Chapter 1411 Three Sentences of Self-Help (1)

Killed Chen Xiaobei?

As soon as this remark came out, Lu Changwei and Zhu Dachang almost burst into laughter. They had long wanted to kill Chen Xiaobei, but unfortunately they never had a chance to succeed.

It never occurred to him that as soon as the Ninth Young Master arrived, he would help them get rid of Chen Xiaobei's thorn in their side! What a cool word!

Lu Changwei's hundreds of dog legs gloated and cheered, almost applauding.

Of course, some people are happy and some are sad.

Wenren Muyue immediately took a step forward and stood in front of Chen Xiaobei, frowning tightly, and said, "Master Ninth! Please spare Mr. Chen once! I beg you!"

At this statement, everyone around was stunned.

You know, in Silver Feather City, the second largest family under the city lord Dong's family is the Wen family.

Wenren Muyue, as the eldest lady of Wenren's family, even Dong Xiaopang, the young city lord, wanted to give her three points.

In front of others, Wenren Muyue never said the word 'begging'.

But at this moment, Wenren Muyue was begging someone else for an outsider like Chen Xiaobei! This is simply unbelievable!

More importantly, the person Wenren Muyue is seeking is the ninth son of the Northern Wilderness Lord God, the most arrogant, unreasonable, and powerful, in the Northern Wilderness Star Territory!

In the Northern Wilderness Starfield, the Lord God of the Northern Wilderness is equivalent to the existence of the emperor, and the Ninth Prince is the most beloved prince.

As for Wenren Muyue, if she dies, she is only a minister's daughter.

If Young Master Jiu is in a bad mood, he can even take Wenren Muyue's life at the same time!

Among other things, just look at Dong Xiaopang, Miao Yiyue, Qin Luoshu, Wei Ruilong, these four top second-generation ancestors of the Silver Feather Main City, they didn't dare to say a word for Chen Xiaobei.

It is conceivable how terrifying the power and might of this Ninth Young Master is!

"Huh? Mu Yue, you have always been noble, it seems that you have never begged anyone!"

Ninth Young Master squinted his eyes, and said with a half-smile, "Since you begged me to command Ximen's army, then I will give you a chance!"

"Ninth... What does Ninth Young Master want me to do..." Wenren Muyue frowned slightly, as soon as she saw Ximen Dingjun's expression, she knew that something must be wrong!

Sure enough, Ximen Dingjun squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "As long as you come to my tent tonight and make me happy, I will naturally spare this kid! Otherwise, you can wait to collect his body!"

"This..." Wenren Mu Yue frowned, her beautiful eyes revealed a strong disgust, but Chen Xiaobei's life and death were at stake, and she couldn't refuse directly.

"What? Isn't the ninth son worthy of your service?"

Next to him, Lu Changwei squinted his eyes and fanned the flames: "Wenren Muyue! You're just putting on airs in Silver Feather City! In front of the Ninth Young Master, are you still pretending to be noble? Do you take the Ninth Young Master seriously? Are you sure?" Didn't you take Lord Lord God seriously?"

Wenren Muyue was startled, and quickly said: "I heard that the family is loyal to the Lord God, and in my heart, I respect the Lord God..."

"Okay, okay, there's no need to say more about these empty-headed nonsense, don't you just don't want to serve me? Come!" Ximen Dingjun said indifferently.

"exist!"

As soon as these words came out, behind Ximen Dingjun, more than a dozen bodyguards agreed in unison and waited for dispatch.

Don't look at Ximen Dingjun as a good-for-nothing, but these dozen or so guards are all in the Tianyuan realm!

What is even more unexpected is that among these young guards, there is an old man wearing a human skin mask, whose cultivation has reached the level of a land immortal!

Because the elite hunt only allowed people under the age of 30 to participate, but in order to protect Ximen Dingjun, the old man could only wear a mask and mix with the young guards.

Only one Ximen Dingjun travels, and there are so many master guards working! It is conceivable how rich the background of the Northern Wilderness Starfield is! How much the Lord God of the Northern Wilderness attaches great importance to this son!

"Ninth Young Master! Don't! I beg you...please..." Wenren Muyue lost her composure immediately when the guard moved, and begged in a mournful voice.

Ximen Dingjun was unmoved at all, and said calmly: "Choose one, you still have time to change your mind! Either serve me! Or collect this kid's body!"

"No..." Wenren Muyue was almost torn between the one side was Ximen Dingjun who disgusted her, and the other side was Chen Xiaobei who was in a dead end.

This kind of choice between the two is simply a huge problem!

Lu Changwei and his group naturally watched the show with their hands folded, eager to take out Coke and popcorn, and slowly appreciate the tragic torture of Chen Xiaobei and Wenren Muyue.

Dong Xiaowu, Miao Yiyue and the others were very anxious, but when it came to Ximen Dingjun, they didn't dare to intervene, and they didn't even dare to talk too much.

Only Wenren Muyue was left alone, and she was almost desperate because of the war between heaven and man in her heart.

"Ninth Young Master, don't be an embarrassing lady!"

At this moment, Chen Xiaobei spoke again, and said calmly: "Can you allow me to say a few words? After I finish speaking, I promise, you will not be willing to kill me!"

"You have no place to speak here!" Seeing Chen Xiaobei's actions, Lu Changwei immediately stared and shouted angrily.

"When a person is about to die, his words are good." Chen Xiaobei smiled lightly and said, "In order to survive, these three words of mine will definitely make Master Ninth change his mind!"

"Nonsense! How smart and wise the ninth son is! I have already seen that you are a charlatan! No matter what you say, today is bound to be a dead end!"

Fearing that things might change, Lu Changwei shouted viciously: "Come on! Drag this kid down and hack him to death!"

"yes!"

Lu Changwei's henchmen rushed out immediately, sharpened their knives, and went straight to Chen Xiaobei.

"Wait a minute! Let him talk!"

At this moment, Ximen Dingjun narrowed his eyes, and his curiosity was completely aroused: "What three sentences are they? I allow you to say them! I want to see, where did you get this confidence? Think I will definitely forgive you!"

As soon as this remark came out, Lu Changwei immediately winked and told the dogs to back down.

At the same time, all eyes on the scene fell on Chen Xiaobei alone.

Save yourself in three sentences!

This sounds like an impossible task!

Lu Changwei and his hundreds of henchmen squinted their eyes, like a pack of wolves staring at their prey, ready to refute Chen Xiaobei at any time.

Wenren Muyue and the others were worried about Chen Xiaobei, but they couldn't help.

Whether it is life or death, it all depends on Chen Xiaobei's next three sentences.

"Boy! What are you looking at me for? Tell me!"

Ximen Dingjun urged impatiently: "My patience is very limited! If you dare to play tricks on me, I will make you die ugly!"

"The first sentence!" Chen Xiaobei raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile: "Ninth Young Master, you are sick!"

"What!?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.