Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

The bean-sized rain dripped into the eyes along the broken hair, and the eyelashes blinked lightly, and the water droplets slid down the corners of the eyes to the ears again, which was so beautiful that it made one's heart tremble.

It's a pity that Xiao Ying, who should have admired it, is now full of burning anger, grabbing his hand by the hair with ruthless force, and lifting him up in one breath.

Xu Zhaohe helped him to stand on the ground, but his hair loosened when he was pulled up. Xu Zhaohe wanted to pull him, but he slapped him away.

There was a deep strangle mark on the white wrist, and now it was smeared with a red mark, if it was usual, Xiaoying would have come up to rub it with distress, but now it is just a big group standing in the same place coldly, Xu Zhaohe has no doubt that if it wasn't for the untimed bomb still stalking behind him, Xiaoying would definitely turn his head and run away.

He sighed, and was about to say something, but the hand behind him saw the right moment and wanted to drag him, so angry that Xiaoying waved his hair and slapped it back to the bottom of the cliff completely.

There was no resistance in his hands, but he was also suppressed a lot because of this.

Usually he didn't go too far with the rules, so he just turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye, so as not to push this guy into a hurry, but this time he did too much, he was simply flouting the dungeon rules. The four of them lost control and fell to the ground suddenly, Xu Zhaohe was also safe and sound, so far only one person died in such an S-rank dungeon!

It would be fine if the players themselves were strong, but now because of this unscrupulous intervention, the rules are a bit unbearable.

Xiaoying's strength was deprived again, Hehengjiji turned back into a small ball, and lay down on the ground pretending to be dead.

Xu Zhaohe probably guessed what was going on, so he didn't even think about whether he would die or not, he was only full of pity and self-blame.

He squatted down and held Xiaoying in the palm of his hand, and he didn't mind that he rubbed his face with muddy water, anyway, they were almost the same now, so don't dislike each other.

Xiaoying twisted his body and still looked unhappy, pushing his fingers hard, trying to jump off his hands.

Xu Zhaohe immediately whispered in his ear: "I was wrong, Xiaoying, forgive me."

Xiaoying's hair was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly increased his strength, just like a child who lost his temper.

Xu Zhaohe was wrong first, and had always been patient with him, but this time he couldn't coax him out of his mouth. He knew that at that time, he really wanted to die just like that.

Don't look at him usually looking very positive and studying hard, but he is different from Yanmu.

Yanmu will support himself to live desperately if he finds out one thing, but he just finds something to pass the time in his long and boring life, and he doesn't have a strong desire to live if he can't accomplish anything.

He is quite casual, it doesn't matter if he lives or dies, if it wasn't for that incident at the beginning, he might even completely lose his belief in living.

Although he was already in a critical situation when he was grabbed and dragged down the cliff, it was not a fatal situation. His summoning umbrella machete and many other props hadn't even appeared on the stage yet. He knew it well, and so did Xiaoying.

This time it was indeed his fault. Although he did not abandon him directly, this behavior was no different from it.

If it was him, he would definitely not even want to look at himself if he was suddenly abandoned. Xiaoying was even willing to come to save him, which made him feel touched.

Although he didn't promise it personally, Xiaoying did it and stayed by his side all the time.

Now that I think about it, I was not as good as a beast when I even resisted so casually at that time. Xiaoying really did a lot for him, but he just regarded him as a little ghost to accompany him temporarily, thinking that he would leave someday Now, he can still "live" well, but he forgot that the relationship between them is not one-sided, and the company is two-sided.

He was only worried that he would leave, but he never asked him what he meant. He never thought that since he stayed, he should do his best to fulfill the promise of accompanying him.

He is not a good partner. Compared with Xiaoying who trusts him wholeheartedly, he puts himself on the active side, one word - scum.

Looking at the pitiful clump of hair in his hand, Xu Zhaohe couldn't help but soften his voice, smoothing the hair with his fingers.

"I swear, it won't happen again."

He will not leave without saying goodbye, but will live desperately.

Xiaoying looked up at him, and looked into his eyes seriously and carefully, as if trying to find signs of lying on his face.

God knows that seeing Xu Zhaohe suddenly being pulled into this illusion, he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he tried desperately to find a way to get in, but who knew that when he just entered, he let go of his hand and looked like he was resigned to his fate, so angry that he really wanted to just let it go up.

He carefully held people on top of his heart, but he didn't care about himself at all.Does he have nothing to do to find anger for himself?

But in the end, he was reluctant, so he pulled him up while being angry, angering the rules and even blocking the strength that he had finally regained recently, thinking about it this way made Xiaoying even more aggrieved.

Why?

Is he not good enough for him?Why abandon him?

On the other side, Xu Zhaohe was so distressed when he saw Xiao Yan humming and chirping, he swore to himself that whoever said the word "death" to him in the future, he would be the first to greet him with a slap!

Is it not good to live?What the hell!

Carefully rubbing his hair against his face, Xu Zhaohe's bright eyes were as gentle as water, and he said his promise and caring words one by one, until the corner of his lips accidentally brushed Xiaoying's hair.

Sweet and soft.

Her hair was stiff, and she had long forgotten her anger. The reddened hair that brushed against the corners of her lips was curled and curled, and then she quietly stuffed it under her body, slowly reminiscing about it.

There was no movement of Xiaoying in his hand, Xu Zhaohe looked at it from a distance, saw that he was slumped into a cake and looked limp, thought it was the sequelae of being suppressed by the rules, and looked over and over worriedly until the usual The shameless hair was so embarrassing to look at, it lay on his neck and refused to come down.

