Help! The beautiful host is acting like a love brain

An Chuci was the last to leave this world.

Everyone around him passed away one after another, and An Chuci and Song Juanyang were the last ones left.

On the day Song Juanyang passed away, An Chu resigned and went to a mental hospital.

Fu Huaiduan is not dead yet.

Of course he can't die, he has to live, he has to live to be a hundred years old.

But An Chuci would not wait with him here to die, so An Chuci gave Fu Huaiduan a pill.

This medicine can ensure that Fu Huaiduan lives to be one hundred years old.

An Chuci is not a person who breaks his word. Since he promised Grandpa Fu that Fu Huaiduan will live a long life, then even if it is just a matter of hanging on to his life, Fu Huaiduan must let him live an honest and peaceful life. 100 years old.

As for whether living is painful or not, it has nothing to do with An Chuci.

After confirming this, An Chuci went back.

That day, he and Song Juanyang left this world together.

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Back in the quick travel bureau, An Chuci and Qingfeng looked at the light curtain in the system space. On Fu Huaiduan's 100th birthday, just after midnight, Fu Huaiduan died on time.

An Chuci nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, he didn't lose a second of his life."

The breeze shook the hair on his body and muttered: "What a living king of hell."

He was forced to live until he was a hundred years old.

An Chuci didn't care about Qingfeng's words. He clapped his hands and confirmed that the original owner had been taken to reincarnation, and then he turned back to see Bo Wenli.

Bo Wenli is merging his broken soul and is still sleeping.

An Chuci originally wanted to go to the next world without resting, but when he saw Qingfeng holding a face and scolding him with his eyes, An Chuci reluctantly spread his hands and fell asleep in the system space for a while.

The souls of Ke Yue and Ke Hong also came back with An Chuci. After seeing their souls following them, An Chuci confirmed that he must know them.

But An Chuci didn't know why they became like Bo Wenli, with their souls scattered into the small world.

An Chuci was not sure whether he would be able to see them again in the small world in the future. Now An Chuci didn't have so much energy to collect their souls.

It depends on fate. If he can meet them again, An Chuci will work hard.

But if he doesn't meet him, An Chuci will leave it alone for the time being.

After the rest, Qingfeng helped An Chuci sneak the soul of Ke Yue and Ke Hong back to An Chuci's home, and An Chuci entered the next world on his own.

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An Chuci opened his eyes and saw a large number of trees.

Before An Chuci could realize where he was and who he was, the next second An Chuci saw an arrow shooting straight towards him.

An Chuci subconsciously wanted to hide to the side, but the moment he moved, he realized that his leg was injured, his whole body was weak, and his whole body hurt when he moved.

An Chuci didn't react for a second, and the next second the arrow hit An Chuci's shoulder.

An Chuci groaned, closed his eyes hard in pain, and waited for a while before he recovered.

He was already seriously injured, but now this arrow has made it worse.

After getting over the pain, An Chuci heard the chaotic sound of horse hooves and a man's voice.

An Chuci did not act rashly. He waited quietly for a while. The sound of horse hooves became closer and closer, and the men's voices gradually became clearer.

"...It must be! I just saw a fox over there! It's a pity that I missed the shot and could only watch it run this way. The one my second brother shot just now must be a fox!"

"If it's really a fox, you're in luck. Winter is about to begin. My mother's fox fur has been losing fur after being worn for so many years. I can just make a new fox fur for my mother!"

An Chuci: "?"

What kind of villain wants to use their fox fur to make clothes?

"...Hey, wait, why does this king look more and more strange the closer I look... Is that a fox? Why does this king look... like a human?"

"Human? How is it possible? Isn't this the second brother's private hunting ground? Where did the people come from? The fox has become a spirit?"

An Chuci listened as the voice got closer and closer. At this time, the third person who had been silent finally spoke, "It's a person."

In less than five seconds, the sound of horse hooves stopped a few steps away from An Chuci.

An Chuci opened his eyes and saw three tall men with good-looking faces carrying arrows on their backs.

The three of them were all dressed in black and wearing riding and shooting uniforms. Combined with what An Chuci had just heard, we could probably deduce that this was in ancient times. These people should be princes. This was the private hunting ground of the second prince. , the original owner didn’t know why he appeared here and was injured.

An Chuci was wearing white clothes, and now he was covered in blood, which looked particularly shocking in the white clothes.

But looking at An Chuci's pale face and dying appearance, the three of them were a little indifferent, and even seemed to want to just watch An Chuci die.

The man on the left wondered: "This man is so strange. How could he be dressed in white in the second brother's private hunting ground and still suffer so many injuries?"

The man on the right said: "I don't know about the other injuries. Anyway, the arrow on the shoulder does belong to the second brother."

The man in the middle frowned and said, "This man looks familiar."

An Chuci opened his eyes with difficulty. An Chuci knew that if he hadn't looked like he was about to die, these three people might have called for help right away. But instead of calling for help, An Chuci would have saved An Chuci. Take him back for interrogation and ask him why he is here.

But An Chuci can't die now, and An Chuci won't let himself die.

Looking at the three men in front of him, An Chuci groaned in pain, attracting the attention of the three men.

The three of them turned their attention to An Chuci. An Chuci's eyes were slightly closed, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down. His voice was soft but could be heard by the three of them, "It hurts..."

The three of them were stunned for a moment when they saw this. The man on the left, who was looking at the youngest, had the biggest reaction at this time. He looked at An Chuci's pitiful appearance, and for some reason his ears turned red, "W-how is this man...how?" It looks pretty good?"

The other two looked a little speechless, but then the man in the middle made the first move.

The man walked directly to An Chuci. The man on the right was more cautious and said, "Second brother, be careful, it's a scam."

The man called the second brother shook his head and said: "It's not a lie, I remembered it. This person is a secret guard under me. I don't know why he appears here like this."

Hearing this, An Chuci tried his best to open his eyes and take a look at this person. Was the original owner a secret guard? Is this person the master of the original owner?

The man happened to squat down and meet An Chuci's eyes.

The moment they looked at each other, the man was startled.

As if by mistake, the man's hand that was originally reaching for the wound on An Chuci's shoulder suddenly turned towards An Chuci's face.

The man's palm covered An Chuci's pale face, and An Chuci's heart palpitated suddenly. An Chuci couldn't help but pursed his lips and groaned in pain.

Seeing An Chuci in such pain, the man felt flustered for no reason, as if he had made some huge mistake.

His eyes turned to An Chuci's shoulder that was hit by his own arrow. When he was about to stop and touch his arrow, An Chuci had already reacted.

An Chuci felt like he was about to die. He had lost too much blood and was in too much pain. He was really going to faint.

Now he can only take a gamble, betting that Wenli's feelings and feelings for him will not let him die here.

An Chuci lowered his eyes, tilted his head, and gently rubbed his cheek against the man's hand before he could take it back.

The man's heart trembled suddenly. When An Chuci lost strength and lost too much blood a few seconds later, and fell dizzy in his palm, the uneasiness and panic in his heart suddenly surged up.

He had never felt such uneasiness and panic in his life. Before his head could react, he had already picked up An Chuci and rushed back as quickly as possible.

Imperial doctor, call me imperial doctor!

He looked down at An Chuci's bloodless face and chest that had almost lost its fluctuation, and there was only one thought in his mind.

He can't die, he can't die!