Everyone thinks I'm forced

, clasped to the neck, with the hands in the bosom, not revealing at all, wrapped tightly, which attracted the little boy to look twice.

Seeing his gaze, Du Tianlu leaned slightly to block his sight, and asked, "Is the great witch here?"

Seeing his behavior, the little boy quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to stare at them any more, looked down at the ground, and said in a low tone: "Please come in, Your Highness, the witch has been waiting for you for a long time."

Du Tianlu seemed to want to show a sneer, but forcibly restrained himself, and just led An Jiarui towards the residence of the great witch.

Before turning around the promenade, he happened to meet someone he looked familiar to. Qing Chi was walking forward slowly with a bag of things, not wanting to bump into them face to face.

Qing Chi froze for a moment, his eyes could not help but fall on An Jiarui, seeing that he looked good and smiling, and seeing Du Tianlu's piercing eyes piercing him directly, he quickly withdrew his eyes and looked at his feet road, continue to move forward.

Seeing that he was about to pass by with raglan shoulders, An Jiarui turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on him, with a trace of inquiry, which made him slow down involuntarily, and encouraged himself to have a word with him.

An Jiarui didn't have any other thoughts, but when he saw him, he thought of the people around Du Tianlu, and couldn't help but feel a little inquisitive, but seeing that his expression was terrified, his eyes had no aura, and he was as ordinary as the cleaning boy in the temple. Seeing the difference, he withdrew his eyes, no matter how similar the appearance is, a fake is a fake, and it can't compare to the real one.

Seeing that An Jiarui retracted his eyes, Du Tianlu didn't seem to want to talk to Qing Chi, so he walked forward quickly, leaving behind Qing Chi who had stopped to gather courage, and stared blankly at their backs.

They are a perfect match, like a couple of gods and gods.

It is that he has always been looked down upon, and he has persuaded himself not to have delusional thoughts, but he still feels disappointed in his heart, if...

If I am stronger than His Highness, will Mr. An see me?

When he thought of this, he shivered for a moment, thinking: How can I be stronger than Your Highness?

There is a difference between me and Your Highness.Mr. An is a good match only when he is with His Highness.If it is with me, it will defile him.

He convinced himself again.

Although Du Tianlu strode away with Jiarui, he couldn't help looking at Jiarui's face. He was peeked at more times. An Jiarui couldn't help but looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Du Tianlu blinked and didn't speak.But there was a grievance in his eyes.

An Jiarui couldn't help laughing, and reached out to stroke his head, full of comfort.

Reassuring, Du Tianlu strode open the door of the Dawu's room.

It was rare for the big witch not to rest his eyes on the futon, but was cooking a pot of unknown stuff in front of the table. His movements were quite fairy-like, making people guess that he must be cooking some kind of elixir.

Du Tianlu saw that there were already three stools and three teacups on the table, so he couldn't help but sneer at his pretentious behavior, sat down with big strides, and graciously poured tea for An Jiarui, and stuffed it into his hand, so he didn't get angry He said to the great witch: "Don't pretend to be a ghost. Since you know we are coming, then why do you say we are here?"

Holding the warm teacup, An Jiarui's eyes wandered into the medicine stove cooked by the great witch. Looking at its shape, it was dark, and smelling its smell, there was a sense of familiarity, which made him suddenly recall the tragic drinking. Medicine time.

Then subconsciously stayed away a little bit, feeling sorry for him.

The big witch glanced at the medicine stove in front of him, closed the lid, then looked at Du Tianlu and said, "Things of obsession are difficult to understand."

An Jiarui frowned slightly, then remembered the appearance of the man in white, the old man...

He savored the word carefully in his mind, and seemed to gain something.

When Du Tianlu heard the words of the great witch, his face darkened, and he said: "This matter is all because of you, but you find it hard to understand?"

The big witch was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on An Jiarui, as if evaluating something.

Du Tianlu didn't like the look in his eyes, reached out and tapped on the table lightly: "Big witch?"

The great witch just shifted his gaze to Du Tianlu, and said slowly: "If it wasn't for An Jiarui, this matter would not have happened... Your Highness said it was because of me, it is too much."

Du Tianlu didn't care what he said, he raised his head and looked fearless: "Is there a solution?"

The big witch glanced at the boiling medicine stove in front of him, the smoke slowly diffused from the stove, gradually covering his expression, the room was quiet for a moment, and he asked An Jiarui, "Do you have anything?"

