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Zhuang Qiu's hand splits instantly.

Before Ji Qingning's face was covered with heat, he saw Zhuang Qiu standing behind him.

"Huh? What do you do?"

"Take you to eat something delicious."

The ever-burning lights lifted into the sky, illuminating the boundless night.

Zhuang Qiu pushed Ji Qingning through the endless stream of people.

……

At midnight, Zhuang Qiu took Ji Qingning to that street as agreed.

A carriage came slowly, as if afraid of falling, the speed of the carriage was very slow.

And it happened to stop in front of Ji Qingning after dinner.

"Where are Sujuan and the others?" Zhuang Qiu looked at it with some doubts.

"They have already gone back. While waiting for you, I will tell them to let them go first."

"That's it." Zhuang Qiu showed a smile, leaned into Ji Qingning's ear and said, "If I ride in the same carriage with you, then I will be a widow."

"Ziqiu, there is no such thing as a lonely man and a widowed man. As men, am I afraid of what Ziqiu will do to me?"

What Zhuang Qiu said really wanted to do something to him.

But obviously right now is not the time to talk about this matter, Ji Qingning was already sleepy and yawned several times.

"Do you want me to carry you up or carry you up." Zhuang Qiu asked.

"Is there no third option?"

"No."

"Then I choose to hold it. If you want to carry it, you will hit me."

As soon as Ji Qingning's voice fell, Zhuang Qiu directly hugged Ji Qingning by the waist.

Ji Qingning wraps his arms around Zhuang Qiu's neck, silently letting him carry him into the carriage.

Zhuang Qiu put the person away, jumped down and put the wheelchair on the carriage.

Zhuang Qiu looked at the deserted street, feeling somewhat uneasy. Although he could look at Ji Qingning with his spiritual sense, but he wasn't by Ji Qingning's side, he couldn't act immediately when he encountered any danger.

So he asked, "Do you want me to go back with you?"

Zhuang Qiu did not expect Ji Qingning to agree, after all he is not a person who particularly likes others to take care of him.

But to Zhuang Qiu's surprise, Ji Qingning replied: "Then how do you go home."

"My qinggong is very good, just fly back."

"Okay, then you come up."

When Zhuang Qiu sat in Ji Qingning's carriage, he was still a little confused.

Why do you feel that Ji Qingning is particularly easy to talk about today?

Do you want to go too far?

Zhuang Qiu laughed and said, "You are really not afraid of what I will do, but now you have broken your throat and no one will come to rescue you."

Ji Qingning lay lazily on the horse, his eyes were steamed because of sleepiness, he lazily looked at Zhuang Qiu, quite seductive.

"I know that General Jiang only has the courage to say nasty words but not the courage to do things, so stop saying those words, it will only make people laugh."

Zhuang Qiu moved closer to Ji Qingning, got very close, lowered his voice and said, "Qingning, are you forcing me to do something?"

Ji Qingning replied firmly, "You won't."

Zhuang Qiu shrugged.

Well, he really won't.

It was not in his nature to take advantage of others.

Although he was taken advantage of by others, it didn't affect him from continuing to be a decent person.

Maybe he does have some ideas in his heart, but to implement them, the rational Zhuang Qiu doesn't have the guts.

Ji Qingning's hair was a little disheveled, and he yawned again.

As if to refresh himself, Ji Qingning suddenly suggested: "Would you like to play a game?"

"what game?"

"It's better to play word solitaire. I will say the first half of the poem, and you will end with my poem. For the last poem, I will read the poem with your last word. How about it?"

"Of course. I'm a few years older than you. Let me let you, the national teacher, start first."

"The mist in the surrounding suburbs is scattered, and half of the toads are born when opening an account."

"I was born to meet Lord Yao and Shun, and if I can't bear it, I will say goodbye forever."

"A farewell gift is only for self-love, and I will give you a skirt after opening the box."

"The crony gradually widens and will not be destroyed, but it makes people haggard for Yixiao."

Ji Qingning said softly: "Ziqiu, how can your poems be so sad for spring and autumn? Look at you, you are not a miserable person whom I still feel pity for."

"The national teacher knows that I am not miserable, I am miserable, I am forty years old, but I have no confidant, and I have to sleep in a cold and hard bed in winter, don't you think I am miserable these days?"

Ji Qingning said: "Could it be that Ziqiu misses women, that's why the poems are beautiful."

"How can the national teacher say that? Is there any man in the world who doesn't want it? Do you want it?"

Ji Qingning was stopped by the question, he shook his head and said: "I have nothing on my mind, I don't know how to talk about love."

"Qingning, you didn't answer my poem just now."

"...Yes, I forgot for a while, and I ask Ziqiu to punish me."

"What if I told you to kiss me?"

Ji Qingning paused for a moment, then straightened his face and said, "Are you making fun of me again?"

"What is Qingning talking about? Don't you want to abide by the rules you set? Besides, since you said that it's okay to be lonely and widowed, you are not afraid. Between friends, kissing is used to express difficult confidant feelings. There's something wrong."

A troubled look appeared on Ji Qingning's face.

