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130 Be Independent

The home of the person in charge of the airship is a small yard, and the walls are not bad, they are all built with hard stones neatly and high.

The home garden has also made potted green plants to make it look good.

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

The bedroom door didn't close either.

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

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

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

A few strode into the bedroom, first carried the liquid food from the person in charge and put it on the table, and then untied the ropes little by little.

The person in charge of the airship saw Wang Wen, wiped his hands, stood up, and explained in a stern manner, "She doesn't eat, and she is always arguing about killing herself, 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 kill herself, 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 blankly: "Who is it?"

Wang Wen shook his head and said, "She is someone who will die without a place to be buried if you touch her."

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

Wang Wen ignored him.

Turning to look at the expressionless female magician.

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

This phenomenon is not bad.

At least save a lot of trouble.

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

Hearing the words "Father", the female magician who had not responded suddenly moved her eyes.

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

Wang Wen thought about it.

He slapped her face with all his might.

Then he rubbed his hands and reasoned with her: "As for it? Isn't it just some dirty things? I also soaked it, and if I take a bath, everything will be gone? Are you looking for life like this?"

The slap just now caused the female magician to fall over on the bed with messy hair.

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

Seeing that the female magician's cheeks were obviously red and swollen, he felt so distressed that he rubbed his hands and wanted to go forward, but he didn't dare, for fear of making a mistake.

The female magician lay on the bed and cried.

The voice was vaguely choked: "You just have dirty clothes, I drank a lot!"

Hearing this, Wang Wen was stunned.

I imagined that picture in my mind.

Suppose you switch places with her.

"Ugh"

Wang Wen couldn't help retching, and suddenly felt that if it were him, he wanted to die.

"I understand your feelings a little bit." He covered his mouth in disgust, softened his tone and said to the female magician, "Miss Dilu, right?"

"That's right, I can understand what you said, and why you want to die." Wang Wen stretched out his hand to support the female magician, and said slowly: "I don't think there is a problem with this, you want to die is a good idea, I don't think so. be opposed to."

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

Wang Wen nodded earnestly at her and changed the subject: "But I think I should die independently if I want to die, and I can't implicate others, don't you think?"

The female magician asked with red and swollen cheeks, "Who am I implicated?"

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

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

"Of course!" Seeing that it seemed to be effective, Wang Wen became more righteous: "I don't care, but he is an innocent ordinary person. If your father knew that you died in his house, he would definitely be demolished alive. It costs one hundred and eight yuan, do you think this is your fault?"

The person in charge of the airship was so frightened that his legs softened and he fell to the ground.

Full of puzzlement, he asked, "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 her flesh, she shook her long hair with her head down, and whispered, "No, don't say it."

Wang Wen shut his mouth wisely.

Waited a while.

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

Wang Wen knew what she meant by what to do.

Euphemistically, he said: "If you really want to die, you should die far away. Find a place where no one is there to die, then you won't affect others. Of course, it would be better if you could die with more value, such as dying on the battlefield or something. It's pretty cool to have an enemy 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 over, thanked him, apologized again, and then slowly walked out of the courtyard and disappeared.

The person in charge of the airship sitting on the ground watched her walk out of the courtyard door and left, and muttered to herself, "My dear wife, it's gone."

Wang Wen couldn't bear to educate him: "You are in charge of all the airships, why are you worried that you won't be able to find a wife?"

The person in charge of the airship shook his head with a bitter face: "Everyone is on the front line, and there is no one behind the airship, so the business is almost closed."

"I'm afraid there will be no business if there are airships?" Wang Wen was very puzzled: "Even if there are so many people on the front line, you won't close the door even if you send supplies or transport the wounded?"

This time, the person in charge of the airship raised his head strangely and asked: "It's all that should be done to help the front line. What does it have to do with business?"

"what?"

Wang Wen's voice stopped.

This natural rhetorical question stopped him.

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

The concept of volunteering to support the front line has become almost subconsciously ingrained in the bones.

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Ordinary people, even if they are afraid of death, will try their best to help and respect warriors who are willing to go to the front line.

Wang Wen suddenly found that he seemed to have a little respect for these ordinary people who were huddled in the back.

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

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

Believe in that place.

There must be more idiots out there fighting to their death.

And regardless of how much the bounty is, the reward is geometric.

Wang Wen was a little moved, pulled up the person in charge of the boat, patted the other side's shirt, and asked curiously, "Didn't you say that you are getting married today and prepared a dinner party? Is the bride still alive after the dinner party? When will dinner start?"