An Jiarui raised his eyebrows: "What the great witch said means..." Through the smoke, he couldn't see the eyes of the great witch clearly, but he noticed something strange, and said hesitantly, "Qingchi?"

The great witch closed his eyes, Du Tianlu was startled when he heard An Jiarui's words, and seeing that the great witch was silent, he couldn't help urging: "Great witch?"

Under his urging, the big witch said slowly: "Qingchi has nothing to do with this..."

An Jiarui lowered his eyes, pretending to be listening, but he was puzzled.

The great witch stopped talking again, and said slowly, "Although it is difficult to solve, it may not be impossible to solve. It just depends on what kind of solution Your Highness wants?"

Du Tianlu felt more and more that he was pretending to be a ghost, and the meaning of his words changed again and again, not as usual, so he said angrily: "What solution does the great witch have?"

The big witch looked at the boiling medicine in front of him and said: "I have a medicine here, and if An Jiarui drinks it, everything will be cured."

Du Tianlu glanced at the furnace of unknown liquid, and asked, "Is there any other solution?"

The big witch slowly closed his eyes and said, "If the general doesn't see An Jiarui..."

Du Tianlu interrupted: "Is there another way?"

The big witch was silent.

After a long while, Fang said: "Other methods are worse than drinking medicine thoroughly." Having said that, his expression was hidden behind the smoke, and he felt a little unfathomable.

Du Tianlu forcibly endured it. It is not surprising that Muma's followers always pretend to be so profound.

He looked sideways at An Jiarui, with some questioning intent.

An Jiarui looked at the bowl of medicine, raised his eyes to Du Tianlu, his eyes met, and his mind was connected, which gave him the courage to face the bitter taste again, and nodded slightly.

Seeing him nodding, the big witch raised his hand tremblingly, filled a bowl of dark medicine and handed it to An Jiarui, An Jiarui stretched out his hand, but the big witch seemed powerless, the medicine bowl slipped from his hand and spilled on the ground.

An Jiarui couldn't help but paused, and looked at the Dawu, but the Dawu didn't seem to notice it, and just said: "I'm old, I don't have enough strength." Tremblingly, he filled a bowl and handed it to An Jiarui.

This time there was no hand slippage, An Jiarui took the bowl, seeing the familiar color and smell, he couldn't help showing some bitterness.

He simply planned to drink it up, but was stopped by Du Tianlu, who seemed to be a little curious and said, "Did you not say anything about the effect of this medicine?"

As if awakened by a start, the great witch nodded and said, "This medicine can relieve His Highness's obsession."

Du Tianlu still held An Jiarui's hand holding the medicine bowl, showing suspicion: "Jiarui drank it, can it relieve my obsession?"

The big witch nodded and said, "That's right." But he didn't open his mouth to explain.

Du Tianlu held An Jiarui's hand, but did not intend to let go, and said aggressively: "The witch doesn't want to talk about it in detail?"

The big witch closed his eyes and remained silent.

An Jiarui glanced at the familiar medicine bowl, then looked at Du Tianlu's recalcitrant appearance, doubts suddenly arose in his heart, does Du Tianlu believe in great witches?

But the previous two times were all thanks to the great witch, so he was saved...

Why do you suddenly seem not to believe in great witches today?

And the big witch was uncharacteristically silent more than speaking.

There was a bit of treachery for no reason, which made An Jiarui dare not interrupt.

The confrontation between the two seemed to consume a lot of energy. An Jiarui simply put the medicine on the table and looked at it carefully. There was nothing strange about it. He had also drank the medicine sent by the great witch for a long time. How do you look at it? It's all the same medicine.

Du Tianlu looked at Da Wu with piercing eyes, but Da Wu closed his eyes and said nothing, and seemed to be falling asleep.

An Jiarui couldn't help but lean closer and smell the medicine, but he hadn't savored the familiar smell.

But seeing the door was pushed open vigorously, Qing Chi stood at the door panting, and saw An Jiarui looking like he was about to drink medicine at a glance, with a look of panic on his face, strode forward, knocked over the medicine bowl with one hand, his eyes were full of It's worry: "Mr. An, have you taken your medicine?"

An Jiarui looked at the overturned medicine bowl, then at Qingchi who was all eyes on him, shook his head, as if he hadn't reacted.

The corner of Du Tianlu's mouth turned up slightly, but he said sharply: "What are you doing here? Is there a place for you here?"

