穿成美强惨男主的短命白月光

Chapter 38

He? How-"

"In short, as long as you follow him, you can find clues to return home."

Xiao Qingfeng retracted the folding fan into his palm and tapped neither light nor heavy, "Your fate is extremely complicated, even I can only count it here. I dare to say that even the Xuan Guijun of the demon world can't give more than me. lots of news."

Gu Yunqi didn't know the cause and effect, the outsider was on the side, he didn't speak immediately, just watched Xie Lanting's shoulder slowly loosen, not like relaxation, but more helpless.

Xie Lanting knew that Gu Yunqi's eyes were falling on him, so he didn't look back. After all, his current eyes were not suitable for looking at Gu Yunqi.

Back then, he thought that he had to stay far away from the protagonist in order to survive, but now it seems that even if he and Gu Yunqi set a deadline for reconciliation, unless he finds a way to go back within a year, he will not be able to leave after reunion. Gu Yunqi is too far?

But Xie Lanting in the original novel died beside the protagonist. He had to stay in the most dangerous place, avoiding the death calamity and finding his way back.

What hell level difficulty copy is this?

Xiaoqing didn't care about digging and burying the air duct, and stretched his waist: "Hey - chasing after me is exhausting, can you give me a room to rest at intervals?"

"Naturally." Gu Yunqi's way of entertaining guests is still comprehensive, "Just wait for Xianjun Qingfeng, since my blood is effective, how should I use it?"

It was as if he was referring not to his own blood, but to the tea on the table.

"Oh, yes, I was so confused that I almost forgot." Xiao Qingfeng said, "Although your blood can cure his injury, it doesn't mean that the effect will be better if you drink it hard. Just feed him a little when his old injury recurs or he can't support it anymore. That's it."

Gu Yunqi started to write down: "Thank you. Come, take Xianjun Qingfeng to rest."

Xiao Qingfeng accepted it calmly and went out with a fan.

In the middle of the night, when Xie Lanting was sleeping on weekdays, Gu Yunqi was not in a hurry to ask what "returning home" meant: "There is still some time before dawn, Xianjun is also disturbed, let's take a rest. ?"

Xie Lanting looked at him with a complicated expression: "I need your blood, and the road to my hometown should be on you. No matter how you look at it, you have become a victim, and I have no plans. Why don't you ask?"

Gu Yunqi's answer was unexpected: "To be honest, I'm actually very happy to know that I can help Xianjun."

"I know what kind of temperament I have. I'm suspicious and gloomy, but it's still accurate to look at people. Whoever treats me well will not be confused."

He has clear grievances and grievances, and if he has hatred, he will pay it back a hundredfold; if he has kindness, as long as he is sincere and good to him, he will give one point and be willing to pay back ten.

Xie Lanting sighed softly in the bottom of his heart, so when he read the original book, he liked the protagonist.

He raised his hand and poured tea for Gu Yunqi and himself, and the fragrance of the tea was in the middle: "The matter of returning home is a bit complicated to explain, if I can find a way in the future, I will be the first to tell you, and I will take care of you before I leave. Goodbye."

Gu Yunqi tightened his fingers together with his heart, and raised a smile on his face: "Okay, I wish Xianjun get what he wanted. But if Xianjun is free after returning home, please remember to invite me out to gather, if you are lucky enough to see Xianjun Your hometown is even better."