You agreed to farm together, but you secretly went to guard the beast?

Ever since Qian Qi shot He Qizhi into the sky, Nangong Yan had noticed her.

Although she flashed in front of He Qizhi at a very fast speed, the strength she displayed so far was not enough to throw him to such a high position.

Including when Qian Qi said that she was an awakened person of the spiritual system, and slapped He Qizhi twice from the air, Nangong Yan didn't believe that it was her spiritual power that was shot.

Although it is not clear what is helping her, but when she faced He Qizhi, she showed fierceness and anti-killing, blatantly clamoring that no one can control her life, and when she just faced him, she was like a stray cat who had a premonition of danger. Vigilance made him have a strong interest in her.

He stared at her intently, and he didn't know whether it was black to red or red to black. His pupils were like whirlpools that attracted people, and people couldn't help but explore them.

He hooked his lips and asked, "What about you?"

"My name is Chen Tong, nice to meet you, handsome guy."

Qian Qi betrayed his enemy calmly, then looked down at He Qizhi who was about to struggle, and slapped him backhandedly, "Did you move?"

He Qizhi: Oh...

"Student Chen, He Qizhi is the heir of the He family after all, you should let him go first." Nangong Yan's slender fingers gently supported the gold-rimmed glasses frame, and said with a smile on his thin lips, "I promise he won't do anything to you in the future."

Qian Qi raised her hand as if she was in deep thought. She didn't dare to leave directly. Nangong Yan had an extremely dangerous aura. She was afraid that he would notice that she had investigated him, so she didn't dare to show any signs of knowing him. She could only try to act as if she didn't care.

So she pulled out the two daggers in the palm of He Qizhi's hand, wiped the blood from the knife edge on his yellow sweater, and said generously, "In that case, for your sake, I won't hit him."

"Thank you." Nangong Yan thanked very politely, then squatted down gracefully, and took out a pack of hemostatic medicine from the pocket of his suit.

Qian Qi glanced at it, his eyes were familiar, "Hey, you also use potions?"

Nangong Yan's deep eyes swept over Qian Qi's face, and raised his eyebrows lightly, "You?"

Qian Qi had a bright smile on his face, without any flaws in his expression, "In this world, the Nangong surname who can appear here should be the Nangong family of the Seven Great Aristocratic Families, right?"

She pointed to Sikong Wang who was fidgeting behind her, and Su Ang who had been staring at herself and Nangong Yan, and said in a relaxed tone, "They both use it too."

Nangong Yan glanced at Sikong Wang and Su Ang with a half-smile, and then slowly looked back and explained, "The potion is very useful. The seven great families have ordered a lot of hemostatic potions from the Mozhi Research Institute."

"The potions from the Mozhi Research Institute are less effective by a few percent." Qian Qi covered his lips and sold in a low voice, "I have a few packs of potions with amazing potions here, which can not only heal wounds in a second, but even scars can't be seen. It only costs 30 yuan a pack!"

Nangong Yan gave a slight pause to the fingers holding the potion bag, and then looked at Qian Qi meaningfully, "...the price is not cheap."

"Hey! You don't need to pay for it!" Qian Qizhi pointed at He Qizhi, who was lying beside him, whimpering in pain, "Let him buy it."

He Qizhi:?

Nangong Yan looked down at He Qizhi, then parted her thin lips lightly, agreeing, "Very good."

He Qizhi: ...

He Qizhi willingly bought a pack of 30 potions, and even watched Qian Qi skillfully turn on his optical brain. In order to take care of his smashed face and couldn't scan his face to pay, he even asked him for his payment password, and finally paid 90 yuan.

"Student He..." Qian Qi received the money, put his ugly face on his forehead, and said affectionately, "Do you remember my name?"

"..." He Qizhi tightly closed his eyes, not knowing whether he didn't want to or dare not look at her face again.

"Speak!" Qian Qi hit his head hard with his head.

"Woooo..." He Qizhi cried out in pain, "Your name is Chen Tong..."

"Yeah~" Qian Qi nodded in satisfaction, and threw three packs of potion powder to Nangong Yan, "Give it to him, and the medicine will cure his illness."

Nangong Yan glanced at He Qizhi.

He Qizhi curled up like a concubine, took the potion powder by himself, and tremblingly said, "I apply it myself, I can do it myself."

Seeing that He Qizhi was so afraid of Nangong Yan, Qian Qi became more and more vigilant about Nangong Yan, and was about to leave quickly, when suddenly his arm was held gently by the other party.

She paused for a moment, then turned her head and smiled with squinted eyes, "Handsome guy, is there anything else?"

"Your face." Nangong Yan took out a clean white handkerchief from the upper left pocket of the black suit with slender fingers, and handed it to her with a smile, "Wipe it off, it's bloody."

Qian Qi wiped her face, and then remembered that she had just wiped He Qizhi's blood on her face. She really wanted to refuse Nangong Yan's handkerchief. After all, she didn't want to get in touch with people who were too dangerous, but...

It seems that the underwear related to Nangongyan can be sold for a high price of 3000 million! ! !
Qian Qi stared straight at Nangongyan's handkerchief, struggling for a moment.

Take it, or take it?
System: [...Qian pervert, you don't want to sell other people's handkerchiefs, do you? 】

"How could it be! Am I that kind of pervert who has no moral bottom line?" Qian Qi looked upright, and then reached out to catch Nangong Yan's handkerchief.

System: [... Heh, woman, heh, Qian Qi. 】

"I don't need to wash it up and return it to you?" Qian Qi confirmed hopefully.

"If you want to find an excuse to see me again, of course..." Nangong Yan smiled, but before she finished speaking, Qian Qi said happily, "That's great, then I won't pay you back, thank you, good man!"

After finishing speaking, she squeezed her handkerchief and hurried to Su Ang and Sikong Wang.

Nangong Banquet: ...

Seeing Qian Qi's running posture impatiently leaving, Nangong Yan's slightly narrowed peach eyes under the gold-rimmed lenses flashed an imperceptible evil light.

nice guy...

He couldn't help but look down at He Qizhi who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

He was really a good guy once, but...

What is more important than being alive?

These filthy people will eventually be trampled under his feet and pay the price for doing whatever they want in front of him.

"Student Qiqi..." Seeing Qian Qi's return, Sikong Wang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Nangong warily, and then whispered, "Are you okay? Don't touch that person in the future, it's very dangerous."

Qian Qi took out a bottle of mineral water from his travel bag, squatted on the ground, sprinkled the water on his hands sparingly, wiped the blood on his face, then raised his head and asked, "How dangerous is it?"

Sikong Wang was silent for a moment, "He...is the youngest son of the Nangong family."

Qian Qi couldn't help raising her eyebrows. She knew that the Nangong family was the only family whose main family had two descendants, and there was an older brother named Nangong Xu at the Nangong Banquet.

And that Nangong Xu...

How should I put it, once it was indeed all the rage and was considered to be the second strongest heir of the family besides Su Ang, but I don't know when the aura disappeared and there was no news. Instead, this youngest son Nangong Yan suddenly rose to prominence.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be 3000 million yuan for a handkerchief, hehehe, hehehe...

Qian Qi stared at the white handkerchief with a blood-red "banquet" embroidered on a certain corner on the travel bag, and couldn't help showing a foolish smile.

Sikong Wang: ...

Sikong Wang worried: "Student Qiqi, you don't fall in love with Nangongyan at first sight, do you?!"

Even reluctant to wipe his face with his personal handkerchief? !