Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

After a period of time, Shen Xiya did Qiu Jue's makeup every day. Later on, Qiu Jue also figured out some tricks, so he refused Shen Xiya and did it himself.

The one Qiu Jue drew was not the extremely sissy one. Instead, he slightly adjusted the proportion of the eyebrows and eyes, making it look only 50% similar to the portrait sent by the Wulin Alliance.

It was quite successful, at least no one in the building noticed Qiu Jue's change.

Even when passing by the portrait that offered a reward for him, those who had been observing the portrait did not notice the man who looked 50% similar to the portrait.

Maybe this is the darkest place under the lamp.

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Time passes day by day.

The bounties offered in various places have not received any response for such a long time, and the Wulin Alliance seems to have given up and tacitly allowed several forces to remove the bounties.

Qu Yan has already started practicing with the dagger.

The birthday gift Qiu Jue gave him was a short sword, which was very similar to the one Zhang Xiang used.

Whenever he picked up the dagger, he always felt his blood and energy surging up, and the power within his blood and energy was much more condensed than usual.

Oh, by the way, Feng Qingyun also gave a gift at that time. It was a purple-hair brush, because Qu Yan was learning to read at that time.

And now Qu Yan, who is sixteen years old, said: A dagger is a good thing, but forget about the brush, it’s not necessary, huh.

Adolescence.

Adolescence is indeed the time when love begins to stir, and Shen Xiya, who stays with Qu Yan every day, becomes the target of youthful hormones.

In the past, the two of them practiced together every day, but now Qu Yan looks for Shen Xiya every day, while Shen Xiya avoids Qu Yan.

Shen Xiya is two and a half years older than Qu Yan, so she can be considered a rich man.

But now Qu Yan has grown up, only two inches shorter than Qiu Jue, while Shen Xiya is still as small as she was back then, probably only about 1.6 meters tall.

Qiu Jue sighed and always secretly commented on the relationship between the two little ones with Feng Qingyun.

"I told Qu Yan not to practice the Soul Separation Force at the beginning, tsk tsk."

Feng Qingyun rolled his eyes at Qiu Jue and said, "His master has set a good example."

Qiu Jue was not annoyed. He buried his head in Feng Qingyun's neck and urged his blood to create a bright red peony in front of Feng Qingyun and him: "It's almost there."

The fifth level has been successful and is about to be completed.

Of course, there was a good example before him. The previous sect leader also did that in revenge after achieving great success in his cultivation, so Qiu Jue naturally did not want to be outdone.

Qiu Jue had already prepared many things in Feng Qingyun's room, such as fish maw, oil-soaked silk, a lot of fat, and an extra-long funnel whose use was unknown.

Feng Qingyun lowered his head and asked Qiu Jue: "After Xiya and Qu Yan can be independent, do you want to go back to the cottage?"

The hut was the thatched hut that Feng Qingyun and Qu Yan lived in together and had been renovated with wood.

Qiu Jue didn't move, but his blood and energy threads moved and turned to the other side of Feng Qingyun, rubbing the other side of Feng Qingyun's face.

The itch was so severe that Feng Qingyun subconsciously fiddled with the blood vessels, and heard Qiu Jue's breathing suddenly become heavy.

It's over. Feng Qingyun remembered that these Qi and blood threads condensed by Qiu Jue were also controlled by Qiu Jue, and Qiu Jue could also sense a lot of them.

Then Qiu Jue picked him up and threw him into the room.

Then Feng Qingyun realized that the Qi and Blood Threads had other uses.

"…Asshole, pervert…"

The wind was light and the clouds were thin like gossamer, weak and powerless, and he kicked Qiu Jue madly with his feet.

Qiu Jue was not happy physically, but he was enjoying it mentally.

After the system was released from the small dark room, it said to Qiu Jue: [Host, I have some news! ]

Qiu Jue calmed down and tried to speak in a normal voice: [What's wrong? ]

[The Third Prince found the post station. There was a document for you to rent a horse in the post station. He found your name and confirmed with the shopkeeper that it was you. The Third Prince is now heading to Ping An City with a group of people.]

[Oh? Are they smarter? ]

[Host, think about what to do quickly! Although there are many forces in Ping An City, if the Third Prince investigates them one by one, he will eventually find you.]

【Give me the perspective of the third prince.】

Qiu Jue held Feng Qingyun, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion, and watched the third prince's live broadcast in his mind.

At this time, the third prince was in a very luxurious carriage with a piece of paper in front of him.

On the paper was the portrait that the third elder had drawn, but it was a complete and intact version.

It seems that the Third Prince kept silent on his own.

Qiu Jue was immediately shocked and thought something was wrong.

Although it was unknown why the Third Prince had not provided this intact portrait to the Wulin Alliance before, now that the portrait was in hand, finding Qiu Jue was almost a matter of time.

Qiu Jue immediately asked the system to locate the third prince on the map.

When I saw it, I was shocked.

The third prince was not far from Ping'an City, and was even only a short distance away from the city gate.

[System! Why are you telling me now? ]

The system complained: [I was just about to tell you that the Third Prince was on his way, but then I was blocked. After being blocked for two hours, the Third Prince is very close! ]

Qiu Jue gritted his teeth, but couldn't find any fault at all.

It's not the system's intention that the system was blocked. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too impatient.

Qiu Jue immediately sat up and put on his clothes.

Feng Qingyun was awakened by the noise and asked dazedly, "What happened..."

Qiu Jue leaned down and whispered in Feng Qingyun's ear: "Someone has found me. I'm leaving first."

Feng Qingyun digested it for a while, and most of his sleepiness disappeared. He immediately sat up, grinning and letting out a "hiss".

Looking at Qiu Jue who had already put on his clothes and was about to leave: "Wait, where are you going?"

"I will leave the Differentiation Building first, and then..."

"I also need to go."

Qiu Jue turned around and looked at Feng Qingyun who still seemed very tired: "Stop making trouble, Fenyi Building needs a building owner."

Feng Qingyun was silent. He did not ask Qiu Jue how he knew someone had come to check on him. Just like he never asked Qiu Jue how he always knew where he was.

"Then how am I going to find you later?"

Qiu Jue thought for a moment and said, "I'll come back after it's resolved."

Feng Qingyun stared at him.

Qiu Jue had no choice but to take out a small jade flute from his bosom: "This is the eagle's whistle outside. If you blow it, it will come over."

The eagle had been tamed by the Resurrection Sect before, and it could find Qiu Jue no matter where he was.

Feng Qingyun took the small jade flute and knew that Qiu Jue was determined to leave.

Suddenly, Feng Qingyun thought of a sentence and said it out loud: "Remember to think of me."

"Yeah, I missed you."

Then his body leapt forward and disappeared into the yard.

Do you think Qiu Jue ran away like a coward?

Oh, no, no, no, Qiu Jue doesn’t consider himself a coward.

Qiu Jue followed the positioning in the system and rushed to the vicinity of the Third Prince's convoy.