Xu Zhaohe is now an old father who has done wrong things with a guilty conscience and indulged his children. Seeing this, he let him go, and saw that the four people lying next to him just now were missing, but he hadn't left the illusion, so he walked forward See if there are any other leads.

Brother Zhao, who rekindled his fighting spirit, took out the black umbrella. Although his whole body was wet, he could no longer be drenched in Xiaoying.

Xiaoying hugged his neck, only to belatedly realize that Zhaozhao was wearing a wedding gown. Although it was stained by muddy water, it was still so beautiful!

Hey, although it's not as good-looking as the one he wore for him back then, shouldn't he also find some red to suit the occasion?

"Whoa, whoa—"

"Zhao Zhao, can you give me a red cloth strip?" '

One by one, Xu Zhaohe was in a state of wanting to make it up to him, tearing a piece off his sleeve without even asking.

Xiao Ying looked very happy, Mei Zizi took the red cloth and tied it to the tip of her tail, flicked it and asked Xu Zhao and him if it was okay.

Xu Zhaohe smiled until his eyes narrowed, and he didn't need to think sweetly, "It's pretty, my little one is the prettiest."

"Hey!"

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The sky was dark, with only the sound of rainstorm hitting and splashing in his ears, Xu Zhaohe walked forward based on his impression, and was undoubtedly lost.

Brother Zhao has been good at everything since he was a child, except for one thing. He has a good memory and can draw the map completely, but as soon as he walks, he will definitely get lost.

Both his parents were doing geographic surveys, but he couldn't even tell the difference between east, west, north, and south.

Xu Zhaohe stood there silently, and finally even thought about throwing a branch to resign himself to fate, when suddenly he heard footsteps coming from far and near.

He hid behind a tree, and after a while, he saw several villagers running over a small puddle, and hurriedly followed them.

The few people in front ran back to the village in one breath, and one of them cursed: "What the hell is the weather, it's been raining and you can't even see the sun!"

Another big man comforted him: "Forget it, anyway, the rain won't hinder us from doing business."

After he finished speaking, several men looked at each other and laughed wretchedly. The man stopped scolding, and followed them into the village swaggeringly.

Seeing that the few people were completely gone, Xu Zhaohe came out from behind the wall. He had an intuition that what the villagers said should be related to the abducted girl. If he followed up at this moment, he might be able to find more clues .

However, Xu Zhaohe turned his head and looked at Xiaoying who was sitting on his shoulder with a red cloth tied upright. Brother Zhao, who was concerned, became very life-threatening. This illusion was very dangerous, so he hesitated.

In the end, Xiaoying patted his chin to comfort him, "It's all right, I'm here!" '

Xu Zhaohe smiled and rubbed against him, but he still clenched his machete and walked into the village. Unexpectedly, the first people he met were the old acquaintance village head and Mr. Liu.

He hid in a shadow, and listened to the two of them saying that the girl who had just buried her was fine, but she couldn't stand it.

As they talked, the two laughed maliciously, and the village chief asked, "Is there anything good recently?"

Mr. Liu stroked his chin: "Yes, there are, but they are all booked out, so they can't come here."

The village chief looked dissatisfied, so Master Liu smiled again and said, "The one at Erzhu's house, isn't it 'Kefu'?"

Hearing what he said, the village chief immediately reacted, followed his words and licked the corner of his mouth, squinting, "That's not it."

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There are only two brothers in Li Erzhu's family, and his parents left early, leaving only Erzhu with his younger brother. Life is very difficult.

But no matter how hard it is, you have to marry a daughter-in-law.

So Erzhu spent all their family savings, and finally after three beautiful girls came to the village, he married one of them——Hehua.

As the name suggests, the lotus man looks like water and water. Some people in the village wanted to "exchange" with Erzhu, but he refused.

Turning into the ravine with Yingzi and Xiaoxiao, Hehua was desperate, but later she found that although her husband could not read a few characters, he was different from other men in the village and really loved her.

Seeing that Yingzi and Xiaoxiao were gradually being tortured into a state of disrepair, He Hua stopped thinking about running away. It happened that she was pregnant at that time, so she just thought about living like this.

But accidents are always in an instant, she had a miscarriage, and not long after, the only husband in the family who could protect her also died unexpectedly.

There was only a beautiful woman who had lost shelter and a half-grown child left in the tile house. The men in the village naturally set their eyes on her, but they had their own set of rules and did not touch her.

Until the village head and several clan uncles agreed on the date of the "happy event", the men in the village burst into joy.

……

Xu Zhaohe carefully avoided the villagers. The flow of time in the illusion was different. Some unimportant but small clues kept skipping until the important nodes would return to normal, just like acting in a movie.

And it was only then that he discovered that the lotus house was actually the place where he was staying now, but he didn't know what happened to her and Er Zhu's younger brother Er Xi.

He looked in carefully, listening to their conversation, the village chief seemed to want to do something to her, and what was the "happy event" he said?

"who are you?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, Xu Zhaohe subconsciously clenched the machete in his hand, time seemed to stand still, he could only hear his heart beating powerfully in his ears.

He was right, this time he no longer viewed the past from the perspective of God, but directly participated in it.

He turned around little by little, the red wedding dress made his cheeks blush, his eyes were bright and sparkling, and everyone who looked at him was stunned.

The half-grown child pointed at him and stammered: "You—you look so good-looking!"

Xu Zhaohe frowned, unsure: "Er Xi?"