Seeing this, Zhuang Qiu immediately said: "It's just a game, there's no need to do this. If you lose, you lose. If you don't follow the rules, I won't tell you anything. Okay, let's pretend it never happened. Let's continue playing."

Zhuang Qiu's words just had the opposite effect, and Ji Qingning, who was still struggling, suddenly became firm.

With his eyes closed, he supported his body with both hands and kissed Zhuang Qiu's face.

But Zhuang Qiu didn't seem to realize that he just turned his head, and the lips of the two bumped into each other.

It's like throwing a little spark in a powder keg.

In an instant, a chain reaction was triggered.

Zhuang Qiu was indeed dumbfounded at that moment, but instinct made him respond.

He easily pried open Ji Qingning's jaw, and was so enthusiastic that he sucked in oxygen roughly.

His hands were restless, he touched Ji Qingning's neck down, kneaded his waist for a long time, and untied his girdle, Zhuang Qiu's hands continued to go down, and touched the smooth and soft thighs.

Ji Qingning suddenly woke up.

He violently pushed Zhuang Qiu away.

The atmosphere in the air changed again and again, until now it was deadlocked.

Zhuang Qiu knew that he probably touched Ji Qingning's leg and ruined the atmosphere.

So he quickly apologized: "I didn't mean it, I forgot—"

"It's okay. I took the initiative. I can't blame General Jiang."

Well, once he returned to before liberation, he became General Jiang again.

With his face sideways and his head lowered, Ji Qingning closed his clothes little by little, and fastened his girdle again.

But the marks on his mouth didn't fade away so quickly.

A little swollen and a little red.

Zhuang Qiu thought to himself, Word Solitaire is really fun, and I will play it next time.

The next journey.

Ji Qingning was very silent, Zhuang Qiu picked up a few topics, Ji Qingning just said a few perfunctory words, Zhuang Qiu understood that Ji Qingning's mind was probably in a mess at the moment, and he didn't have any thoughts to talk about.

He sent Ji Qingning back to his residence.

Zhuang Qiu hugged him down again.

Ji Qingning didn't resist, which made Zhuang Qiu heave a sigh of relief, as long as he doesn't contradict him, if he beats him up like Prince Su, then he will die wronged.

After sending Ji Qingning back, Zhuang Qiu also went back.

He practiced all night, recalling what happened today over and over again.

He felt that he might have fallen into it again.

He clearly agreed to keep a distance from Ji Qingning, but in the end he couldn't bear to be alone in the room.

Zhuang Qiu, Zhuang Qiu, what is in your head, is it only love and love?

You are already a monk at the integration stage, you should be free from those low-level desires, but why are you still dazzled by impulse.

I spurned myself a bit.Zhuang Qiu finally felt better.

Just thinking about it, it's dawn.

The space suddenly tore open a gap.

Rhubarb hit Zhuang Qiu's shoulder with his head, and because he activated the body protection aura, Rhubarb was knocked dizzy.

Zhuang Qiu touched his head and took the letter from his mouth.

Xiao Yi's handwriting.

reply ASAP.

This time he didn't say anything, just a quick reply, which made Zhuang Qiu somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that the demon clan attacked?It was Long Lin who was going to talk to them about compensating the Lingshi.

But if it is these two things, there is no need to write nothing.

As long as it is written briefly, Zhuang Qiu can understand the meaning.

But there is nothing.

Da Huang yelled twice, as if he wanted to take Zhuang Qiu back.

Looking at the sky that just lit up, Zhuang Qiu thought that he should have nothing to do today, so he could go and have a look.

……

Wind Demon City.

Zhuang Qiu locked Xiao Yi's position with his spiritual sense, and immediately flew over.

This is the meeting hall.

It's just that there are only two people in the hall.

One is Xiao Yi who is sitting on top, and the other is Qing Hong who is standing below.

Zhuang Qiu was a little puzzled and said: "Qinghong? Why are you here, where have you been?"

Qinghong showed an awkward yet polite smile.

"Didn't I feel that Fengmo City was about to come to an end, so I... found a new family, who knew that Fengmo City had you and Xiao Yi, two wise and powerful leaders—"

"Stop talking nonsense and show him what you found."

Zhuang Qiu had some doubts in his heart.

What does what Qinghong found have anything to do with him?

"I was sorting out books recently and wanted to classify them, and when I sorted out a book about Shen Xinghai, I found something about you."

Zhuang Qiu asked doubtfully, "Me?"

"It's not the record of your last entry into Shen Xinghai. For details, you should read it yourself."

Qinghong took a few steps up, and handed the things to Zhuang Qiu's hands.

This book is old, and in some places, it has been eaten by worms because of improper preservation.

Zhuang Qiu scanned the past with his spiritual sense and quickly browsed through the book.

When he saw Shen Xinghai's content, he paused.

According to the situation of this book, this book should have existed for a long time.

At least 500 years old.

According to rumors, Shen Xinghai has only had one success in so many years.

Yu Huan also said this.

And the name of this winner is Zhuang Qiu.

"Maybe it's just the same name and surname. This kind of thing is not uncommon."

Qinghong handed over another letter, the letter had been opened, and there were two thin sheets of paper inside.

"It's in the book." Qinghong said.