Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"It doesn't fit?!" Zhong Li raised his voice.

Qing Huan raised her chin, and said, "I made an agreement with someone, we don't fit for the time being, just temporarily..."

Zhong Ke looked at L: "What agreement did you reach?"

"I don't care," L squinted at Qing Huan:

"It's him, he said he wants to devour the weak...don't think about me being swallowed by him." "This is a fusion, you are one." Zhong Li reminded.

"I know," Qing Huan said, "But Li'er, look, he's obviously stronger than me, right? Fitting with him means that I've been swallowed."

"So what do you mean? Do you want to find someone who is weaker than you?"

"Well, I know there is one." Qing Huan was very excited.

"You know?" Zhong Li narrowed his eyes: "When did you know? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I..." Qing Huan felt a little guilty: "It happened by chance... I found out by chance..."

Chong Ke was calmer: "Then where is that soul now?"

"At..." Qing Huan thought for a while, "It seems to be...a person named...Ji Zhiqiu..."

"Ji Zhiqiu... I forgot about him..." Zhong Li looked at Chongqiu: "He's not dead yet?"

Chong Ke was silent for a while, and said: "His body was taken back then, and then the devil returned his body in order to save his lover."

Zhong Li sneered: "Don't play dumb for me. I mean, didn't he fall off the cliff later? How could he survive?"

Chong Qie glanced at him, and said lightly: "Qing Huan doesn't want him to die."

Zhong Li gritted his teeth: "You are really crazy. You know Ji Zhiqiu's ambition for Huan, and you know that his life is a threat, yet you still save him?"

"If Qing Huan begged you like that," Zhong Qie looked at him coldly, "would you be indifferent?"

Zhong Li choked, indeed—it was impossible for him to refuse Qing Huan—"Then how did you deal with it afterwards?"

"It was replaced with the soul of a wild ghost." Zhong Li said lightly.

"So, now he..." Zhong Li looked at Chong Qie: "Is he immortal?"

Heavy eggplant nodded slightly.

Qing Huan was baffled, it was clearly his name, but he said something he didn't know, he grabbed Zhong Li's sleeve: "Li'er, what are you talking about? Who is that Ji Zhiqiu?"

"If my guess is correct," L nodded his chin: "Ji Zhiqiu should also be one of Bai Qinghuan's admirers..."

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"Does it hurt?"

Qing Huan caressed the scars on Ji Zhiqiu's body. These scars were large and small, including scratches, cuts, and stab wounds, and they all seemed to be injured at the same time.

Ji Zhiqiu embraced him:

"These injuries have been in the past for a long time, and the pain has long since disappeared."

"How did you get hurt?" Qing Huan asked again.

Ji Zhiqiu's eyes darkened: "At that time, I fell off the cliff, and that's when I was injured."

Qing Huan's eyes widened: "The cliff?! How did you fall off the cliff?"

"that time……

Because of some things, I accidentally fell down. "Ji Zhiqiu said: "It's okay, look, am I still fine now?" "

Ji Zhiqiu still has some things to hide from himself.Qing Huan knew it in her heart, but she didn't break the casserole to ask the end, she just nodded lightly: "Yes."

At this time, Ji Zhiqiu's phone rang, and he answered——

"Hey?"

"..."

"Auntie? What's the matter?"

"Okay, I see, I'll go right now."

"..."

"OK Bye Bye."

Seeing that Ji Zhiqiu's face changed, Qing Huan wondered, "What's wrong?"

"My grandpa is sick and hospitalized, I'm going to have a look."

"Ah?" Qing Huan frowned: "Do you want me to go with you?"

"I don't worry about you going out, so you can stay at home and wait for me to come back."

"……it is good."

Ji Zhiqiu changed his clothes and went out. Qing Huan went into the bathroom to wash up. While washing up, he heard voices coming from outside. He thought Ji Zhiqiu had returned, so he hurriedly ran out of the bathroom: "Go back..."

The following words stopped abruptly.

There was a man sitting on his bed, that man was wearing an orange jacket and jeans, with his hands propped on the bed and looking at him with a smile——Qing Huan was startled when he saw his face as if he was looking at himself in a mirror, The subconscious reaction was to run away. When he turned around, he didn't expect that there was a "person" behind him - a white shirt and black leather pants. He had the same face, but there was a sense of temptation between his eyebrows and eyes.

Two - two of the same...

"Hello." The white shirt greeted himself with a smile.

"Where do you want to go?" Jacket also came over - the two of them happened to sandwich Qing Huan between them.

"You are……"

"Don't say you don't know who we are." The white shirt lifted his chin and smiled.

"We have all come to your door, you must know what we are here for." The jacket hooked Qing Huan's shoulders.

"I..." Qing Huan bit her lips: "I said, give me another ten days... no, give me a few more days..."

"It's not us who made the promise with you." The jacket said, "Actually, we will fit together sooner or later, and it's not too late."

"You don't want to fit in with us so much..." The white shirt was stuck to his ear, and he said softly, "Did you like that Ji Zhiqiu and couldn't bear to leave?"

"I..." He lowered his eyelids.

Jacket looks at white shirt:

"Hey, why do you think this makes us look like bad guys... Isn't it our common goal to fit together?"

The white shirt is very innocent, "Oh, you are the one who is coming to annex people. At the beginning, I only said that I want to fit together with you."

"..." Jacket curled his lips and said to Qing Huan: "Hey, you can't help but blame us. We must fit together. At worst, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, I will help you realize them later."

Qing Huan looked at the jacket, pursed her lips, and said, "I want..."

"..."

At this time, Zhong Li and Zhong Qie, two "persons" outside——

"Are you really assured that the two of them are inside?" Zhong Li asked.

"The two of them, one is smart and the other is scheming, but no matter what, they both know the importance."

"I don't know..." Zhong Li looked into the distance with deep eyes: "What will it look like after the fusion..."

……

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Qing Huan slowly opened her eyes, took a deep breath, it felt good to breathe unobstructed.

"Hey, how are you? How are you feeling?" L squatted beside him, looking at him expectantly.

"I..." He sat up and looked at his body: "It's pretty good..."

"What do you mean is pretty good?" L looked him up and down again: "You have merged a soul, don't you feel it at all now?"

Qing Huan looked puzzled: "I feel... pretty good..."

L grabbed his hand, tried it, and frowned: "No...why didn't the spiritual power increase much...the one you annexed...is it so useless?"

Qing Huan withdrew from his hand, "I don't know, it's been annexed anyway, at least I don't feel bad about it."

L raised his eyebrows: "I thought you would be unhappy... Didn't you say you wanted to annex and become stronger?"

"Ah?" Qing Huan thought for a while and said, "Then there is really no way to become stronger."

L tilted his head and looked at him for a while: "Hey, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Qing Huan stood up, stretching her muscles and bones, looking perfectly normal.

L sighed, and put his hands behind his head: "Okay, okay, it's over, let's go back."

Qing Huan followed behind him, and when he was about to leave, he turned his head to look at the room, and his eyes stopped for about three seconds before turning back and leaving with L.

In fact, each of us is a complex of many sides, with a strong side and a weak side, and it is not always the strong side that dominates your character, but which side occupies more positions.The so-called strength is not just as simple as it seems on the surface.