Seeing the delicious, delicious and delicious dishes being served one by one on the table, the three of them felt extremely hungry and even had the appetite to swallow the plates.

"Brother, let's take off our masks!"

"Yes, this way you can enjoy it to your heart's content!"

The elder looked around and lowered his voice and replied:

"Have you all forgotten your own responsibilities? Is it easy for the country to cultivate a life-sucking person like us?

Let’s just eat with this mask on!

My magic power is enough to sustain a meal, is it up to you?"

"no problem!"

"Me too...no problem."

Although the three people cannot show their true colors, it does not affect their sincere confession at all, especially after three glasses of wine:

"Uncle Li, you are our respectful elder. Not only are you older, but also your cultivation qualifications are beyond our reach in the past thirty or fifty years of cultivation.

"

This man known as Uncle Ru was already ninety years old and was one of the few invincible generals of the Western Kingdom.

"Uncle Li, do you think we can..."

"Will it be anything?"

Uncle Li looked at them with contempt, and he seemed to be aware of his wavering heart.

Another life-sucking general continued his words:

"Uncle Ruo, will it be in vain if we do this and try to draw water from a basket in the future?"

Uncle Li suppressed his disgusted eyes, and drank one cup after another.

When the wine was intoxicating and my ears were hot, I couldn't help but talk too much.

"Your worries are not unnecessary!

Speaking of which, all the men, women, and children in our Western Kingdom, no matter who practices this secret technique, will lose their fertility.

We screen out one-tenth of the country's population and practice this technique. Regardless of whether we succeed in the future, our national power and people's livelihood will be greatly weakened."

"Uncle Li, heirs of superiors, I heard that they took rare golden elixirs for their cultivation. Not only will it not affect their fertility, but it will also greatly help improve their cultivation realm.

Moreover, the wealth of our country is concentrated in the hands of the powerful.

I don’t know if it’s because of money, food, or their looks and faces are more like people from the Shanglong Kingdom, and don’t have the blue-black faces of our average Western Jhan people.”

"Yes, this is the difference between high and low!

In the same practice, they have shortcuts, but we only have to practice hard and devour.

For example, you have already reached the eighth level of life-sucking skills. It is all due to your extraordinary qualifications and diligent practice that you are one ten thousandth of us ordinary people. I hope you will succeed in the mist."

After several people complained about the unfairness of the world, they ate and drank for a while, and then began to comfort each other.

"Alas, who made our country in the West lack of resources and weak in national strength!

If we don’t take risks, what will happen to those babies who are waiting to be fed?”

"Yes, can crops grow on those vast tracts of saline-alkali land and rocky land? We Chinese people, big and small, old and young, are all starving, saving food from our mouths to supply our cultivation.

For what?"

"Yes, we are their last hope.

Everyone in our family is chewing on tree bark to support themselves.

In places where there is no grass growing, many people starve to death."

By the end of the meal, drink and chat, they were talking with high morale and vigor, thinking about how to complete more life-sucking tasks.

Uncle Li looked at the masks on their faces turning black and knew that their skills were getting worse, so he shouted the ending chant:

"Okay, that's it for today!

After you have eaten and drank enough, go back and intensify your practice to complete your mission!

Always think of our families, they haven’t had enough to eat in a long time.”

The three of them left the restaurant with mixed feelings and left in three directions.

The villa of the third son of the West Zhan Kingdom is located in a secluded farm. It covers a large area and looks ordinary from the outside. The interior decoration is luxurious and extravagant, no less than the prince's mansion in his own country.

Whenever they hold an important meeting, it is when the farm is conducting transactions. The traffic and bustling transaction scene cover their high-level meetings.

At this moment, the cars that had finished the transaction were filing out, and the important people had almost left.

There is only one person left, and I can't bear to leave. My eyes can't let go of his face, and my ears can't let go of his magnetic voice.

At this moment, he was standing facing the floor-to-ceiling window. The fiery red sunset gave him a golden ring, and his bangs were flying in the wind, fluttering.

She was stunned for a moment.

"Yan Ji, haven't you seen enough?"

"Third Young Master, do you really not want to turn around and see my true face?"

The third young master held his forehead, paused, and replied coldly:

"It's over the line."

This was not the first time she heard his sarcastic remarks.

It was so cold that it made her shudder.

Didn't she break the rules a little? She stepped back step by step, thinking.

Just because she wanted to see him, she practiced hard so that she could stand side by side with him and become an existence like the sword in his hand. As long as he pointed the sword, she would be invincible to him.

She left the farm alone, picturing his appearance in her mind: his slender red phoenix eyes looked down at the world, and could not tolerate all things. She really didn't know who could fall into his eyes.

In order to see his face, she, Yan Ji, would do anything. Who knew that when they were young, they had practiced together in the top class in the country, and he had always protected her!

"Give it back to her, don't make me say it a second time!"

When those naughty male classmates were grabbing their hair and handbags to play with, he always stepped in to stop them.

During the three years they practiced together, he also took care of her sister, which made Yan Ji jealous.

In order to increase her skill and vent her jealousy, after a practice session, when the two of them were going to bed, she secretly added a large amount of sleeping pills to her sister's water glass. Her sister never saw the rising sun again, and she actually slept peacefully for a long time.

, had absolutely no scruples about my sister who died in her sleep.

After she killed her sister with her own hands, she was the only girl left in this top class. Whether it was her appearance or her skills, she was the best in the class, and she was the only girl who could rival the Third Young Master.

A few years passed by, and Yan Ji grew up into a lovely and eye-catching water lotus. The dimples on the pink cheeks can attract all people's love into the whirlpool, and those peach blossom eyes make ordinary people feel ashamed.

Don't dare to look at him.

Numerous honeys and butterflies surrounded the lotus, but they could not attract his gaze.

There is also this damn rule: cultivators cannot show their true colors to others and must always wear a false mask.

Humph, even with this strict rule, she, Yan Ji, could break it whenever she wanted.

She bribed the confidants around the Third Young Master, and while he was sleeping, she got a glimpse of his true appearance when he grew up. It was no different from when he was a child, and it was no different from what she had guessed. This face had been deeply imprinted on her.
Chapter completed!