The big witch still closed his eyes and said nothing, looking like a fairy in the smog, ignoring the world.

Qingchi didn't care about Du Tianlu's attitude, but stepped forward and overturned the medicine stove in front of the great witch, the soup was poured all over the floor, and some of it was stained on the big witch's clothes, and the stains bloomed.

The big witch Fang said: "Qing Chi, what are you doing?" He didn't open his eyes, and he seemed to blame: "Didn't I tell you to go to the quiet room?"

Qingchi stood aggressively in front of the great witch, seeing his reprimand, he couldn't help showing fear, but when he saw An Jiarui who didn't know what happened from the corner of his eyes, he felt that mysterious power returned to him body, let him have the confidence to confront the big witch and said: "Master, why did you boil this unfeeling water and drink it with Mr. An?"

The big witch frowned and said, "Unfeeling Water? What is this?"

Qingchi became even more angry: "It's the pot of medicine you boiled! Drinking it will make people forget their emotions gradually, and eventually become a child! Master! How did Mr. An offend you?"

The big witch nodded when he heard his explanation, and asked: "This medicine is extremely poisonous, where did you hear about Qingchi?"

Seeing his ignorant look, as if he had never recognized him, Qing Chi said repeatedly: "It's my mother..." His voice weakened, revealing doubts: "Natural mother taught me ?” The farther to the rear, the weaker the words, almost inaudible.

A dazed look appeared on his face, as if he was beginning to waver.

The big witch didn't give him this time, and suddenly shouted: "Look at Your Highness!"

Qing Chi looked at Du Tianlu subconsciously, but as if being burned by fire, he took two steps back, his eyes fell on the air beside Du Tianlu, he pointed his finger, and asked in disbelief: "Who are you? "

A sneer appeared on the corner of Du Tianlu's mouth, and he glanced at his side coldly as if aware of it.

An Jiarui came to his senses, this turned out to be a game they set up?

And he didn't know it?

He also didn't know how they communicated the plan and the result in just half a day and one night, not to mention that Du Tianlu was with him all the time yesterday, so where would he have the time to communicate with Dawu?

But this is not a good time to question Du Tianlu, so he has no choice but to keep this in his heart and wait until the matter is over.

At this time, An Jiarui could not see the white-clothed man he saw yesterday, but could only see the disbelief on Qing Chi's face. He didn't know what the other party said, or Qing Chi realized something. In short, his expression was unbelievable. Confidence turned to anger, and said loudly: "I must never watch you hurt Mr. An!"

He is like a one-man show, his expression is changeable, but there is no change, but he is far away, looking at the non-existent person beside Du Tianlu.

Seeing that there was going to be a stalemate, the big witch suddenly sighed, and asked Qingchi, "This unfeeling water... what did you use it for after Mama taught you?"

Qingchi shivered as if struck by lightning, and murmured: "It's not me, I...I..."

He suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of An Jiarui, almost face to face with Du Tianlu, but turned to his side, stretched out his hand to hold something, tears streaming down a lot, almost sobbing: "Don't make the same mistake again and again." wrong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, white mist rose suddenly, quickly enveloping everyone, revealing Qing Chi in fluttering white clothes, his hand was held by Qing Chi, there was not much emotion in his eyes, and there was even a hint of laughter, It is still so noble that it makes people feel ashamed of themselves.

When Du Tianlu saw his appearance, his face darkened, a little jealous.

On the other hand, Dawu closed his eyes tightly and sighed with emotion.

Qingchi in white looked around the crowd, and finally landed on Qingchi, showing a bit of sarcasm, and said for the first time: "You are just a puppet that Mommy used to replace me in this world. I really feel that I am with you One person?" The voice was cold, like spring water gently hitting a stone, it was extremely pleasant.

Tears flowed down Qingchi's cheeks. Although he was still the same as usual, he was a bit tough for no reason: "I don't want to be the same person as you! You scoundrel! Big scoundrel!"

The corners of Baiyi Qingchi's mouth turned up slightly, and his eyes quietly fell on Du Tianlu: "In this case, what do I do to Du Tianlu, what does it matter to you?"

Qingchi's eyes became brighter, making people afraid to look at each other. He seemed to muster up his courage and said: "Your Highness... If something happens to Your Highness, Mr. An..." His tears did not stop, but his face slowly turned red : "Mr. An will definitely be sad."

