Although the tone of this statement is not very nice, its meaning is "I'll let you go for now."

Yu Qirong withdrew his hand after saying this. When Tang Xingfei looked at him in a daze, he just lowered his eyelashes. "Since you have made so many plans, then how to dethrone the current Lord God, you have already figured out the answer, right?"

"It's very simple." Seeing that he looked natural, Tang Xingfei used the same attitude as usual to explain to him, "The bead contains your memories. Your memories will be fully restored after you get out. We can make plans then."

"So you have been working for the Lord God just to get the beads back?" Yu Qirong suddenly changed the subject, as if he suddenly became interested in the answer to this question.

Tang Xingfei's lips moved slightly, and he began to speak hesitantly: "At first I didn't know this either, I just knew that the Lord God had a very precious thing. Now that I think about it, its energy conflicts with yours, it can't be destroyed and can't be used, probably because of this, it has to be hidden."

"If you take it away, doesn't it already know?" Yu Qirong glanced at Tang Xingfei. His clothes completely concealed all the marks on his body, but it was impossible to tell anything from the looks of it.

As if he understood what Yu Qirong meant, Tang Xingfei paused and slowly unbuttoned his inner layer of buttons, revealing his chest muscles. "I'm fine, I haven't been discovered... but I might be discovered now. I've been missing for a long time."

Yu Qirong glanced at the skin with only scars but no wounds, and frowned subconsciously. She grabbed Tang Xingfei's collar, pointed at the scars and asked, "How were these caused? Is it also black fog?"

"...It's the black fog." Tang Xingfei looked at the emotional Yu Qirong, his calm eyes calm and peaceful: "But it's also my own fault."

If it weren't for his momentary evil thoughts, perhaps none of this would have happened.

Yu Qirong also realized that he was overly emotional. He loosened his collar and agreed, "Indeed."

Yu Qirong glanced at Lanxi High School, where only "Yu Qirong" was left. For some reason, she suddenly remembered the love letter she had written.

Now that the misunderstandings were resolved and the course of events was clear, his love letter seemed unnecessary, as if he really had to be with Tang Xingfei.

The parties involved are here, but looking back at the previous situation, it seems unnecessary to ask Tang Xingfei for his response now.

"...Forget it, I'll just lose this time." Yu Qirong muttered to himself to excuse himself, and turned to look at Tang Xingfei: "Let's go, it's time to leave here."

A white light flashed, and Yu Qirong felt that there were suddenly many more images in his mind, not only his past with Tang Xingfei, but also his past.

He was born as the god of this myriad of small worlds, but he never participated in the stories within the world. Because he saw too many people, his aesthetic taste gradually became more picky.

It was not until he saw Tang Xingfei that he became slightly curious. The life of a god was too boring, so he always needed some variety. But he didn't expect that this variety would actually bring him into it.

In a way, he was at fault, for he was too obsessed with lust.

When he had absorbed all the power and knowledge and opened his eyes, he discovered that something was not right with the place he was in.

He and Tang Xingfei were surrounded by the players who were exiled to the Exiled Land.

Yu Qirong immediately realized the conflict between them and Tang Xingfei, and subconsciously looked at the person standing next to him.

"Tang Xingfei," the leading old man gritted his teeth and read out his name. His wrinkled face revealed some hideous grooves. He sneered, "Why are you here? You exiled us from the dungeon and sent us here. Did you expect this day to come?"

"Kill him! And the guy next to him, they seem to be in the same group!" the voice next to him echoed.

"..." Yu Qirong looked over in the direction of the voice. The person who said this was the young man whose hairpin he had snatched away. When he saw Yu Qirong looking over, he deliberately shrank behind the person next to him.

Something is wrong.

How did they know that Tang Xingfei and I were here?

The Lord God asked Tang Xingfei to kill them, but Tang Xingfei just put them in a space that the Lord God could not notice.

Although it sounds like I saved them, I did put them in danger. In this situation, if I tell them the truth, they may not appreciate it.

Yu Qirong frowned, realizing the difficulty of the problem.

