"Find a place to stay first."

Wanmoluo decided not to worry about things he couldn't understand, and just started looking for a place to stay.

What she is more worried about now is that if the unknown Wei Xiwen knows that she has left the Lost Valley and has come to this small town, then her movements will be exposed under Zhao Ziqin's nose.<

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Despite such worries, the top priority was to find a place to stay, so Wanmoluo randomly chose an inn in the town to stay.

Then he took the note and looked at it.

The words above are written softly and bonelessly. There seems to be no style, but you can vaguely see from the handwriting that the person who wrote it has a soft character that overcomes hardness.

Wan Moluo doesn't know what kind of person Wei Xiwen is, and has never seen him. It would be okay if the other party comes to him to form an alliance. If the other party comes to capture him as the icing on the cake, then there is no need.

Thinking of this, Wanmoluo crumpled the note in his hand into a ball and threw it away.

Now she no longer has time to do unnecessary things. In order to minimize the risk, she decided to wait until tonight to sneak into Lingwei Villa to assassinate Zhao Ziqin.

Naturally, you need to be more prepared to return to your old job.

After the three simply rested all morning, Wan Mo Luo told Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er not to leave the house easily before turning around and leaving the market.

She needs some assassination tools, and she can only purchase them urgently.

If you are alone, you won’t attract anyone’s attention, but if you take two men out shopping, others will definitely notice you.

This town is relatively remote, and the markets are sparse. After a lot of collecting, Wanmoluo managed to prepare all the necessary tools.

Just when Wan Moluo was about to go back, he was suddenly bumped into by a boy. He turned around and saw that it was the boy he met in the morning.

I saw the young man smiling at Wan Mo Luo, and then said:

"Miss Wan, our lady invites you."

Seeing that Wan Mo Luo was silent, he immediately said:

"Now that the two people around you are no longer here, you can feel free to follow me. If you are still worried, please look up and take a look."

Wan Moluo looked up where the boy was pointing and saw a white figure sitting faintly in the window on the second floor of the tavern next to him, frail and tight.

This must not be Zhao Ziqin's figure, Wan Moluo frowned calmly.

Unexpectedly, I had never thought about meeting me, but I still couldn't avoid it. I guess this person must have wanted to see me today.

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I just don’t know if what Miss Wei Xiwen said is the same as my own purpose.

Now that Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er are still in the guest room, it's not impossible for her to go to the meeting alone.

So she let the boy lead the way and followed her up to the tavern.

All the way upstairs, after entering the tavern, Wanmoluo listened and looked in all directions, but he saw only ordinary people in the tavern.

I followed the boy up to the second floor and found that there was no obstruction on the second floor. It was just empty. It was obviously occupied by someone.

At this time, Wanmoluo's mood relaxed a little.

Looking towards the place where I just raised my head, I saw a frail woman dressed in white sitting there.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty and filial, although the woman's profile can only be vaguely seen from Wan Mo Luo's position, you can tell she is a beauty from the frail figure of Liu Fufeng.

It's a pity that women in this world don't take the morbid beauty of this weak Liu Fufeng as the fashion and benchmark.

What most people pursue is a strong sense of beauty.

"You're here."

As Wan Mo Luo walked over step by step, Wei Xiwen's weak voice sounded beside her, which made Wan Mo Luo even more certain——

She was out of breath, and the breath between her words was so weak that it seemed as if she would dissipate in the wind after listening for a while.

Wan Moluo sat down and saw Wei Xiwen's face. When he saw Wei Xiwen, Wan Moluo was sure that she was Wei Xiwen.

If nothing else, other things can deceive people, but genes cannot deceive people.

Looking at this face that looked very similar to Wei Xicai's, Wan Moluo was completely relieved.

At this time, there were only two people on the second floor of the tavern, Wei Xiwen and Wan Moluo.

When Wei Xiwen saw Wan Mo Luo, he smiled sadly:

"I never knew that Xicai liked a woman like you."

Wan Moluo didn't mean Wei Xiwen's teasing. In her opinion, Wei Xicai didn't like her at all, so why did she say this?