He sobbed, and tightly held Qingchi's hand in white, and said, "And the master told me that Your Highness is the future of Daikin..." He sobbed again: "I won't watch you hurt me." Him! You big bastard!"

Seeing the tear-stained face on his face, Qing Chi in Bai Yi showed a hint of disgust: "You are such a person, and my mother is also using my name..." The unfinished words are all disgust.

The big witch didn't open his eyes, and didn't interrupt, but he seemed to agree with what he said.

Qingchi didn't notice the expression of the great witch, he sat on the white clothed Qingchi with full satisfaction, and he didn't feel sad when he heard these words, he just hiccupped persistently.

Qingchi in Baiyi talked to him lazily, put his hands back behind his back, looked at Du Tianlu coldly and said, "Do you think this brat can stop me?"

Du Tianlu took a good look at him, seeing his demeanor, his tone became worse: "Then I have to ask the great witch." He looked up at the great witch and said, "What do you say, great witch?"

The big witch closed his eyes but vaguely felt the gaze of Qingchi in white, and sighed softly: "You are not him, but just a wisp of obsession, why take him as yourself?"

Qingchi in Baiyi smiled when he heard the words, shallow and indifferent: "That's much better than this unknown fake." He glanced at Qingchi who was still crying, and then looked at the sidelines with meaning An Jiarui, Fang turned back to the great witch and said, "It's just a ray of obsession, what can you do against me?"

Qingchi choked and said intermittently: "I...I will never let you succeed!"

Baiyi Qingchi didn't want to talk to him at all, this guy has no instincts or abilities, but he just learned how to pretend to be affectionate, it's really disgusting.

The big witch Fang said, "An Jiarui, did he hurt you before?"

An Jiarui was taken aback for a moment, until he saw Qingchi's tears, he turned his head to look at him with concern, suddenly realized that he was wrapped too tightly, and even stopped crying, looked at An Jiarui, and repeated: "He ... hurt you?"

An Jiarui couldn't help hiding his hands in his cuffs. Seeing this, Qing Chi stretched out his hand and pulled out his hand. He saw the bruises on his wrists that hadn't faded, the bruises were bloody, and his eye sockets were slow. Slowly turning red, she withdrew her hand with a swish, not daring to touch him.

This expression made An Jiarui a little unbearable, and he comforted him: "It's nothing serious."

It’s okay if he doesn’t say anything, such forbearable words fell into Qingchi’s ears, and it was like pouring oil on a raging fire, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, really red, his pupils were red, Furious, he stepped forward and restrained Qing Chi in white, and then punched wildly.

Qingchi in white was still holding the winning ticket, until he found that he couldn't stop his fist, and every move could hit him, and there was a burst of intense pain, and soon he began to lose his fairy-like appearance , dodging left and right, but couldn't escape from him no matter what.

The mist fluttered layer by layer, as if he wanted to escape, but he still punched Qing Chi's hands.

An Jiarui looked at his pupils, they were indeed glowing red, extremely coquettish, unlike ordinary people.

Du Tianlu couldn't help reaching out to shake hands with An Jiarui, in exchange for a comforting smile from him, Fang clenched his hands tightly, looking at Qingchi in white clothes in such a panic.

After a few breaths, Baiyi Qingchi couldn't help saying: "Stop! Stop! Stop!"

However, Qing Chi punched him hard, tears flowed down again, and he couldn't help saying: "I told you to hurt Mr. An! You are a big villain!"

Baiyi Qingchi took a deep breath and said loudly, "He's not An Jiarui!"

As soon as this remark came out, the room was suddenly quiet.

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62. Jinjiang starts

In the misty white mist, the corner of the big witch's mouth twitched slightly, like a smile, or a mockery.

In the silence, An Jiarui felt as if he had been stripped naked and placed in front of the crowd, accepting their scrutiny and pointing.

His heart wobbled for some reason, seeming to be frightened and uneasy, but he had always been able to distinguish himself from his original body, but now that he was so exposed by the white-clothed Qing Chi, he realized that he cared so much, as if he didn't have it anymore. With the skin of the original body shrouded outside, he lost confidence in their feelings.

The person they like, respect, and admire, is that person me?Or the original body?

An Jiarui's hands trembled slightly, Du Tianlu exerted a little force, looked at him from the side, his eyes were full of trust, and seeing that there seemed to be a little shock on An Jiarui's face, he simply hugged him and gave him a hug. A wide and tender hug.

An Jiarui seemed to be aware of it, and looked up at him.There is affection in his eyes, nothing else.

