She said in a coquettish voice, "When you meet Ajin, if he can't control his temper, can you please let him go?"
"What if he wants to kill me?" Are you so partial to him?
Wuwang's dark brown eyes, as deep as the ink abyss, narrowed, and his gaze gradually became dim.
"If Ajin wants to kill you, you don't have to let him. Knock him out and bring him back to me..."
Seeing that Wuwang looked unhappy, Chi Jiujiu quickly changed her words.
The scene of Wuwang standing in the wasteland, covered in blood, staring at her as he "battled" with Shen Mojin flashed through her mind.
Her cold threat was unfounded.
She said to him, "If you dare to hurt Ajin again," and then disappeared with Shen Mojin.
Afterwards, Wuwang returned to the underworld like a wounded lone wolf to lick his wounds alone. He stood on the underworld bridge, feeling the cold wind all night in silence.
The person in front of me hopes that I can care about him.
Think of this.
"Adong, I don't want you to get hurt either. I would feel bad if you got hurt." Chi Jiujiu put her arms around Wuwang's waist, pressed her cheek against his chest affectionately and whispered.
Wuwang looked down at Chi Jiujiu's face and saw that her clear eyes were filled with his shadow.
His heart trembled violently.
After a moment, Wuwang laughed contemptuously.
The peacefulness and elegance faded away, and the handsome outline showed wildness and wanton publicity.
"Don't worry, he can't hurt me."
He gently touched the head on his chest and then disappeared on the spot.
Chi Jiujiu sat back in the chair, scooped a spoonful of dessert to her mouth, and looked at the flowers in the vase.
Blue roses, white jasmine, white baby's breath...
——Precious, deep and lasting love, pure and sincere, silently guarding you.
Does Wuwang want to tell her this?
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