It's just Wei Xiwen's words to ease the awkwardness of the meeting.

Seeing that Wan Mo Luo didn't care, Wei Xiwen finally fell asleep, took another sip of hot tea in the cup and said:

"I must meet you this time because I want to discuss cooperation with you."

"Cooperation? Let's talk about it?"

Wei Xiwen smiled slightly, put down the teacup in his hand calmly, and looked at his palms which were reddened by the teacup.

Since she became ill, her skin has become as white as if it were transparent, and her palms will be burned red when she touches something warm. She smiled helplessly, then looked at Wan Moluo and said:

"Cooperate and kill Zhao Ziqin."

Wei Xiwen's words were crisp and clear. Wan Moluo raised his eyes and looked at the pale and thin woman in front of him. Although her body was almost collapsed, the ambition in her eyes was no less than anyone else's.

"You have a grudge against her?"

"Natural."

Seeing that Wan Mo Luo was silent, Wei Xiwen continued:

"I know that you and her are already sworn enemies. If I can help you enter Lingwei Villa easily, you will definitely be able to kill Zhao Ziqin easily."

"Why do you want to help me? What is your purpose?"

"I just want to live."

Wei Xiwen looked at Wan Mo Luo seriously, and then coughed for a while after saying this in a light tone.

Wan Moluo stared at Wei Xiwen's cheeks that were abnormally flushed due to coughing. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and took out the dagger he just bought from the market. He pricked his finger easily and dripped his own blood.

Into Wei Xiwen's teacup.

A drop or two of blood blended into the teacup and quickly disappeared into the tea.

After all this, Wanmoluo pointed at the tea cup and said:

"You try"

Wei Xiwen gave Wan Mo Luo a strange look, but he still didn't reject Wan Mo Luo's proposal. He picked up the tea cup and drank all the tea in it.

Then both of them fell silent. After a while, Wei Xiwen finally spoke:

"Feeling...seems a little better."

Wanmoluo didn't know how to answer the question. She had a guess in her mind that Fang Lan had changed her physique and made herself invulnerable to all poisons, which meant that all poisons had no effect on her.

On the other hand, all body fluids in your body are invulnerable to all poisons.

But now Wanmoluo is not sure whether Wei Xiwen's reaction is really useful or just her psychological effect.

"Could your blood have a detoxifying effect?"

At this time, Wei Xiwen also understood the meaning of Wan Moluo's actions and asked tentatively.

Wanmoluo was noncommittal. She didn't want to tell the woman opposite her about what happened in the Lost Valley for the first time, so she said:

"Zhao Ziqin threw me into the poisonous wormhole and I didn't die. Do you think I still care whether it's poisonous or not?"

When Wan Moluo said this, Wei Xiwen raised his lips and smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"I just said that you must have had an adventure in the Lost Valley. Don't worry, I'm not interested in your affairs, and I'm the one who helps you hide your whereabouts so that Zhao Ziqin's men can't find you..."<

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Speaking of this, Wei Xiwen paused and continued:

"Maybe I did you a disservice. You left the Lost Valley with great fanfare and walked openly on the forest path. Maybe you just wanted Zhao Ziqin's people to find you."

Wan Moluo looked at Wei Xiwen's probing eyes and didn't say yes or no.

"That's all, it doesn't matter anymore. What matters is you and me and our cooperation."

"What do you want? Apart from Zhao Ziqin's death, I don't believe you have only one purpose; I can cooperate with you, but I can't be used by you unclearly."

Wei Xiwen's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and the look he looked at Wan Mo Luo contained indescribable admiration:

"You are so much better than my idiot brother, I kind of like you."

"What I want is the entire Lingwei Villa."

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Tomorrow is the wedding day of Zhao Ziqin and Wei Xicai. Three days have passed since her sister came to find her.

This period of time made Wei Xicai feel anxious. He noticed something from his sister's words, but it was like being shrouded in fog. He couldn't see everything clearly. Even his sister never seemed to see it clearly.<
To be continued...