The decent boss always wants to attack me

Bai Qing was very frantic.

Favorability stopped at 50, and the blackening value had risen to 70.

But he couldn't figure out where the problem was!

[Host don't panic, I'll teach you!You do what I say! ! 】

502 has a successful precedent. Bai Qing admits that the system is better than him in this regard, so the young master hastily asked for advice.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chu Xiu couldn't hold back his expression again, and there was a faint sullen look on his face.

Bai Qing frowned a little bit, with a strange expression.

502 couldn't help urging him: [Host, tell me quickly, stop dawdling!The protagonist is about to explode! 】

It's kind of hard to say...

[Listen to me, you're right! 】

Bai Qing: ...

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The young master's heart swelled, his crimson lips parted slightly, he bit his lower lip lightly, and said softly, "I'm afraid..."

A cold and utter face showed such a cautious and pitiful expression that no one could stand it.

502 is very confident.

Chu Xiu looked at it seriously, besides not wanting to miss the cold and arrogant face that showed such a look because of him, he really wanted to know what Bai Qing would say.

Bai Qing glanced at him quietly, lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he continued: "I... afraid that you will leave me."

In the silence, the young master seemed to be able to hear the beating heart of the young man in front of him.

Bai Qing raised his head to the sky and screamed: No! ! !

This quest line has developed in increasingly strange directions.

Before the mournful howl was over, he saw the progress bar above Chu Xiu's head collapsed, just like the old TV's poor signal, the red was very high, and the black was very high.

The young master's heart also fluctuated up and down following the progress bar of the jumping machine.

502, he he he... is he broken?

【Host! 】

Bai Qing shut his mouth.

Although the favorability progress bar exploded, Chu Xiu still adhered to the principle of facial paralysis until the end of his life. He didn't show much expression, but his eyes flickered, which was scary.

The young master panicked.

After a hard and long wait, the progress bar finally stopped slowly, and the sound of the system in his head blew him up.

【Ding!Mission target blackening value -80, gray ending warning! 】

502! !Don't you fucking scare me suddenly! !

[The host... I can't help it, this value is really a bit high, the system automatically prompts. 】

Bai Qing said angrily: Your number is gone!

502 also stopped: [The system doesn't know what's going on...]

As soon as the progress bar stopped, Chu Xiu showed a weird smile, and his voice was as cold as when we first met: "Bai Qing, is it true that you said you were afraid of leaving me?"

The coolness rising from the soles of the feet spread to the forehead, and Bai Qing's hairs stood on end.

Too, so ma'am terrible!

Dilemma.

Saying it's true means he really doesn't want to leave Chu Xiu, and saying it's not true means he lied to Chu Xiu.

Bai Qing felt that his brain was about to burst.

Speaking of which, what did he do to hurt the world and hurt Chu Xiu? Before he even took the first step, he was going to be cold before he even went to the Seven Mist Gate?

Seven fog gates!

That's right, Chu Xiu didn't go to Qiwumen, it must be because of this incident that he has a grudge against him!

As long as the little ancestor can successfully go to the Qiwu Gate, he will definitely be able to reduce the blackening value!

The young master took a deep breath and smiled: "Yes, I will accompany you to Qiwumen when I feel better in two days!"

The smile on the young man's lips deepened, and he said in a low voice: "Accompany me? Bai Qing, as the head disciple of Master Shuang, don't you want to go?"

Bai Qing knew that he was stupid again, so he hurriedly corrected him: "Go! Of course we will, let's go together!!"

While talking, he observed the expression of the little ancestor, for fear that Chu Xiu would be unhappy and tie him up and drag him into the small dark room.

But the boy seemed to know that he would say that, and the smile on his lips became more ironic.

He said, "Did you say that out of fear?"

Bai Qing was at a loss for words, and whispered: "...I'm not, I don't."

Chu Xiu's eyes became more indifferent: "Then you just hate me."

......

How did he say such coquettish words with such a cold expression?

The person in front of him still had a fierce face, so Bai Qing had no choice but to stammer: "I...I don't hate you, how could I hate you..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Xiu's complexion changed suddenly, his fingertips were clasped on the table and turned blue, and the hoarse cough raised Bai Qing's little heart to his throat.

He hurried over to help Chuxiu, but felt a sticky blood on the back of the man with his hand.

The little ancestor was injured!

Bai Qing's head suddenly became a mess, and the messy memory fragments pieced together scenes in his mind.

Chu Xiu had just built the foundation, and it would not be so easy to go up the mountain, but he rescued him from the bandits at night and wiped out the bandits' den.

This wave of operations with explosive intensity, it would be abnormal if he was not injured!

Bai Qing tripped over something when he walked out in a state of anxiety, there was a crackling sound, and he heard the boy yelling at him within a few steps.

"Where are you going!?"

There was a hint of panic in this angry shout.

The young master's wooden fish head obviously couldn't hear it, so he turned his head and whispered to Chu Xiu: "I'll go buy medicine for you and find a doctor."

Chu Xiu loosened his hand supporting the table, and saw that the man walked out the door without waiting for him to speak, and stood up as soon as he slapped the table.

"return!"

The poor wooden table seemed to be smashed by him, Bai Qing's body froze, he stood still and did not dare to move.

The boy turned his face away, clenched and loosened his fists, and his voice slowed down a lot: "There is medicine in the room."

