Chapter 110: Left Protector, are you so nervous?
Zhang Chuchu said, "Didn't your system tell you what the key item is? What if it's asking you to kill a monster to obtain a magic pill? Can you do it alone? What if it's a teleportation array? Qiu'er, you must tell me, and I'll go over and help you without hesitation."
"I think you are afraid that I will run away alone?
Jiang Qiu saw through his thoughts and was a little speechless. "Don't test me. If I could escape, I would naturally help you escape. The system didn't tell me what the key item is. I don't think it's as outrageous as you said. But I took your last sentence to heart. It was well-intentioned, but with your current cultivation level and current condition, can you escape?"
Zhang Chuchu felt ashamed and guilty.
I really can't escape.
Even if he escaped, with his weak cultivation level, he would most likely be killed before he could even get out of the demon clan.
It's too difficult.
Seeing Jiang Qiu's superb cultivation, Zhang Chuchu suddenly felt that fate was unfair.
We are both book travelers, why is there such a big difference between us?
Just because he confronted him once?
It's really a bit sad.
"Indeed, I can't help you with anything else."
Jiang Qiu sighed and couldn't help but said, "Don't feel like you can't help. As long as you do this well, our journey back home will be accomplished."
After telling Zhang Chuchu the secret, there was nothing else important, so the two of them started chatting while eating melon seeds.
But as we were chatting, something felt very wrong.
Zhang Chuchu is a director who has filmed all kinds of movies, but she was actually curious about his...little things.
"You should just buy the book and read it. It's even more exciting than what I told you."
Zhang Chuchu spread her hands and said, "You can't buy it. There's no book about you. How can your personal experience be as thrilling as yours?"
"Jiang Qiu was speechless. "When did you become so gossipy? It seems that transmigrating into a book has changed you. Oh, I'm wrong. This is probably your nature. Do your former employees know that you love gossip so much? The dignified Director Zhang is such a gossipy and inquisitive scum in private."
"Why are you considered a scumbag? Everyone has a gossipy heart."
Looking at Zhang Chuchu's self-righteous look, Jiang Qiu really wanted to hold his forehead and sigh, has anyone told you,
Next time when you are gossiping, please don’t jump in front of the person you are talking to.
It's so embarrassing.
Jiang Qiu's face suddenly turned red for no reason. He couldn't say it, he couldn't say it!
The two of them finished cracking all the melon seeds. Finally, Jiang Qiu was worried and gave some of the few magic weapons he had to Zhang Chuchu. Then Jiang Qiu returned to the Northern Territory Palace.
I did a lot of bad things today, and I felt a little guilty when I saw Feng Li again.
Jiang Qiu cursed in his heart, feeling disappointed with his friend.
You must have been trained by someone, right?
Guilty conscience?
Jiang Qiu wondered whether he should show some enthusiasm to ease the guilt in his heart.
But he was also afraid that he was too enthusiastic, and that Feng Li, the villain boss, would be able to see something with his intelligence.
It’s really hard to be a human being.
The most relaxing moment of Feng Li's day is when he returns to his bedroom and hugs Jiang Qiu.
Today is no exception.
Being around him always makes him feel inexplicably relaxed.
I heard that the border of the Northern Territory is now under attack by the Demons of the Eastern Territory and the Demon Royal Family is in a state of panic. This is a perfect opportunity for Feng Li to show his concern for the Demon Princess of the Northern Territory. I thought Feng Li should pay more attention to this matter, but I didn't expect that the other party would still pester him every night.
Can't he really tell the difference between big and small things?
Jiang Qiu was really worried about Feng Li's career.
I became more determined to run away early.
He was thinking about Feng Li's career, but Feng Li was blowing in his ear.
"Thank you for your hard work these days, Guardian Zuo. I'm too busy to spend time with you."
No need, I'm happy that you're busy.
I would be happier if you could do your job well.
"So, I decided to comfort you."
"Comfort me?"
Jiang Qiu raised his eyebrows in confusion, and his big round eyes looked at Feng Li with doubts, which made Feng Li's eyes darken. Did he know that looking at him like this was a disguised invitation?
Feng Li had originally intended to give him the spiritual fruits in his storage bag, but after hearing Jiang Qiu complain about indigestion last night, Feng Li requested these spiritual fruits from the rare tributes sent from the Northern Territory. Centennial spiritual fruits bloom and bear fruit once every fifty years. They are rare and beneficial to the body, making them perfect for someone with a unique physique like Jiang Qiu.
However, after seeing these watery eyes, Feng Li's originally pure thoughts were somewhat distracted.
"Yes, I will comfort you well." Feng Li's lips curled slightly, and his dark eyes were filled with evil.
Jiang Qiu's relaxed nerves instantly tensed up.
Damn, here we go again!
Whenever Feng Li showed this kind of abnormal expression, Jiang Qiu knew that it was time for him to be beaten again.
He didn't want to talk about the diary entries about beatings before.
One said nothing,
Right now, Feng Li has come up with a new trick.
Looking at the bright red spiritual fruit that Feng Li took out, Jiang Qiu's eyelids twitched nervously. He felt that the punishment he would receive next might be even more radiant than the fruit!
Yes, his hunch was right.
The dark red juice flowed down Jiang Qiu's delicate white chin, meandering all the way to her slender neck, dripping onto the pillow with a rhythmic sound of swallowing.
Why should he eat the spiritual fruit, and Feng Li wants to...eat him?
Feng Li wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, rubbing... and oppressing him wantonly. His whole body felt like it was on fire, and once he got started, he couldn't stop. Every time Jiang Qiu wanted to move, he gasped.
Feng Li licked the corner of his mouth,
Seeing Jiang Qiu's wandering eyes and weak strength, Feng Li smiled evilly and whispered in his ear:
"Left Guardian, you're so nervous, can't you just relax and eat?"
Jiang Qiu really wanted to smash the spiritual fruit on his forehead.
Fuck you!
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