ghost in the book

What the hell is he implying? Is "that person" the mastermind behind all this, but why does everyone keep his name secret?

In the past two years, he was forced to grow rapidly. From the humble idea of ​​filling his own stomach, he began to consider the survival of a world and even the entire human race.Such pressure is not insignificant.He has accepted such a fate and is no different from others, but now even the people around him are suspicious, so what's the point of such a life?

Thinking of this, Wu Luo's face darkened.

Seeing this, the tall man who had been standing beside him bent slightly, stretched out his hand to press his shoulder, so that the two of them faced each other, eye to eye, thoughtful breath, lips close.

109. Tucao 97: Talking like a cloud...

Why are the final bosses hidden in the city?

Langya's face was solemn, he looked at Wu Luo, and said every word seriously: "I will not betray you."

Overwhelmed by the momentum, the young man couldn't help but froze for a while, and finally smiled. "I know. So, no matter where the world is, I will find you back."

"So, I also promise, Huangquanbiluo, I will bring you back." The man solemnly swore, there was no joke in his expression, and the feeling of certainty convinced Wu Luo in an instant, making him believe that even if he dies, he cannot Separate the two.

"Okay." The two looked at each other and smiled without further words.

After turning away his eyes, Wu Luo remembered the fox bead, and carefully reached out his hand to catch it in the palm of his hand.According to what Qing Ming said, this is a treasure that can save his life.

After carefully guarding it in his arms, the young man raised his head to meet Langya's paralyzed face and smiling phoenix eyes, then smiled contentedly, and raised his head to the sky full of stars.At this moment, his heart was very peaceful, probably because he was very full. For many years, his chest seemed to be missing a big piece, and today it was finally filled.

The young man took a few deep breaths of the fresh night air, turned to look at the man beside him, and said, "Let's go home."

The man didn't answer, and there was no need to answer, but just nodded silently as always.

After returning to Xiangchenxuan, Roumomo and Hao Ziyao decided to play all night, saying that they hadn't seen Wu Luo for a long time, and they wanted to play as much as they could.The young man thought about going to Jimu's house for dinner the next night, and had nothing else to do immediately, so he agreed.

Fortunately, it is a detached house, otherwise it would definitely disturb the neighbors.The six of them quarreled all night, and they went back to their rooms to go to bed at dawn.

The young man climbed back to his long-lost carved wooden bed, and murmured, "Is Sajia really old... I can't even stay up late..."

Hearing the word "Sajia" and seeing Wu Luo twisting himself in the middle of the bed like a silkworm baby, even a man with a paralyzed face couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and then tucked the corners of the quilt for him.When he finished these actions and was about to turn around to pour a glass of water, the young man suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Lang Ya looked at the young man who hesitated to speak in some confusion, and asked him with his eyes: What's wrong?

"Uh...it's okay, it's okay!" The young man let go of his hand awkwardly, and after confirming that Langya had left the bedroom, he threw his palm on his chest, "I was almost ashamed...fortunately, I didn't say don't go... cut... still Love me, don't go~ If you say, you don't love me~"

After not sleeping all night and today he was too excited and drank a little wine, Wu Luo became a little nervous, and even sang while talking to himself.Then the more I sang, the happier I became, and I was still deeply moved: Damn, is it easy for me to grow up so big!Is it easy to escape from death!It's good luck to come back unscathed!Really happy!Hey!Bazaar black!

Lang Ya's footsteps were petrified as he walked to the door with a water glass...

This sleep lasted until six o'clock in the afternoon.

The young man originally planned to spend more time with the girl under the bed, but the song of the big-faced cat that loves fish rang out from his mobile phone as if urging him to death.

"Ah...it's Jimu..." He murmured, squinting his eyes to answer the phone, "Oh... okay...well, I didn't sleep much after playing high last night...it's okay, fine...I'll Let’s set off soon... What kind of horse? It’s 06:30 in the afternoon?! What kind of horse? You’ve already arrived at the door?! Hey, hey! Wait a minute!”

Wu Luo took the phone and wrapped the quilt around his body, jumped up and rushed towards the gate with his slippers on.I promised to go to someone's house for dinner, but when they came to pick me up, I was still on the bed... The young man was a little ashamed of his behavior, and ran away in a panic.He opened the door and rushed to Jimu with a smirk, then asked Panxi to make some tea for Jimu, and ran back to the bedroom to get dressed.

Seeing Wu Luo in such distress, Xiang Jimu couldn't help laughing a few times: "It's okay, our mother won't be in a hurry, take your time!"

"Okay! Got it!" The young man's voice came faintly through the bedroom door.

