Chapter 438 The Precious Ginseng Fruit VS. The Easily Deceived Cultivator 41
Meng Qizhou temporarily called everyone out, leaving only him and Xiao Guozi in the secret room.
Little Guozi is still crying, and it hasn't stopped.
"Waaaaah..."
Tears streamed down Meng Qizhou's face, each one feeling like a blow to his heart, causing him great pain.
He wiped away her tears and said, "You're going to look like a monster from crying, and you won't even let me help you clean up, you'll look even uglier later..."
Little Guozi paused in her crying, about to burst into another wail, but managed to stop herself.
He used a damp handkerchief to wipe her face.
He carefully wiped the dust off her face, revealing her fair and rosy skin underneath.
Next, there are the chubby paws.
It feels sticky to the touch.
"Did you eat the little sugar figurine?" He knew without asking.
Little Fruit didn't say anything; she didn't want to talk to him yet.
There was still a lot of mud between its claws, and it was hard to tell if it had fallen. Meng Qizhou frowned, not daring to use too much force, and slowly wiped it clean again and again.
He told her about the plans as he went along.
"My poison hasn't healed yet. If I faint again, they'll definitely capture you and use you to make the antidote..."
The little fruit whimpered a few times, trying to retract its paws, but they were held tightly by him.
"What are you afraid of? Didn't I tell you I'm here?" Meng Qizhou was worried that she wasn't listening to him properly, so he tried to scare her first.
"When night falls, I'll sneak you out. I'll cover for you, so you can go without worry. Once you're out of the sect, head straight towards Nirvana Mountain. I'll have Xianling follow you and guide you. Go straight home, understand?"
He snorted again, looking somewhat dissatisfied.
"You're usually so smart, but you're acting incredibly stupid right now. How could I possibly eat you?"
Little Fruit looked at him, unsure of what to say.
He doesn't seem to be lying.
Surprisingly, he didn't want to eat her.
"Then...then your poison...can you cure it?" Little Fruit didn't quite understand whether he needed her to save him.
It shouldn't be necessary, so we're going to let her go.
But if he doesn't need her, he can keep her as before.
unless……
Little Fruit thought of something and became a little angry.
Meng Qizhou saw through her thoughts at a glance and responded with a sound of agreement, which was taken as an admission, "You're too noisy and troublesome. You should leave now. Don't stay here again in the future, so as not to bother people."
Upon hearing this, the little fruit angrily pulled its paw back, refusing to let him touch it.
"Waaah..." She's about to cry again.
But it wasn't out of fear, it was out of anger.
"I've wanted to leave for a long time!" Little Fruit said fiercely again. "I don't want to stay here!"
"……Um."
Meng Qizhou responded softly, then pulled her hand away and continued wiping.
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Baby VS Arrogant Guy
One summer vacation, Lu Jingxun got into a fight with his mortal enemy in the compound. Without thinking, he killed him.
After that, his leg broke.
It was interrupted by Lu's father.
He was sent to his hometown in the countryside to recuperate, but in reality, he was placed in solitary confinement.
There is a dilapidated old house next to the Lu family's courtyard wall.
You don't even need to look to know that a family of poor people lives inside.
The two younger children, about four or five years old, were covered in dirt and led a large yellow dog. They would always sneak up to the building from the corner.
When Lu Jingxun got into a good mood, he would tease them with leftover snack bags, like playing with a dog.
They would pick them up and lick them.
—Then they were taken home by their older sister, who was more than ten years older than them, and beaten up. Their crying could be heard at the Lu family's house.
"You're not allowed to bully my younger brother and sister anymore!" Jiang Zhiyi picked up a stone and threw it at the second floor.
Lu Jingxun was hit squarely, his face turning terribly grim. "Who do you think you are?"
They were even more annoying than those dirty kids and that dog that just kept sticking its tongue out.
Of course, he couldn't possibly know now that one day, a few years later, he would be wagging his tail like a fawning lapdog, trying to please her.
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