He... knows about this?

An Jiarui drifted past this thought, but before he thought about it, he was attracted by the movement over there.

Qingchi's subordinates kept on talking, and he didn't believe it when he heard the words: "You're talking nonsense... hiccup, you still slander Mr. An!"

Qing Chi in white clothes was left and right under him, and he seemed extremely angry: "If he is An Jiarui, my obsession as Qing Chi! How can I only focus on Du Tianlu?" He hid, but also disdainful Said: "It's just a lonely ghost occupying An Jiarui's body!"

Seeing that Qing Chi's attack became more and more severe, as if he had a sworn hatred with him, Qing Chi in white couldn't help but snorted and said, "You don't believe me?"

Qing Chi wiped away his tears with his hand, but he didn't answer, but his movements didn't stop.

Seeing that his body was shaken and not as solid as before, Qingchi in white clothes hurriedly said: "Stop beating, we can say that we are one body, why do you do this for someone who is not An Jiarui at all?"

Now he is one with Qingchi again, and I don't know who said just now that Qingchi is just a puppet.

Qingchi stopped, wiped away his tears fiercely, and said again: "I don't know which Mr. An you are talking about, but I..." His face gradually turned red, and he dared not look at An Jiarui, his voice gradually lowered: "I... only respect Mr. An." After finally finishing speaking, he sneaked a glance at An Jiarui's expression.

When he saw An Jiarui being held in Du Tianlu's arms, his face turned pale, he didn't dare to look any further, then turned his gaze to Qingchi in white, and said, "I know very well."

Seeing his swearing appearance, An Jiarui couldn't help but feel a little guilty.Du Tianlu gritted his teeth, thinking, for the sake of protecting An Jiarui so much, let you show some affection in front of him.

But his subordinates shook hands with An Jiarui silently, as if to make sure that he was still by his side.

Qing Chi in Baiyi glanced at the embracing appearance of An Jiarui and Du Tianlu, but for the first time showed a look of dismay: "It's just a fake... a fake!" He stared at An Jiarui and said: "How can he compare to him? "

The white mist surged again, and it seemed to be surging towards An Jiarui's shop.

Qing Chi has already stretched out his hand and tore him away from Du Tianlu's side...

Baiyi Qingchi was stupefied, swaying under his hands, Fang furiously said, "What did you do?"

Qing Chi let go of his hand and said innocently: "What do you want to do to Mr. An?"

Qing Chi in white floated slowly to the ground, glared at him bitterly and said, "How can I watch this fake occupy Jia Rui's body..."

He walked towards Du Tianlu, walked, walked... He didn't move, he turned his head to look at Qingchi, Qingchi spread his hands, indicating that he didn't do anything, Qingchi's eyes in white fell to the ground inch by inch, only Seeing Qingchi's shadow was closely connected with his floating feet, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

He floated in disbelief... not at all.

Qing Chi followed him to look, and took a step back if he felt something, but saw that Qing Chi in white was also pulled back a step.

He couldn't help but took another step back...

Take another step back...

step……

Seeing Qing Chi in white clothes being tied to his shadow unwillingly, like a pendant, Qing Chi smiled, full of joy: "This way you won't be able to hurt Mr. An, right?"

Seeing his happy appearance, Baiyi Qingchi felt puzzled: "I told you that he is not An Jiarui!"

Qingchi said confidently: "I like it..." His face flushed again, and he hurriedly changed his words: "I respect Mr. An!"

Baiyi Qingchi laughed angrily when he saw his reticent appearance: "If I can't hurt him, then you have to stop seeing him again!"

Qingchi was taken aback for a moment, but he was not as depressed as he thought, but his smile widened a bit: "So you really can't hurt Mr. An anymore?"

He didn't seem to have heard the premise of what he said, but was sincerely happy that An Jiarui was safe.

An Jiarui couldn't help being slightly taken aback, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he just felt that there were all kinds of flavors in the world, and there was a hint of sweetness in it.

Du Tianlu's complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot, but because he really thought of An Jiarui sincerely, he restrained himself.In the past, how could he have wronged himself so much, but thinking of Jia Rui, he is willing to consider for him so willingly, no longer the pride of the past.

The big witch watched a farce-like fight from the sidelines. Seeing that the overall situation was settled, he said with a trembling beard just now: "The dead are gone, why are you so persistent? If you don't want to go back..."