Langya watched all this with cold eyes, didn't say anything, but his expression didn't look very happy.

Because there are too many people in Xiangchenxuan now, we can't take all of them to Xiang's house, and Wu Luo doesn't want to favor one person over another, so he left a few hundred yuan for Pan Xi, and asked everyone to go out to eat instead of waiting for him.Then, they got into the car with Xiang Jimu.

The moment he opened the door, Xiang Jimu turned his head to look at Lang Ya who was standing silently at the door, and silently gave him a triumphant smile.

When Xiang's mother met Wu Luo, she was as enthusiastic as ever, prepared a large table of meals, and tried her best to ask her son to bring him some meat dishes, saying that it had been a long time since I hadn't seen him, and he suffered a lot. How can this be done?

After the meal, Xiang's mother went to the wine cellar to take out a bottle of good wine that she had just obtained recently, and filled it up for the two of them with a smile.

After drinking two cups, the young man realized that the alcohol content was not low. In order to prevent himself from getting too drunk, he waved his hand quickly and refused to pour him another drink.

"It's rare to come across this kind of good wine, and it's not someone else's house, so you're welcome." He sent a message to his mother, and the young man had to drink another glass.

By the time of the fourth cup, he was already a little bit powerless, afraid that his mind would stop functioning, so the young man had no choice but to resort to his trump card, "I can't get drunk, otherwise why... I will run that trip for you..."

"What run?" Mother Xiang was a little puzzled.

Xiang Jimu smiled and shook his head, not seeing the influence of alcohol on him at all, "It's okay, Mom, I just want Xiaoluobo to help me, didn't I tell you?"

Xiang Mu nodded with a vague understanding, and didn't ask any more questions.Her son is young and promising, sensible and filial, and will not do unreliable things, so he has no reason to ask more.So she continues to watch her son and Wu-ro drink cup after cup.

Soon, the young man, who was too drunk to drink, was so drunk that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north. Just like that, he still stood up with support, and said vaguely that it was time to go back.

Seeing this, Xiang mother patted his head lovingly, "It's okay, you can stay here tonight, the room has been cleaned up. Ji Mu said, I haven't seen you for a long time, it doesn't matter what happens this time." You have to talk all night...you child, you have been so strong since you were a child, alas..."

When Wu Luo wanted to say something more, Xiang Jimu had already helped him and walked straight to the bedroom. He looked down at the young man with a smile on his face and said, "It's okay, you have a good rest at my place today, and you will fly directly to the bedroom tomorrow." Sending you to England, I have prepared all the luggage and funds for the journey, how about it?"

At this time, the young man was almost powerless to think, he just agreed reflexively and vaguely.

Putting Wu Luo on the bed, Xiang Jimu carefully took off his shoes, socks and coat, and covered him with the quilt.After doing all this, he sat quietly by the bed, looking at the young man's face in deep sleep, his eyes were gloomy like a pool of stagnant water.

Seeing a few strands of hair on Wu Luo's face, he reached out to brush them off, but accidentally touched the young man's soft lips.The touch of the fingers is so surprisingly wonderful, the temperature made Xiang Jimu linger for a while, and then couldn't help observing carefully.Wu Luo doesn't look outstanding, but looking at his facial features together makes people feel very comfortable.

At this time, those two beautiful lips opened and closed, faintly listening, like the word "Don't go".Xiang Jimu's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't know what he was thinking.And when he finally heard the young man repeatedly chanting in his sleep the name of the person who was not to leave, his expression was as terrifying as if he had been frozen by ice.He stood up and strode out the door.

That night.

In Xiangjia's basement with top-notch sound insulation, almost inaudible voices could be heard.

"How does it feel to see the sun again?" This is a male voice without human emotion.

After a while, a female voice with a seductive voice but a little unsteady tone said: "...very good."

"That's good." The man's tone didn't change, but his tone was a bit strange, which made people shudder. "You know what a price it is... If you don't feel good, how can you do it?"

The female voice from before paused for a while, as if digesting the true meaning of the sentence, and then spoke again after a while: "I don't know what price my lord is talking about?"

"What do you think?" The man casually threw the question back like he was playing prey. "The former patriarch, wouldn't you be naive to think that the price of the three-flavored elixir is very simple? Or is it so naive to think that you can pretend to ignore the world by handing everything over to a successor who has only a thousand years of practice? Or, naively thought that ...Will disobedience to this seat have a good end? Your clansmen, including your useless younger brother—will have a good end?"

At the end, the woman fell to the ground with a plop.

Just then, the third one is somewhat androgynous