The young master secretly heaved a sigh of relief, the lingering sound of that angry shout seemed to be still echoing in the room.

He couldn't help lowering his head and muttering: "There is medicine, there is medicine, what are you shouting at?"

When the voice as thin as mosquito silk came out of his mouth, Chu Xiu's breathing stagnated, and his face instantly smelled like a stone in the gutter.

Bai Qing thought he didn't hear, walked around the room and asked, "Where is the medicine?"

In the silent room, he seemed to hear the sound of Chu Xiu grinding his teeth.

The eldest young master hastily poured a glass of water and handed it to Chu Xiu, and said softly, "Drink some water, it's okay, I have good eyesight, you can find me even if you forget."

Chu Xiu didn't take the water he handed over, and after repeated deep breaths, his voice became strangely gentler.

He tried his best to control the tone of his speech, and said softly: "The medicine is in the box."

Chu Xiu's appearance made Bai Qing even more frightened.

The reason why he is mentally ill is all suppressed, and his appearance shows that he is forbearing.

As for what he was enduring, maybe he was enduring himself not to kick himself into the air.

This point, Bai Qing is very self-aware.

Nervously following the direction of his little ancestor's hand, he found some bottles and jars in the red sandalwood leaf silver box, as well as many torn silk and satin cloth strips.

Bai Qing touched his left shoulder. Chu Xiu took care of the injuries on his body very meticulously. If he didn't move too much, he almost thought he was not injured.

The young master moved the small box in front of Chu Xiu: "Which bottle do you use?"

Chu Xiu took a small black porcelain bottle inside, and Bai Qing's concerned eyes were reflected on the surface of the bottle, he moved his eyes away: "Turn around."

Bai Qing was a little annoyed by this order. The little ancestor's eyes were disgusting that he was useless. He touched the tip of his nose and said awkwardly: "Shall I help you?"

The boy froze for a moment, then refused: "No need."

Bai Qing did not give up: "Is it really not necessary?"

If I don't help, my conscience will be aching.

Chu Xiu was indifferent to Bai Qing's persistence: "I don't need your help, just turn around."

The young master suddenly remembered that the little ancestor seemed to be a bit of a clean freak.

He turned around and pricked up his ears, only to hear the sound of cloth rubbing against each other, and Chu Xiu's slightly heavy breathing through his nose.

Bai Qing pretended to be casual and asked, "How did you get hurt?"

The person behind him paused and lowered the corner of his mouth, but his voice could not hear any emotion: "You don't have to feel guilty, my injury has nothing to do with saving you."

When he said this, Bai Qing felt even more guilty.

The young man wrapped the strip of cloth around his ribs a few times with his hands, and his back was soaked with sweat in an instant.

Bai Qing's expression froze, and he asked with a stern face: "Could you have also fallen for the bandit leader's Migusan?"

His tone didn't look like he was joking, he was serious after a long time, Chu Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then a cold light shone in his eyes: "Migusan?"

The little ancestor sounded like he didn't know what it was, and Bai Qing said angrily: "Yes, this medicine is really strong, and the taste is so strong that I almost shut it down."

The people behind did not speak.

Bai Qing didn't notice the treacherous atmosphere, and continued to complain: "Those people are despicable, really hateful, if I didn't play dirty tricks, how could I lose to them!"

There was a breeze in my ears.

Chu Xiu walked up to Bai Qing, looked down at him, his eyes were full of inquiry.

"Bai Qing, what happened after you got Migusan?"

The Eldest Young Master was startled by the face plate that suddenly moved in front of him, his waist was just touching the edge of the table, the table shook for a while, and a table full of tea dripped onto the floor.

The little ancestor had a smile on his lips, and his voice was gentle, but it was more intimidating than his fierce yelling.

Bai Qing smacked his lips, a little nervous: "I escaped after that, and then I ran into you."

With heavy eyes, Chu Xiu stretched out his hand and lightly poked his shoulder: "To be honest, I don't like you lying to me."

Bai Qing's eyes widened. Didn't the little ancestor think that he was just pretending to be injured...

He pulled the white gauze wrapped around the wound, and when his fingertips touched it, he felt a burning pain. He frowned and said, "I didn't lie to you, and I didn't mean to get lost."

Bai Qing's way of understanding has always been okay.

Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked over his shoulder.

There was a faint dangerous aura in his eyes, like a beast in the forest.

He suddenly increased his voice, and said sharply: "People who have been infected with Migusan will lose their ability to move, so who bandaged your wound?"

Chu Xiu spoke loudly, and Bai listened to panic, and his mind was a little out of sorts.

"hurt?"

The dazed young master was about to speak when he heard 502's voice like thunder.

【Host!Be careful!Chu Xiu's expression now said: Who the hell touched you? 】

???

Bai Qing thought she was deaf: What the hell?

Wouldn't he die if others didn't bandage his wound?Is the little ancestor wishing for him to die? !

How to solve this problem?

I'm sorry, others bandaged me up so I can survive, next time I will try my best not to let others touch me, not to die in front of you?

【...】

This host is really not good.

502 babbled a lot in his mind, he raised his head doubtfully, with a confused expression.

The eldest young master pressed his temples hard, looking as if he couldn't remember anything, he said aggrievedly: "Chu Xiu, I can't remember."