Baiyi Qingchi stared at Du Tianlu, as if he wanted to bite off a piece of meat from him. Hearing the words of the great witch, the white mist surged, as if he was angry, and he said hoarsely: "I'm not willing! Not reconciled! Jiarui died for him! But he fell in love with someone else in a blink of an eye!" His eyes widened, as if violent, but he lost that airy demeanor, showing some embarrassment.

Du Tianlu sneered: "The past life and the past life are over, but you want to talk to me about the present?" He held An Jiarui's hand with a little force, and his words were very firm: "The person I love is Jiarui from beginning to end. Past and present lives have nothing to do, I love him, I love all of him. You said that the An Jiarui in this life is not the An Jiarui in the previous life, so do I have to be me in the previous life? Absurd!"

He paused slightly, and saw that Qingchi in white clothes seemed to be devouring someone, he sneered and said: "And in what capacity are you accusing me? It's just an obsession with admiring Jiarui, as if all the truth in the world is in your hands Is it? It's ridiculous!"

An Jiarui heard his righteous words and felt the warmth in his hands, so he couldn't help turning his head slightly to look at Du Tianlu. There was no shame or wavering on Du Tianlu's face, as if he was speaking from the bottom of his heart .

An Jiarui made up his mind, but still had lingering fears.

He's more vulnerable than he thought.He thought that his tender heart was safely and securely placed in an airtight armor, and he thought he didn't care.But when Baiyi Qingchi exposed everything in front of them, the armor was not as indestructible as he thought, but melted silently into the world, leaving his uneasy soft heart to face those unknown reactions.

An Jiarui sighed softly in his heart, it turned out that he was not alone, nor was he as unrestrained as he imagined, and someone who cared about him seemed to have a weakness.

Du Tianlu seemed to feel his loss, reached out and clasped his fingers, and held his hand tightly, his body temperature was transmitted through the crossed hands.

The little flower lazily stretched her waist, shook her head and chased the direction of the sun, slowly blooming.

Qingchi in white was so annoyed by his shameless words that he wished to refute him immediately. Seeing his aggressive appearance, Qingchi couldn't help but took another step back.Baiyi Qingchi took a step after him, but he didn't care, he just said angrily: "So you shouldn't..." He roared angrily: "You shouldn't be happy!"

There was a loud noise in the sky, and the torrential rain came.

Baiyi Qingchi seemed to have been reminded, raised his head and shouted: "Mom! If you still have a little favor for me! I beg you..."

Qing Chi covered his mouth with his hand, seeing thunder bursts, his voice lowered a bit: "Shut up!"

I don't know what the reason is, logically speaking, even if he can touch Qingchi in white, he can't stop him from making a sound. After all, the other party is just a lingering thought, and the sound shouldn't have to pass through the throat, but seeing him covered his mouth As if unable to make a sound, An Jiarui couldn't help thinking.

Qingchi in white clothes struggled for a while, but still couldn't break free, but in order to prevent him from escaping, Qingchi changed his movements again and again, and finally put him in his arms, covered his mouth with his left hand, and clasped his waist with his right hand. Like a loving hug.

The thunder gradually subsided, and the rain gradually began.

The big witch suddenly said, "Your Highness, have you cleared up the confusion? Why don't you leave quickly?"

Du Tianlu rubbed An Jiarui's fingers intermittently, his eyes swept across Qingchi, and then fell on the Dawu: "The Dawu has nothing to say to me about the past life?"

The big witch slightly hooked the corners of his mouth and showed a smile that didn't seem to be a smile: "What does your highness have to do with the past life, but now you are curious?"

Du Tianlu lowered his head and exchanged glances with An Jiarui, Fang said: "The great witch can also guarantee that I will not be confused by the past life in the future?" He glanced at Qingchi lightly, seeing that they were still hugging tightly There was no smile on the corner of his mouth and he said: "Today I know that the temple has the ability to reverse past lives. Today is An Jiarui, but tomorrow I don't know who it is?"

Du Tianlu paused slightly, although there was a hint of praise in his words, but the colder his tone, the more vigilant he was.

Baiyi Qingchi snorted an air sound from his nose, revealing a sense of contempt.

The big witch's fingertips trembled slightly, he closed his eyes forcefully, and said, "Your Highness, worry too much."

Qingchi in white kicked Qingchi, Qingchi was listening eagerly, he couldn't help but glanced at him, and let go of his hand a little.

