Bai Yueguang wears it back after death

Why did Zhu Xiao come here in person? Isn't this a small, remote and neglected city?

Wen Qingle was almost suffocated, he saw that Zhu Xiao was walking towards his direction without any hesitation.According to this speed, if there is no accident, Zhu Xiao will be able to appear in front of him in 10 minutes and have a live pk with him.

【How does he know where you are? ] The system asked in shock.

Wen Qingle: 【He can see through the corpse of the dragonfly before. 】

Zhu Xiao's ability is similar to that of a necromancer, who can use the power of various dead objects. Wherever a creature has died, there is a foundation of his power.But where in this world has nothing died?After so many years, I don't know how much Zhu Xiao has become stronger.

Wen Qingle activated the control stone without hesitation to block Zhu Xiao, his supernatural powers surged out on the ground to form an attack, but when Zhu Xiao waved his hand, countless white bones burst out of the ground to block those attacks, for their The master has set aside a safe path.

Zhu Xiao quickened his pace, his speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch, Wen Qingle could only see an afterimage flashing across the monitor.

Wen Qingle asked the system: [Do you think I should run away now? 】

[What are you running for?] The system said to itself, [Let him be your servant! 】

Wen Qingle: […]

At this moment of hesitation, a cool air rose from the ground, and the temperature of the whole room dropped several degrees in an instant.

Someone came to the door.

"pat-"

The door was gently pushed open, revealing the person standing behind it.

The man had thin lips and a straight nose, and his sharp jawline made him look even more stern.With black hair, black eyes and black clothes, he is not a person to be messed with at first glance.

Wen Qingle quickly put on an excited and frightened little fan expression: "Hello, hello, Jiu Yangda——"

Before Wen Qingle finished speaking, he quickly dodged to the side, and a bone spur with a cold light brushed past him, piercing directly through the wall behind him.

Zhu Xiao obviously didn't want to talk to him, but just wanted to get rid of him quickly.

【This person is too confused! 】The system said inconceivably, 【He hit you without blinking an eye!Could it be that this is a straight man who has no appreciation for the same sex at all? 】

Wen Qingle didn't answer, he came to the back door and ran out quickly.

Although he can use the space ability to transfer directly, it is too easy to arouse Zhu Xiao's suspicion, so let's run.

Zhu Xiao must be a straight man, or a homophobic straight man. It is absolutely impossible for him to be attracted by the appearance of the same sex, and then fall in love with that same sex.

But why did Zhu Xiao come here?Was it the general's youngest son who lied to him, or did Zhu Xiao really dislike light-haired people too much to bear a white-haired person occupying the city?

Wen Qingle didn't really want to really fight with Zhu Xiao, after all, he was a good cub raised by himself, and he would feel heartbroken if he was really hurt.

So Wen Qingle began to wonder if there was any way to make Zhu Xiao stop attacking and become a good partner with him.

Wen Qingle ran and stopped.

The road ahead of him was blocked by countless skeletons, and those skeletons were holding sharpened bone knives, waiting to deal a fatal blow to anyone who came.

Wen Qingle turned her head and saw Zhu Xiao walking step by step in the dark corridor behind him, she seemed like a Shura.

Wen Qingle sighed, and casually set a fireball, which burned the skeleton soldiers in front with a bang.

"I wish...the leader," Wen Qingle said, "I think we can talk about it."

Zhu Xiao's eyes moved away from the ashes of the skeleton, and he looked at Wen Qingle without emotion, sizing him up coldly.

This man is strong.

Wen Qingle seized the opportunity and said: "I didn't intend to grab the territory, I was just too worried that our country would lose in this war, so I deliberately used this method to attract your attention. How about the two of us working together to deal with foreign enemies?" , I am willing to contribute my strength to the organization!"

Wen Qingle felt that his rhetoric was not too convincing. Is there any man who does not desire to win the final victory in the war?Coupled with the able-bodied people who came to the door, that is simply flattering!

Zhu Xiao didn't respond immediately, but continued to look at the man in front of him.

Like.

Really similar.

The way she walks, the way she runs, and the straight arc of her fingers when throwing fireballs are all exactly the same as Wen Qingle.

Years of longing surged up at this moment, and was forcibly pressed down again.

Zhu Xiao frowned, and his gaze moved up to the hair of the man opposite.

The hair is white, but it doesn't make the owner of the hair look dull, on the contrary, it seems that he is extraordinary and refined.

This kind of hair would not be found in people who have been tossing and turning in bed for many years.

No matter who this person is, he will definitely not be Wen Qingle, this is the biggest proof.

If he really regarded this person as Wen Qingle, it would be the greatest disrespect to Wen Qingle.

