brother Dong?" King Chen said with concern when he saw that Dong Wenfeng was sad.

"Nothing, it's my past, I can't remember." Dong Wenfeng said frankly, "I seem to have forgotten many important things, my parents, my childhood..."

Dong Wenfeng said more and more painful. He simply stood up and walked to the large floor glass window.

"Brother Dong." Wang Chen came over and patted Dong Wenfeng on the shoulder.

"Brother Dong doesn't have to care too much. Some things are irrelevant. Even ordinary people will forget some things, not to mention our practitioners?"

"But I forget too much. My memory is so terrible that I seem to forget what kind of person I was.

"Human nature," said King Chen. He went back to the table, served two glasses of wine again, and walked to Dong Wenfeng.

"Life is short. You must have fun in time."

Dong Wenfeng took the glass and watched Chen Wang drink it up. He couldn't help being infected by his pride.

"But we cultivators, how can we have so much time to do our own things." King Chen poured another glass of wine.

"Brother Dong, your accomplishments are OK among ordinary people, but do you know that the world is far more dangerous than what you see now? There are many people like us. They don't want fame and wealth, just to protect their country. Do you think people like them are heroes?"

"Count, I'm ashamed of Dong."

King Chen nodded: "although I don't know your future. Do you choose to contribute to world peace or live like an ordinary person? But I don't hope that one day you will take refuge in those hell messengers for your interests. This is what king Chen despises most."

Dong Wenfeng seemed to have a high degree of red wine, and his intuition was burning.

"King Chen, what exactly is this hell messenger you're talking about? Is it a cultivator like us?"

"They are not from our world. They come from a distant planet and try to erode our blue planet."

"Is Jiang Yifan, who I just met, also a messenger of hell?"

"To be exact, he was originally a man and later took refuge in the messenger of hell."

"What does the hell messenger want?"

"They want to slowly erode the earth and turn the people of the earth into their own slaves."

Speaking of this, King Chen drank a few more glasses of wine. It seems that King Chen despises the earth people who take refuge in hell messengers.

Dong Wenfeng didn't speak and drank the wine silently.

"Brother Dong, you killed the servant of hell messenger. You may be in big trouble these days." King Chen suddenly worried.

"I'm not afraid of any trouble." Dong Wenfeng didn't care.

"Have courage!" Wang Chen gave a thumbs up.

"But the hell messenger will not give up. I think you'd better go to other cities to avoid the limelight."

"Why?"

"Something happened in the great barren mountain a while ago. It's suspected that hell messengers are around. Although we don't know what the purpose of hell messengers is, it's certain that my energy is mainly on the side of the great barren mountain. Therefore, some things may not be detected in time. If hell messengers break into the city, there will inevitably be panic."

Speaking of this, Dong Wenfeng also understood what king Chen meant.

Nothing more than that his identity is too conspicuous, which is easy to attract the attention of hell messengers.

King Chen decided to let himself divert the attention of the hell messenger. Dong Wenfeng had no opinion. At least King Chen said it was good or bad to discuss it with himself.

Seeing that Dong Wenfeng was silent, King Chen said again, "this is not to let you leave for no reason. I know that you just photographed earth soul beads at my auction. In this way, I can give you another soul bead."

"Do you have soul beads?"

"That's natural. My soul bead is a water soul bead, also known as blue soul bead. It's a pity that I lent Lu Jiahuan to biguicheng a few years ago. Now I can't get away here. I can only trouble you to get it yourself."

Wang Chen's tone seemed to have a trace of bad intentions. It's like tricking a lamb into a trap.

Dong Wenfeng sighed. Chen Wang was right. Now his situation is really dangerous.