As soon as he was freed, Baiyi Qingchi said sharply: "Idiots, a bunch of idiots. Do you really think this is something that ordinary people can do? Except for my extraordinary talent like me, my mother cares..." When he said this, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling Looking sideways at the ignorant Qing Chi, Fang continued: "The frog at the bottom of the well knows how big the sky is!"

After being criticized and scolded like this, Qingchi didn't notice it, but just stared at him fiercely, causing Qingchi in white to feel sore all over again, and pretended to look away impatiently, only to feel his body relax.

Du Tianlu saw the great witch's attitude, but he didn't believe it, and said lightly: "Has the great witch thought about how to explain this to Da Khan?"

The big witch's face was expressionless, and his tone became a little more serious: "Your Highness, don't you still dare to tell the Khan about this?"

Du Tianlu held An Jiarui who was quietly watching in his arms, thinking about what they did, he became more and more angry, but he didn't show it on his face, he just smiled, and his words were like sharp knives: "Since the great witch dare not tell me about this matter Brother, then take care of your people! Don't think about things you shouldn't do."

The big witch was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "Your Highness, do you know who ascended to the Khan throne in the previous life? Who unified the world?"

Du Tianlu had no doubts, and said loudly, "Of course it's me!"

The great witch then said: "So, what is your Highness afraid of?" He seemed to be exhausted, and his words trembled slightly: "Your Highness is the master of the Daikin's destiny, and the glory of the Daikin is tied to His Highness! Even if there are ants If you want to steal the sky and change the sun, Your Highness has nothing to fear."

It can be heard from the words that the Dawu is the real Dutianlu Party.

But Du Tianlu is indeed past that age of credulity, upon hearing the words, he just said: "It would be best if this is the case..." His voice was not heavy, but it was quite powerful: "The great witch should remember this, otherwise... ..."

He stood up, fastened the pockets of the cloak for Jiarui, and said slowly: "Who is sure that the temple will still be..." He took An Jiarui's hand and walked towards the door, his voice was floating in the air: "The family is the only one. "

When he walked out of the temple, only the great witch and Qingchi were left in the room, the great witch did not open his eyes, and said: "Qingchi go and close the door."

Qingchi closed the door obediently, and walked up to the big witch, with an appearance of obediently obeying the instructions.

Qing Chi in white clothes floated behind him, with a look of fun on his face, as if he didn't care about Du Tianlu's departure, contrary to his persistent appearance.

The big witch paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand suddenly, groping to reach Qingchi's face, his knuckles were wide, rough and wrinkled, the touch feeling was very poor, a bit stinging.

But Qingchi remained silent, the big witch was still groping, his eye sockets slowly turned red again, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears fell unexpectedly. He tried not to make a sound, but the big witch still noticed: "Why are you still like this?" Do you like to cry?" There was an unmistakable intimacy in his tone.

Qing Chi remained silent, tears streamed down his face like rain, he bit his lip and kept silent.

The big witch sighed, and suddenly opened his eyes, the eye sockets were empty, a little frightening, but Qingchi was not afraid, but finally couldn't help crying out with a "wow", and subconsciously grabbed the hem of the big witch's clothes, full of tears. It is trust and dependence.

Although the big witch didn't see anything, as if he did, he moved his hand to his head and patted it lightly: "It's so big..."

Qingchi hugged Dawu directly, but his clothes were still wet with tears, sobbing, "I don't want...don't..."

Baiyi Qingchi watched the master-student relationship patiently, tasted some interest, raised his head and said: "I said why is he so powerful today..." He paused for a moment in the big witch's empty eye sockets, and then sighed: "I've never seen you so willing to do it before."

The big witch kept his hands softly comforting Qing Chi, heard Qing Chi's words in white, turned his head to look at him, and showed a soft smile: "There used to be you in the temple...now..." His smile slowly Reining in, he stretched out his hand to touch Qingchi, but his tone changed, and he was a little harsher: "Qingchi, don't act like a child!"

Qingchi raised his head from his embrace, sobbing, but he didn't stop crying: "Master, it's all because of me..." He couldn't speak anymore, and wept softly.

The big witch sighed again: "When will you grow up? When will I hand over the temple to you?"

Qing Chi shook his head and cried: "I don't want it, I want Master to be fine!"

Baiyi Qingchi sneered: "It's rare for you to make a wrong plan, this guy can't live up to your expectations."

Even though Qing Chi was crying, he still turned his head and stared at him, like a puppy stretching out its paws, or like a kitten's fur, it has no deterrent effect, but it makes people feel a little itchy.

