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    Section 130 Be independent

    The home of the person in charge of the airship is a small courtyard with good walls, all of which are neatly built with hard stones and tall.

    Potted green plants were also installed in the home garden to make it look decent.

    The house inside is very ordinary, it could be a small villa with a unique style, but it turned into a slum.

    The bedroom door didn't close either.

    As soon as Wang Wen walked into the yard, she saw a female magician tied to the bed with a "big" character in the bedroom, with a dull expression. The person in charge of the airship sat on the bedside and carefully fed her some unknown liquid food.

    The corners of Wang Wen's eyes twitched, knowing that the person in charge of the airship was dead.

    I just don't know if I can make him die a little bit more happily.

    A few strides rushed into the bedroom, first took the liquid food from the hands of the person in charge and put it on the table, and then untied the rope little by little.

    Seeing Wang Wen, the person in charge of the airship rubbed his hands and stood up, explaining in a low voice: "She doesn't eat, and she keeps arguing about committing suicide, so I had to tie her up temporarily."

    Wang Wen untied all the ropes, sighed, and said to the person in charge: "If she wants to commit suicide, you can let her go. Why stop her? You don't really want to marry her, do you? Know who she is  ?"

    "Ah?" The person in charge of the airship opened his mouth in a daze: "Who is it?"

    Wang Wen shook her head and said, "She is someone who will die if you touch her."

    The person in charge of the airship was dumbfounded, and stayed where he was thinking.

    Wang Min ignored him.

    Turning her head to look at the expressionless female magician.

    The clothes on her body are already put on, and I don't know who helped her, so she is quite neatly dressed.

    This phenomenon is not bad.

    At least it saves a lot of trouble.

    Wang Wen asked her: "Do you remember? Before entering the mine, I warned you that it was dangerous. If you didn't listen, you can't blame others, right? Even if your father is here, you can't be unreasonable, right?"

    Hearing the word father, the female magician who had not responded suddenly moved her eyes.

    She raised her face to look at Wang Wen, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, and she just said, "Let me die."

    Wang Wen thought about it.

    With all his strength, he slapped her face with a "slap".

    Then he rubbed his hands and reasoned with her: "As for it? Isn't it just some dirty things? I'm also stained all over, wouldn't everything be fine after taking a shower? Are you so desperate for life?"

    The slap just now not only made the female magician's hair messy and fell on the bed.

    It also shocked the person in charge of the airship standing by the bed.

    Seeing the female magician's obviously red and swollen cheeks, he felt very distressed. He rubbed his hands and wanted to go forward, but he didn't dare, fearing that he might make a mistake.

    The female magician was lying on the bed and crying.

    The voice choked up vaguely: "Your clothes are just dirty, I drank a lot!"

    Hearing this sentence, Wang Wen was stunned.

    Imagining that scene in my mind.

    Suppose you switch places with her.

    "uh vomit"

    Wang Wen couldn't help retching, and suddenly felt that if it was her, she would really want to die.

    "I kind of understand your feelings." He covered his mouth and felt disgusted, and said to the female magician in a moderate tone: "Miss Dilu, right?"

    "That's it, I can understand what you said, and I understand why you want to die." Wang Wen stretched out her hand to help the female magician, and said slowly: "I don't think there is a problem. It's a good idea that you want to die. I don't think so."  be opposed to."

    The female magician looked at him with tears in her eyes, her expression relieved.

    Wang Wen nodded seriously at her, and changed the topic: "But I think that if I want to die, I should die independently, and I can't implicate others. Are you right?"

    The female magician asked with red and swollen cheeks: "Who have I hurt?"

    "If you die in front of the mine, you will implicate me." Wang Wen waved to the person in charge of the airship with a sacred expression and awe-inspiring righteousness: "If you die here, you will implicate him."

    "Hehehe." The female magician laughed miserably in a low voice: "I am really a sinner, even death will implicate others."

    "Of course!" Wang Wen saw that it seemed to be effective, and became more righteous: "I don't care, but he is an innocent ordinary person. If your father finds out that you died in his house, he will definitely tear him down alive.  One hundred and eight yuan, do you think it was your fault?"

    Hearing this, the person in charge of the airship was so frightened that his legs softened and he sat down on the ground.

      asked full of puzzlement: "Why did you tear me down into one hundred and eight pieces? Who is her father so cruel?"

    Wang Wen just wanted to speak.

    The female magician grabbed his hand, her nails almost dug into the flesh, she lowered her head and shook her long hair desperately, and whispered: "Don't, don't say it."

    Wang Wen closed her mouth tactfully.

    Waited for a while.

    The female magician asked in some pain: "Then what do you think I should do?"

    Wang Wen knew what she meant by what to do.

    Euphemistically said: "If you really want to die, you should die far away, and find a place where no one is around to die, so that you won't hurt others. Of course, it would be better if you can die with some value, such as dying on the battlefield or something.  , It would be cool to bring an enemy to be buried with you before you die."

    The female magician understood, nodded, slowly got up and got out of bed, staggered to the person in charge of the airship, bent down to thank him, apologized again, and then walked out of the small courtyard step by step and disappeared.

    The person in charge of the airship sitting on the ground watched her walk out of the courtyard door, and muttered to himself in a daze: "My dear wife, she is gone."

    Wang Wen couldn't stand it and educated him: "You are the person in charge of a dignified airship, why are you worried that you won't be able to find a wife?"

    The person in charge of the airship shook his head bitterly: "They are all on the front line, and there are no people in the airship at the rear, and the business is almost closed."

    "Are you afraid that there will be no business if you have an airship?" Wang Wen was very puzzled: "There are so many people on the front line, even if you send supplies or transport the wounded, you will not close the door, right?"

    The person in charge of the airship looked up strangely this time and asked: "Helping the frontline is something that should be done. What does it have to do with business?"

    "ha?"

    Wang Wen's voice paused.

    This natural rhetorical question stopped him.

    The people here once again proved to him the weight of the word "front line".

    The concept of voluntary support to the front line has almost become subconsciously carved into the bone.

    Except for the magician.

    Even if ordinary people are afraid of death and dare not go, they will do their best to help and respect the warriors who are willing to go to the front line as much as possible.

    Wang Wen suddenly found that she seemed to have a little respect for these ordinary people who shrank behind.

    Compared with the smart magicians who are obviously capable but unwilling to go to the front line, even if there is a bounty, these stupid ordinary people seem to be cuter.

    He suddenly became a little yearning for the front line that had been repeatedly appearing in his ears.

    Believe in that place.

    There must be more foolish people who are desperate to die.

    Regardless of how much the bounty is, how much the reward will be.

    Wang Wen was a little moved, pulled the person in charge of the airship, patted the corner of the other party's clothes, and asked curiously: "Didn't you say that a dinner is prepared for the wedding today? Is the dinner still available after the bride is gone? When will the dinner be served? ?
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