Wen Qingle didn't know what Zhu Xiao was thinking, he only knew that Zhu Xiao suddenly became more fierce when he looked at his hair!

Wen Qingle was so good at interpreting Zhu Xiao's various expressions, she immediately turned her head and continued to run wildly, without giving Zhu Xiao a chance to stab him unexpectedly.

[He has really become more and more straight man cancer these years! 】Wen Qingle sighed, 【What's the matter, don't let men like men? That's not how I taught him to respect other people's sexual orientation. 】

[Then what should we do now,] the system asked weakly, [Do you want to fight? 】

【let me think again. 】Wen Qingle frowned, her head spinning extremely fast.

Hard work pays off, in this emergency situation, Wen Qingle really came up with a solution.

The so-called enemy of an enemy is a friend, and Zhu Xiao's enemy is him, so wouldn't it be over if he pretended to be his enemy?

From today onwards, he is a poor man persecuted by Wen Qingle, his white hair is all whitened by that bastard Wen Qingle!

Wen Qingle made up her mind and slowed down her pace.

"Don't chase, don't chase," Wen Qingle turned to look at Zhu Xiao who was following behind, and said in a friendly tone as much as possible, "Is there anything we can't talk about? We can obviously be friends. Me and you again There is no conflict of interest, and they were both bullied by Wen Qingle, what a common topic."

Zhu Xiao paused, and spoke for the first time today: "... What did you say?"

However, before Wen Qingle could reply, Zhu Xiao asked again: "Do you know his name?"

Those who have only seen Wen Qingle and them from a distance will not know Wen Qingle's name. Who is this person?

I saw the white-haired young man not far away lowering his eyes, his eyelashes were long and thick, white, making him look more fragile and flawless: "How could I not know his name? After all...after all, he has forced me for so many years, My hair is all whitened by him, and I have to remember the name of my enemy."

It was a simple sentence, but it was like a big mountain, knocking Zhu Xiao into a daze.

Wen Qingle felt quite ashamed for saying such words, but it was worth it for the sake of peaceful coexistence in the future.He summoned up the courage to look up at Zhu Xiao, and was taken aback for a moment.

Zhu Xiao's face lost all blood, turned pale, the corners of his mouth were straightened, and his whole look couldn't be worse.

Is this uncomfortable?

Wen Qingle was about to ask, when Zhu Xiao sneered, and immediately, countless things surged up in the darkness, a dry hand broke through the wall, and went straight to cut Wen Qingle's neck.

Wen Qingle slapped that withered hand away, passed through countless things that wanted his life, and ran to the open building.

Zhu Xiao's reaction was far from what Wen Qingle expected, and Wen Qingle was quite confused. He needed some time to think about what to do next.

【Does he not believe what you said? 】The system gave Wen Qingle a trick, 【After all, empty talk is useless, Zhu Xiao is not a fool, it is impossible for him to believe whatever you say. 】

Wen Qingle: [It makes sense! 】

Zhu Xiao must have regarded him as a liar, and he had to give some evidence to let Zhu Xiao know that what he said was true.

Wen Qingle had already ran out of the room at this time, he looked around, knelt down and grabbed a handful of hay by the roadside, and quickly started weaving.

When Zhu Xiao chased him out, he saw his target sitting on a boulder, and the white-haired young man surrounded him with a wall of fire to prevent him from approaching easily.

What the white-haired young man was doing in his hands, Zhu Xiao took a closer look and suddenly took a breath.

The white-haired youth was making a small straw man out of hay.

…He had a doll that was almost identical, and it was in his pocket.

It was a long time ago, when he said that he was afraid of ghosts and his supernatural abilities, Wen Qingle made a straw doll for him to make him happy.

At that time, Wen Qingle told him that this hand was originally intended to be shown to his future lover, but for the sake of being so cute, he gave it to him first.

After Wen Qingle's death, he wishfully entrusted that little grass man as their friendship, but now...

Wen Qingle didn't know that Zhu Xiao's thoughts over there had turned 88 turns, and he vaguely remembered that he had told Zhu Xiao before that he would give this doll to his future lover.So what he did now was a proof that what he said was the truth.

After Wen Qingle finished making the straw man, he threw it at Zhu Xiao: "He gave me this, and taught me how to make it. He told me that he gave you this when he was teasing you. We share the same sympathy." Ah, you should trust me now, right?"

Zhu Xiao didn't pick it up, he let the little straw man fall to the ground, and stepped on it: "Today, either you die or I die."

Wen Qingle: "...?"

The author has something to say: I can’t believe it, I’ve been writing this chapter since 12:[-] noon... This Shura field feels so strange

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