Baiyi Qingchi couldn't help but sneered again, full of provocation.

The big witch showed a smile: "That's how I think, so..." He said slowly: "Isn't there you?"

Qingchi in white trembled, if he hadn't been locked up with Qingchi, he would have wished to leave here immediately and escape from the net woven by the great witch's calculations.

Qingchi hugged Dawu tightly with his backhand again, and whispered: "I don't want him! I only want Master!"

The big witch slapped him hard on the head: "How can you get what you want in this world? Don't forget what I told you yesterday! Repeat it to me again."

With tears in Qing Chi's eyes, he sniffled his nose, and Fang said slowly: "Don't meet Mr. An, support His Highness with all your strength, be a qualified great witch, and hide from the world when His Highness ascends to the position of Khan, and seal off the temple. He paused for a moment, then continued: "The prosperity must decline, the temple has reached its peak, it is time to curb its sharpness, and return the sword to its sheath."

Seeing that although he spoke slowly, he repeated it completely, so he showed some satisfaction and said: "You must keep it in your heart, don't forget my entrustment."

Qingchi started sobbing softly again, seeing the corners of Qingchi's eyes twitching slightly, wondering why did Muma fancy him and use him as Qingchi's puppet in this life?

Just mentioning the name feels insulting.

Qing Chi cried and cried, and suddenly looked up at him sensitively...

Qingchi in white shuddered, and abruptly withdrew his eyes, pretending to be indifferent, and kept glancing at Qingchi from the corner of his eye, wary of him coming up to make a move.

Fortunately, Qingchi just glanced at him suspiciously, and then hugged the big witch again, like a father and son.

The big witch seemed not aware of it, and slowly closed his eye sockets again, covering the empty eyes, reached out to touch the clear pool, and whispered as if he was afraid of shocking anyone: "The temple will be handed over to you in the future. Don't let me disappointment."

Qing Chi raised his head to look at the big witch, and said to Ai Ai Qiqi: "Master, do you want to go?"

There was no softness on the face of the big witch, and he was as firm as a rock. Hearing the words, he said unmoved: "How long do you think I can live? Can I still support you for the rest of your life?"

Baiyi Qingchi smiled, as if mocking his words, but also mocking himself.

Qing Chi only looked up at the big witch and said with confidence: "You can live for a long time!"

The big witch paused and rubbed his head, Qingchi lowered his head cooperatively to let him rub, but missed his expression, which seemed to be full of bitterness: "Silly boy."

Qingchi in white swayed aside and said, "Silly boy."

How could he have so much time, not to mention that he was such a glutton, wanting to compete for everything, then he would have to pay the price.

Qingchi didn't understand the unspoken words in Dawu's tone, just hearing what he said, it seemed that he agreed, and a smile broke out on his face with tears.

Like the mountains and rivers after the rain, the sky is clean and clear.

Seeing his appearance, Baiyi Qingchi felt a little intrusive, wishing to tear his happy face, tell him the truth, and see how he collapsed.

That must be delicious, he thought to himself.

But he could still feel the great witch's needle-like attention focused on him, but if there was any abnormal movement, he would feel like Mount Tai was overwhelmed.

This old guy, what have you learned from that hypocritical guy, the optics will hide your clumsiness and kill with one blow, can you learn something better?

He murmured in his heart, but still kept silent very sensiblely, if his previous life...

Qingchi in Baiyi paused for a moment, feeling a little bored suddenly in his heart. The past life was over, and he was the only one who still insisted on letting it go, immersed in the glory of the past, but in the past...he was not that infatuated person either. ?

In the end, nothing was redeemed, watching his lover close his eyes in his arms, watching Du Tianlu ascend the throne and unify the Central Plains, he was full of vigor.

It's a start all over again, nothing more than the soul flies away, and the loved one completely disappears from the world, making this affectionate scene a joke.

Just like the favor of mother, it would have dissipated in an instant.

There is only a trace of obsession, a trace of remnant soul, nostalgia, nostalgia for the world, hoping to see him again, but in the end... things are different, only he is still nostalgic for the past, and everything is different.

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63. Jinjiang debut~

The light rain did not stop, and a fresh air rushed to the face, which made people feel refreshed and felt the vastness of the world.

Du Tianlu took the umbrella from the boy's hand, half embraced An Jiarui, spread the umbrella over their heads, and formed a