Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

Finally, as the team moved forward little by little, Lin Qiye's voice finally rang out again.

Yuri Heizhe came in front of Galan and bowed politely.

"Ma'am, please."

Yuri Heizhe looked around.

"Where are your two guards?"

"They went to the bathroom."

"Is that so? Please allow me to take you upstairs."

Yuuri Heizhe didn't make any further judgment, but just said it politely.

"Ah."

Galan nodded, his tone revealing an eagerness that could not be concealed.

"Lin Xuan, is this really okay for us?"

Shen Qingzhu watched Jia Lan go upstairs and turned to look at Lin Xuan.

"Brother, aren't you curious about what kind of sparks will fly when Jialan and Qiye meet again in the host bar?"

Lin Xuan pulled Shen Qingzhu and rushed upstairs closely behind him.

Shen Qingzhu was half pushed and half pulled up.

He didn't want to admit that he was actually a bit of a gossip sometimes.

"I don't care who you are or why you paid so much money, but since you want me to drink with you, you must abide by my rules, otherwise, get out."

Lin Qiye's cold voice rang out on the second floor, and the two of them immediately rushed upstairs in two steps.

The scene inside the room came into view of the two men.

The dim light was quite charming, illuminating the two people below.

Lin Qiye was packing up the wine bottle in front of him, his back to Jia Lan, his voice indifferent.

From this angle, the two could only see Lin Qiye's indifferent profile, while the expression on Jialan's face was obscured by his hair.

On the other side, Jiang Er almost nestled in An Qingyu's arms, watching the scene with excitement, looking forward to what would happen next.

The light from the screen shines on the Anqingyu lens, reflecting a different kind of brilliance.

"You gave a reward of 100,000 flower tickets. Uncle Kyosuke said you are a distinguished guest.

In return, I will do my best to relieve your worries.

Tell me, what are you suffering from, or do you have other intentions?"

"Do I need to follow your rules...I will."

There was no emotion in Galan's voice.

But the moment the voice sounded, Lin Qiye's body suddenly stiffened.

It feels like a young and ignorant boy being dragged by his classmates to watch a mysterious little disc, but being caught by his mother.

I just want to escape the planet quickly and live in another world.

Cold sweat kept coming out, and Lin Qiye suddenly felt a chill on his back and his neck became a little stiff.

Lin Xuan raised the camera with a smile.

Lin Qiye's mind raced as he tried to make amends for himself.

But who would have thought that Galan would continue speaking along the lines of Lin Qiye's words.

"You said you could help me with my worries. Coincidentally, there's something that's been stuck in my mind for a long time, and I'd like you to help me with it."

Galan took off his mask, and his eyes looked at Lin Qiye gently. His eyes were filled with the other person's figure and could not accommodate anything else.

"I'm in love with a fool, a hopeless fool."

Galan's voice rang out in the room on the second floor. At this moment, she was like a brave warrior, fearlessly charging towards her love.

silence.

Deathly silence.

Lin Xuan's eyes widened slightly.

He just wanted to see Lin Qiye's death, but he never expected that he would witness such a straightforward confession from Jia Lan.

As for Shen Qingzhu standing aside, his mouth could already fit two eggs.

Lin Xuan even heard a slight clicking sound.

On the other side, Jialan's voice came through the screen into the ears of Jiang Er and An Qingyu.

Jiang Er covered her mouth and excitedly moved around in An Qingyu's arms, making strange screams.

An Qingyu's glasses slipped slightly, and after a long while, he gently pushed them back into place.

No one expected that Galan would confess like this.

Lin Qiye's body was completely frozen in place.

This voice was too familiar to him, and he couldn't possibly forget it.

He even thought he was hallucinating.

Galan's words rang out again.

“I really like him so much, and I want to be with him.

But I don’t know whether he likes me or not.

I was afraid that I would be too enthusiastic and scare him away, to the point where we wouldn't even be able to be friends.

But I was too greedy, greedy for every minute I spent with him, greedy to be closer to him, closer and closer.

Mr. Asaba, can you tell me, tell me what I should do?

Should I confess to that idiot?"

Lin Qiye stood there quietly, looking out the window.

He didn't turn around to confirm anything, there was no need.

“Coincidentally, I know someone who also likes a girl.

Although the boy's emotional intelligence is not high, he is not a complete blockhead.

He realized the girl's feelings for him.

At first, the boy was more confused, wondering why the girl liked him.

Then, the boy was more at a loss.

If the boy were asked to fight with the mysterious one, he would not hesitate at all.

But when it comes to falling in love, the boy hesitates. He hasn't figured out his feelings yet. He may need some time to give the girl an answer.

But the boy believed that the result would be good.”

Galan smiled, a bright smile.

The dim light cast two shadows on the wall, one of which was hers.

The other one is also hers.

The girl opened her lips slightly.

"I think the girl is willing to wait a little longer, but she hopes the boy won't make her wait too long."

"No, not for long."

Lin Qiye shook his head, and finally turned around and looked at the person behind him.

Galan has taken off his mask.

At this moment, she was wearing a dark blue long skirt with the hem hanging down to the ground, like a blooming flower or an elf in the lake.

The girl's hair was pinned behind her ears into a high ponytail. She stood there quietly, and she was already a stunning beauty.

It seemed that the girl was going to meet her lover, and it was obvious that she had dressed up specially.

The two looked at each other.

The window was gently blown open, and the night wind brushed across their cheeks.

The light blue sleeves danced in the night wind. Jialan pushed his hair behind his ears and lowered his head slightly.

The pink color spreads from the neck to the cheeks and then to the ears.

Lin Qiye looked at Jia Lan, speechless.

He stared in amazement.

Lin Xuan and Shen Qingzhu looked at each other, then turned around and went downstairs tacitly, leaving the room to the two of them.

On the other side, An Qingyu and Jiang Er also tacitly disconnected the surveillance. Jiang Er even directly cut off the surveillance on the second floor to ensure that no one could see it.

No one knows what they talked about on the second floor.