Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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He didn't see Little Bear the day he left, and he doesn't know how Little Bear is doing now, if he misses him, and if he eats bamboo well.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he looked in that direction for a long time.

But the person he was looking at straightened his back and drummed in his heart: "Tell me, he won't find me, right?"

Otherwise, what is he doing here for so long?

Tool Spirit: "..."

It was quiet for a long while before saying reluctantly: "Coincidence."

He sees that this guy has been turned into a shadow by the previous few worlds, people will recognize you for a moment when they look at you, if they talk to you, wouldn't they want to have a good relationship with you for a hundred years?

"Really?" Xie Zhuo had some doubts in his heart, but found that the gaze that had been staring at him had moved away.

"Huh." He took a light breath, but he didn't know that the person who looked at him also laughed a little.

After being stunned, Wei Lou sensed the nervousness of the Jindan boy, only to realize that his unintentional staring had aroused his vigilance.

Not wanting to embarrass a low-level cultivator, the dangerous building averted his sight.

He tapped lightly on the table, and delivered a pot of aged wine to Xie Zhuo's table.

When those round eyes watched vigilantly, he said a little apologetically: "I was distracted for a while, and I disturbed you. This jug of wine is my apology."

"No need!" Xie Zhuo's vigilant hair on the back of his neck was about to explode, but he backed off at the next moment, and said in a low voice, "But...but you must give it away, so keep it."

He didn't want to play a dangerous game with Wei Lou, where you ask me to refuse. According to past experience, a little intersection among them may produce a strong chemical reaction.

In order to avoid something from happening, Xie Zhuo had no choice but to take the pot of wine while pinching his nose, and made up his mind in his heart——

Get out of the city right away, and being skinned is much better than meeting a dilapidated building.

Looking at his appearance, Wei Lou felt a little familiar for some reason.

Just like that little bear, when he dug up the bamboo shoots and sent them away, he always refused to take a look at them coldly, but after he left, he carefully rubbed over and put the pile of bamboo shoots into his storage space .

Sensing that the man's gaze was getting more and more wrong, Xie Zhuo silently turned around and turned his back to this guy.

Don't look at me, just pretend I don't exist!

At this moment, he somewhat regretted that he had entered the Palace of the King of Hell by gluttony.

Realizing that he was not welcome, Wei Lou also put away the trace of kindness that came from nowhere, and his eyes regained their sternness.

He drank the wine silently, brewing up the next thing.

Thinking and thinking, but suddenly smiled.

What is there to brew?

What else can he do besides picking up the fig leaf of the dawn in the public?

While his thoughts were racing, he unconsciously cast his gaze on the young man beside him.

The boy seemed to have been hungry for a long time, and when the food came, he devoured it without looking up.

Wei Lou frowned, actually worried about his stomach.

"Brother." As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the boy give a sudden meal, put all the dinner plates into the storage space, threw down a few spirit stones and ran out as if to escape.

On the dining table, only a jug of wine was left.

"Heh." Looking at the lonely jug of wine, Wei Lou laughed at himself.

After many years, the first gift he gave was forgotten in a corner.