Chapter 1121 I want to ask you a favor?

Liu Wenjian was stunned for a moment, and a hint of confusion appeared in his fierce vertical pupils.

But soon, he frowned and shook his head firmly:

"The Liu family head at that time might have regretted it, but I won't regret it now."

"Except for you, Brother Lu, everyone else is a chess piece."

"Including yourself?" Yinshen Li let out a sigh of relief.

Liu Wenjian knelt on one knee, bowed slightly to the young man in front of him, exhaled, and his brows slowly relaxed.

"Including myself."

When Liu Wenjian, who was standing nearby, saw him suddenly kneel down, he felt that it was inappropriate to stand any longer, so he knelt down with a plop.

In order to show respect to his master, the frenzied troll lowered his posture and even lay directly on the ground.

"Okay." Yinshenli's eyes lit up slightly and he nodded.

Without letting Liu Wenjian stand up, he spoke directly:

"Then I want to ask you a favor."

"If I am no longer around, I hope you can do what you can..."

Before Yin Shenli finished speaking, Liu Wenjian raised his head with a look of horror on his face and said in a trembling voice:

"Brother Lu, don't talk nonsense. You are very powerful and destiny has come to you. Nothing will happen to you!"

"Isn't this preparing for the worst? We should take two more precautions." Yinshen Li grinned.

“I don’t want that day to come.”

Liu Wenjian frowned again, and after a moment of silence, he responded in a deep voice:

"No matter what the future holds, no matter what happens, Liu Wenjian swears to be loyal to Brother Lu until death!"

"If that day ever comes, I don't want you to be loyal to me." He disappeared from sight and said sadly:

"I just hope you don't forget your original intention."

Liuba was lying on the ground, staring with his eyes wide open at the devil blood that was slowly flowing out not far away.

His extremely limited vision made it impossible for him to see the expressions on his master's and his master's master's faces.

But he is the wisest star among the crazy trolls!

You should be able to make certain inferences and judgments based on what you just heard!

The master's master seems to be asking the master to do something?

Well, that's obvious!

After all, the master's master started by saying "I want to ask you a favor".

But when asking someone to do something for you, shouldn’t you lower your own posture?

Why are you still making people kneel?

Is there anyone who asks for help like this?!

The not-so-bright brain had only been working for a short while when it began to show signs of stopping.

Losing his patience, Lump Eight stopped thinking and wanted to look up to get some additional information.

But when he quietly raised his gaze, he found that his master's master had disappeared.

Finished chatting?

Just leave like that?

Looking at the owner Liu Wenjian again, his expression was solemn and his look was uncertain.

This should be a response to the request, right?

But what exactly is the request made by the master of the master?

Apart from not forgetting your original intention, he didn't seem to hear any specific requirements?

"What are you still lying there for? Get up." Liu Wenjian glanced at the confused Liu Ba, and a hint of imperceptible tenderness flashed in his eyes.

But soon, this gentleness was covered up by the spreading arrogance and turned into the unique indifference of the superior.

"Gather the bodies of these mid-level demons and pack them all up."

"Oh, okay!" Liuba hurriedly got up from the ground and took out the space bag.

While throwing the body parts in, he tentatively said to Liu Wenjian:

"Master, there is something I can't figure out."

"Tell me." Liu Wenjian had already opened the data panel and was slowly browsing the contents, typing a string of text from time to time.

His expression became increasingly gloomy.

Liuba hesitated for a moment, and finally decided not to ask his master's master what request he had made.

Instead, he squeezed the body in his hand and spoke carefully:

"Since you didn't intend to keep these mid-level monsters alive from the beginning, why did you let them sign slave contracts?"

"It's going to be chopped up and sent to the farm as feed anyway, so why not just chop it up?"

"Stupid." Liu Wenjian cursed without even raising his head and asked:

"Didn't you hear me talking to Brother Lu earlier?"

"The things on the sides of the head are not ears, are they decorations?"

"Uh..." While Liuba's hands continued to pick up the body parts, his brain began to try hard to recall the conversation he had heard before.

Although Liu Wenjian did not stop him from attending the trial,

But I can’t help having a bad memory!

Liuba thought about it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't remember what his master and his master's master talked about.

I only vaguely understand that the target they are about to target is the Demon Elder Skull.

But what does this have to do with making mid-level monsters sign slave contracts and then killing them after signing?

I don't understand,

I don't understand it at all...

While Liu Ba was thinking hard, Liu Wenjian had already finished browsing the contents on the data panel.

As his gaze shifted, he took in the entire expression of the frenzied troll.

After a while, he sighed and said:

"That thing between your ears, isn't it a brain? Is it a tumor?"

"Well... if that's the case, I'll have nine tumors on my body..." Lu Ba's thoughts went off track, and he responded excitedly:

"Should I change my name to Lump Nine?"

"I shouldn't have expected your intelligence..." Liu Wenjian held his forehead with one hand and sighed helplessly:

"You just need to be clear about one thing. Keep the carcasses of these mid-level monsters. Don't chop them up or send them to breeding farms as feed."

"I shall be of use to myself later."

"Will it work?" Lu Ba squeezed the body in his hand again, his face full of doubts:

"It's broken into pieces like this. What use is there? I can't even turn it into a puppet corpse..."

"Master, do you want to send these corpses to the Plague Colossus to be transformed into biomass for the production of low-level demons?"

"It would be better to send it directly to the farm as feed..."

"If you talk any more, I'll send you to the breeding farm as feed." Liu Wenjian said quietly.

Liuba immediately stopped talking and dared not say another word.

……

The other end.

Gray-black schist is stacked layer by layer, forming rhino-horn-shaped peaks piercing the dome on the rugged surface.

The hot magma overflowed, spread and cooled in the cracks below the rock peak.

It was like a wound on the earth that would never heal, with blood flowing endlessly.

In the center of this area, there is a rock fortress which is not exquisite in shape but is sturdy enough.

That is the residence of Daly's good friend, the Demon Prince Aura.

Rhino horn melting pot.

Due to the special geographical environment,

Plus, the resident is the Demon Prince blessed by rage, Aura who once challenged for the position of Demon King.

So basically you won't see low-level monsters active here.

The only ones that occasionally made noises were mid to high level monsters that were used to living in high temperature environments.

Such as the Flame Salamander, the Fire Poison Demon Bat, the Red-shelled Snapping Turtle, etc.

all in all,

Normally, the most common noise that can be heard near the Rhino Horn Melting Garden is the slight cracking sound made when the magma slowly cools into rock.

But nowadays, it's completely different.

As long as you calm your mind, you can hear bursts of faint whispers coming from the rock fortress.

It's so shameless and never stops.

Just like the molten lava that never stops overflowing from beneath the Rhino Horn Molten Chamber.

……