Reminded by the young man, the old man turned his attention to Yu Qirong again, and shouted excitedly: "I believed you before, but I didn't expect you and... humph, birds of a feather!"

Tang Xingfei's eyes flashed when he heard that. He stretched out his hand to summon out his short blade, ready for battle.

He had no expectations about their likes and dislikes, but Yu Qirong should not be implicated.

Seeing that Tang Xingfei was ready to fight, the others also raised their weapons. Those who didn't have weapons reached out and picked up a handy iron rod. The atmosphere on both sides suddenly became tense.

Yu Qirong only paid attention to the young man who spoke at first. The young man did not notice the glance Yu Qirong gave him. After seeing that both sides were eager to fight, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

At this time, who most hopes that he and Tang Xingfei will die here?

A hint of understanding flashed across Yu Qirong's eyes, and he raised his hand to signal Tang Xingfei to put down the short blade. Tang Xingfei looked at his profile, his Adam's apple rolled, but he still put it down.

"It doesn't necessarily have to be a life-and-death struggle." Yu Qirong said, "Perhaps we can discuss the terms."

When the old man saw this scene, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes. He originally thought that the person in front of him was just with Tang Xingfei, but he didn't expect that Tang Xingfei seemed to obey him.

Tang Xingfei is considered a person with a say in the eyes of the Lord God, but he has never heard of this person.

Before he could think and speak, the artistic guy in the crowd jumped out first, "What is there to talk about with Tang Xingfei? If it weren't for him, would we be trapped in this damn place! If we don't kill him, it won't be enough to vent our hatred!"

His provocation technique was crude, but effective. His words aroused the indignation of the crowd, and the crowd became agitated again.

Yu Qirong raised his eyebrows and fixed his eyes on him. "What benefit did the Lord God give you that made you so eager to get rid of us... Let me guess, did he promise to let you go?"

The artistic young man's face changed, and he immediately pointed at Yu Qirong and cursed: "What good is there! Tang Xingfei is a complete enemy to us, what good is there in killing him?"

"You don't seem to deny the Lord God's involvement." Yu Qirong looked at him steadily and raised his eyebrows. "Of course, the title of 'Lord God's running dog' doesn't sound good, but in fact, we are now a united front."

"Don't be so quick to deny what I said." Yu Qirong paused and pointed at Tang Xingfei, "If you didn't have the help of the Lord God, how did you know he was here?"

"..." The old man fell silent, staring at the young man with eagle-like eyes, "You did bring us here, what's the matter, Gao Mu, are you still in contact with the Lord God?"

This group of theirs came together originally because of their opposition to the Lord God, so of course they shared a common hatred towards the enemy. This was the case even for the Lord God's lackeys, and it was certainly even worse for the Lord God.

Not only the old man, but everyone else also looked at Gao Mu with suspicion.

Gao Mu's psychological defenses collapsed as everyone was staring at him, especially Yu Qirong's playful yet dangerous eyes, which made him feel cold all over.

He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, trembling all over, and pointed in the direction of Yu Qirong and Tang Xingfei and shouted: "Yes! I did contact them, so what? It told me, and it also said that as long as the two of them died, it would let me go back to the city!"

He tightly grasped the arm of the person next to him, "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you want to go back?"

The person he was holding pulled his arm free and looked at him solemnly: "Have you forgotten why we came here?"

"Of course I remember!" Gao Mu answered immediately. His emotions were already full and bursting at the slightest provocation: "It is because I remember that I regret it... Why should we fight the Lord God? Can humans defeat God?"

When he saw the lack of understanding in his companions' eyes, his anxiety increased. People need the feeling of being recognized.

He turned around and saw Yu Qirong, his eyes suddenly lit up, "No matter if I have any connection with the Lord God or not, the most urgent task now is to execute the Lord God's lackey, right? He finally fell into our hands, should we let them go?"

Seeing that most people turned their gazes back to him, Yu Qirong stopped watching the show and cleared his throat. “You can see that we have also broken with the Lord God. He wanted to kill us both.”

"Compared to the Lord God's conditions, I have a better one." Yu Qirong licked his lips and said seductively: "Not only can I let you return to the city, I can also let you... go home."