Linghe clan, Hesheng Villa, Living Room.

Zhou Wenbin looked at He Sheng who was sitting opposite him without a seat and was also comfortable and sniffing his feet, and felt a kind of foot-to-head that was completely ruined.

Spicy double yolk egg!

Damn this is really a ninth-level boss? Why does this crane saint from the Linghe clan look less like a ninth-level boss than the ninth-level boss he met before?

Could it be that the ninth-level bosses are so unique?!

If you don’t brag or not, the appearance of the He Sheng is quite impressive. Although he is no longer young, he looks like he is only middle-aged and can definitely be regarded as a very handsome middle-aged uncle.

He has a curly silver hair, and his hairstyle is very similar to a certain anime male protagonist who has no moral integrity and no limits. However, he does not have a pair of dead fish eyes. As for whether he likes sweets or not, he doesn't know.

Momentum...Okay, what kind of momentum can an uncle snatching his feet have? It's just a joke!

In short, it is completely different from what I imagined. If He Yong hadn't told him that He Sheng was He Sheng, he wouldn't have believed that this uncle who snatched his feet would be a ninth-level boss.

"Tsk, I said what's wrong with you? Don't be so rude? Is it a man? Just be happy if it's a man!" He Sheng said with an unhappy look on his feet.

Zhou Wenbin: “…”

I don’t speak because you don’t have a 13-pointer in your heart? Please, as a ninth-level boss, can you be a little bit like a ninth-level boss? Ah?!

"What? Do you think I don't look like a saint?" The He Sheng stopped sucking his feet, but he changed to sucking his nose. The ninth-level boss seemed to feel uncomfortable if he didn't sniffle anything, "I am me, yes..."

"A different fireworks?" Zhou Wenbin didn't know if he was sucking his brain or something, so he subconsciously answered this sentence. After saying that, he had the urge to smoke himself with big ears.

Even if the person on the opposite side doesn’t look like a ninth-level boss, he is indeed a ninth-level boss. He joked like this with a ninth-level boss. Is this a terrible attribute infected by Hu Meier?!

He Sheng was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "I am me, a different firework?" Another hand that had not picked his nose slapped his thigh, "Okay, I'm a singular sentence!"

Zhou Wenbin: “…”

Boss, are you doing something? You just confused me until you didn’t? Why did you even make a Northeast dialect?!

"Not bad, you guys are really good to answer the conversation!" He Sheng stopped picking his nose, but instead used his left little finger to pick his ears. As expected, the passive attributes were not deducting anything and couldn't say anything, "Well, how about you staying in our Linghe clan and being responsible for answering the conversation for me? Don't worry, I am absolutely kind and will not let you do it in vain. Ten years... no, twenty... fifty years, I will break through to the eighth level!"

"..." Zhou Wenbin was speechless again, and extremely speechless.

Boss, what did you think that I was supporting you? This idea is really gone!

In addition, boss, what about your integrity? From ten years to fifty years, buying vegetables in the vegetable market is also bargaining? How can we not make trouble?

He finally understood that the person in front of him was very likely to be a non-mainstream ninth-level boss!

"Why, are you not satisfied with breaking through to the eighth level within fifty years?" He Sheng frowned and then nodded slightly, "But that's right, with your qualifications, even without the help of this saint, you should be able to break through to the eighth level within fifty years. So what? If you get along with this saint, you will be protected by this saint... This saint gives you a great chance of becoming a saint!"

Boss, you always change your style, that's not good. It's too harmful to your image?

Zhou Wenbin couldn't help rolling his eyes secretly, and there was a great chance of becoming a saint. This was naturally a great benefit to others, but for him, it was nothing.

He is a systematic man. As long as he does the task honestly, he believes that he will reach the ninth level sooner or later.

And it is not realistic for him to stay by the side of He Sheng to support him. The mission time limit this time is ten years. Once ten years arrive, even if he doesn't want to leave, the system will teleport him back to Blue Star.

In short, it is definitely not possible to be a supporting actor. After all, he doesn’t like smoking, drinking and perming his hair...

"Senior..." As soon as he said two words, he was interrupted by He Sheng, "What's your name? You call me nickname!"

"Nickname?" Zhou Wenbin looked question mark. He had never heard of this crane saint having a nickname.

The He Sheng frowned as if he could kill a fly: "No, right? Who doesn't know my nickname "The Demon World's Beauty"? You don't know?!"

Zhou Wenbin: “…”

Swear to Deng, if this person is not a ninth-level boss, he will definitely say MMP to him without hesitation!

As expected, he is a non-mainstream ninth-level boss. Not only is he not a good man, he is shameless. At this shameless level, he seems to be almost catching up with him.

"That... 'The beauty in the demon world', I'm asking you for something to talk to you."

"Oh, do you hurry up and talk about serious business. Why do you want to talk about those useless things? It's all about being blind and delaying your time!"

Hey, I'm so furious!

The ability to turn the tables is OK, but who is useless to waste time? Ah?!

Zhou Wenbin was so angry that if he hadn't been able to beat him, he would have pressed the person in front of him to the ground and rubbed him hard, and his face was so slapped!!!

"Senior, yes..."

"Call me nickname!"

I'll wipe your uncle!

"'The demon world has a good appearance', that's right, I want to cooperate with your Linghe clan..."

“Do you provide us with professional interviewers?”

I'll wipe your second uncle!

"You misunderstood. What I mean by cooperation is..."

"Misunderstanding? I'm bored. Since I'm not a professional interviewer, what else can I do to cooperate with?"

I'll wipe all your uncles!

Boss, how persistent are you in saying crosstalk?

Zhou Wenbin felt that he was about to vomit blood, and there was nothing that hurts the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys. By the way, this person was not beaten to death before becoming a saint. This can really be said to be a miracle!

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down: "The cooperation I mentioned can double the overall strength of the Linghe clan. Are you really not interested?"

"What? Double the overall strength of the Linghe clan?" The He Sheng stopped stubbing his ears and continued to stubbed his feet, "Then he was even less interested. Our Linghe clan is already strong enough!"

"..." Zhou Wenbin wanted to hit the wall, so there was no way to chat well, okay. This ninth-level boss is simply too unremitting to play cards!
Chapter completed!