Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

After nightfall, both of them had nothing to do, Yan Qiaotian felt the strong anger in Wu Fuqian's eyes, he didn't know what kind of feeling it was, a man who used to love him to death, but now he was full of anger towards himself. Hatred, Yan Qiaotian thinks, this is probably retribution.

Two days later when no one found him, Wu Fuqian finally felt uncomfortably hungry and weak. Even if his acupoints were not sealed, he had no energy to argue with Yan Qiaotian anymore.

He looked at Yan Qiaotian weakly and said, "You haven't eaten for so many days, yet you are acting like a normal person. No wonder you can become the head of the family."

How could Yan Qiaotian not be hungry, but he was better at concealing it than Wu Fuqian, he smiled helplessly at the corner of his mouth and said, "Hmph, you know me better than I do."

"Hey, let me say, can you unlock my acupoints, can I still pose any threat to you now?" Wu Fuqian also smiled bitterly.

Yan Qiaotian got up and walked slowly in front of him. These days, he could only see Wu Fuqian's old side when he was asleep, but at this moment, Wu Fuqian showed a little warmth from the past. I couldn't help but startled.

He squatted down slowly in front of Wu Fuqian, and asked calmly, "Will you still kill me?"

Wu Fuqian smiled like a dandy in the past, and said, "Of course not, unless you..." As he spoke, his eyes slowly moved down, and then he stared at a certain point and smiled, "Unless you also want to seduce me."

Yan Qiaotian stared at Wu Fuqian's eyes, and didn't speak for a while, a strange look flashed in his eyes, Wu Fuqian was a little confused.

"Wu Fuqian, you want to kill me wholeheartedly, but have you ever thought about why you and I are here? Also, why are you injured?" Yan Qiaotian asked with deep eyes.

Wu Fuqian replied without thinking, "Hmph, of course you want to kill me, that's why you fell into this abyss with me."

"If I wanted to kill you, why would I let you talk so much?" Yan Qiaotian faintly looked angry.

"Perhaps you feel that you owe me too much. If you kill me, people in the world will only despise you?" Wu Fuqian still had a nonchalant expression, but Yan Qiaotian in front of him had a different expression. , he got closer to Wu Fugan, grabbed his collar, and said displeasedly: "Wu Fugan, you really don't remember anything?"

Wu Fuqian stared at Yan Qiaotian's wrist, and said with a faint smile, "You are the head of Yan University, you haven't eaten for so many days, yet you still have so much strength. It seems that I am also doomed this time."

Yan Qiaotian threw Wu Fuqian on the ground heavily, and untied his acupoints, then got up and turned around, gently closed his eyes and said, "Hmph, I should have forgotten it a long time ago."

Yan Qiaotian walked to a slightly damp stone not far away and sat down. Apart from under Wu Fugan's body, it might be difficult to find a dry place to sit. Yan Qiaotian had no time to care about the bottom of his buttocks. He just looked at Wu Fuqian coldly and remained silent.

Wu Fuqian probably exhausted too much energy in his body. He didn't even have the strength to get up at this moment. He panted slightly and took out a strange thing from his waist. It looked like a gourd from a distance, but it looked like a xun when viewed up close. , It looks like it should be able to blow, Wu Fuqian struggled to get up curiously, put the strange thing under his mouth, and blew lightly, and it made a piercing sound.

Yan Qiaotian watched all this silently until Wu Fuqian also stared at him suspiciously.

"This... is this mine?" Wu Fuqian asked.

Yan Qiaotian smiled coldly and said, "If it's not yours, is it mine?"

"This thing is really strange, it can still make a sound." Wu Fuqian played with the strange thing, put it under his mouth again, and blew out the sound softly, which made Wu Fugan very happy. With enough strength, he stood up and blew the thing even more joyfully, until Yan Qiaotian yelled in displeasure: "Don't you think the sound made by this thing is too harsh? Are you afraid of attracting wild beasts?"

Wu Fuqian didn't care about the other party's displeasure, but said to himself: "Haha, maybe someone will come to rescue us after blowing like this?" Changing lanes, "No, I just came to save me and not you. I hope you will die here like this."

"You want me to die so much?" Yan Qiaotian lowered her head and said desolately.

Wu Fuqian looked at Yan Qiaotian's downcast eyes, and a trace of unbearable feeling flashed in his heart, as if a thin and long needle had been pierced heavily in his heart, his eyes felt a little wet.

"I..." Wu Fuqian himself didn't know what was wrong with him, the man in front of him was his mother-killing enemy, why did he feel reluctant to part with him?

Wu Fuqian put down the strange thing, walked slowly to the hay and sat down, said awkwardly: "Since you are my mother-killing enemy, how can I let you die so easily, hmph."

"Do you think you can kill me with your martial arts?" Yan Qiaotian raised his head and asked calmly.

Wu Fuqian shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Why don't you try it when I'm healthy?"

"Okay, if we can escape, I will definitely give you this chance." Yan Qiaotian looked up at the gradually sinking sky outside the mouth of the big bowl, and his heart was already up and down.

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After a few more days, neither Yan Qiaotian nor Wu Fugan spoke. This was not only for them to conserve energy, but also because they really didn't know what to say. It was gone forever, Yan Qiaotian felt deeply lost.

"Angkor, are you down here?" Just as night was about to fall one day, a familiar voice came from outside the bowl-sized hole above his head.

It was the voice of the hustle and bustle, a voice that even Yan Qiaotian could hear, how could Wu Fuqian not hear it.

Yan Qiaotian saw Wu Fuqian's originally pale face became agitated, he seemed to have tried his best, and shouted: "Xiao'er is me or me, come and save me."

The loud noise shattered all Yan Qiaotian's delusions. Wu Fuqian had never shouted loudly in front of him when Wu Fuqian was sober, but now his eyes could no longer accommodate others except the noisy noise.

With the help of Chen Xiao and Wuyou, both Wu Fuqian and Yan Qiaotian escaped from the predicament. When they stood in the middle of the endless desert, Yan Qiaotian had a new understanding of Chen Xiao's persistence.

At a glance, there is nothing here except for the sand flying all over the sky. How determined the people who can find this place must be.

"How long have you been looking for?" Yan Qiaotian ignored the two who were kissing me and turned to look at Wuyou and asked.

Wuyou also looked at the two of them with a wry smile, then stared at Yan Qiaotian and replied, "It's not too long, and it's not too short, as long as it's something he wants to do, I will definitely help him."

"Wouldn't it be a loss to pay without complaint or regret?" Yan Qiaotian asked.

"There is no loss or loss in feelings." Wuyou looked Yan Qiaotian up and down and said, "It seems that he has forgotten you, no wonder, you don't like him, maybe it is a good thing to forget you, Because you will only cause him pain."

Yan Qiaotian sighed deeply, then turned his head to look at the sun that was gradually setting in the west, a gust of wind blew past, and a few mischievous sandstones flew into his eyes, he closed his eyes unconsciously, the few grains of sand Shi quickly fell with tears from the corners of his eyes.