Bai Yueguang wears it back after death

Wen Qingle couldn't believe what he heard. He looked at Zhu Xiao who was showing murderous aura, and then at the straw doll that Zhu Xiao stepped on, and then jumped off the rock to avoid a blow from Zhu Xiao. attack.

How did things get like this?

Wen Qingle has always been a little slow in terms of emotions, and now he doesn't expect to come to a conclusion by his own analysis. While avoiding Zhu Xiao's attack, he asked the system: [Can you analyze it for me?Take advantage of your vast database. 】

【OK! 】The system simply enters the current situation into the search bar.

Q: Cub hates pulling his dead brother's little lover when he grew up, why?

There are countless cases in the system's data, and soon, it analyzed the cause of the highest occurrence rate.

【He thinks you have divided his inheritance,】 the system said, 【This is a property dispute! 】

Wen Qingle: 【...You are right, I was negligent and forgot that there is such a realistic reason. 】

Wen Qingle herself doesn't care much about money, but Zhu Xiao and the others lived in poverty when they were young, so it's normal to care about such things.

According to what he said before, how much he cared about himself, if he didn't leave any inheritance, Zhu Xiao would definitely not believe it.

Wen Qingle felt that he had already understood the problem, so he stopped dodging and said loudly: "Don't be angry, I will return all the things he left me to you now, do you think it's okay?"

Zhu Xiao paused, seeing the white-haired man's indifferent appearance, and gritted his teeth.

He carefully treasured everything Wen Qingle gave him, wishing he could lock up three layers of insurance.This person has so much but doesn't cherish it at all, throwing it away like a shoe?

Taking back from a hated rival a gift given to him by a loved one is simply the greatest joke in the world.For people with strong self-esteem, it is a shame that their self-esteem is trampled on the ground.

Zhu Xiao's self-esteem is very strong, but at this moment, he doesn't intend to deal a heavy blow to this ignorant person.

...It was something sent by Wen Qingle, and it also carried Wen Qingle's breath on it, infused with Wen Qingle's heart.

……he wants.

Seeing Zhu Xiao's expression, Wen Qingle knew there was something going on, and immediately followed this line of thinking: "I'll give it to you, and I won't keep anything for myself, but I'm so sincere, you have to express it after you get the things. ?”

Zhu Xiao raised his eyes to look at him, his dark eyes were full of things that Wen Qing couldn't see through: "What's your condition?"

"We...we shake hands and make peace," Wen Qingle imagined a bright future, and stretched out a hand, "We will be friends from now on."

Zhu Xiao sneered very lightly, but he didn't take back Wen Qingle's outstretched hand, letting that hand hang alone in mid-air, turned and left.

Wen Qingle was behind and heard Zhu Xiao's cold voice: "Okay, let's shake hands and make peace."

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This crisis passed without any risk, and even in the future, she and Zhu Xiao could become friends instead of enemies. Wen Qingle was so happy that she didn't fall asleep all night.

Although I have degenerated from a big brother who has the grace of nurturing to a friend, but it is still there. To be a human being, one must learn to be content.

He is very satisfied now!

The system makes a reminder based on the possible events inferred from the big data: [Be careful that he is lying to you, he will turn his face and deny people as soon as he gets the item. 】

[But I don't have any deep hatred with him. Although I have gray hair, I am a victim.Moreover, all the things that made him dissatisfied have been resolved, and I am willing to help him resist foreign enemies. Why did he turn his face and deny anyone? 】Wen Qingle said.

The system felt that what Wen Qingle said made sense, so he changed the topic: [Your current plan is to unify the entire continent with Zhu Xiao and then defeat him to win the final victory? 】

Wen Qingle: […]

Grass, so happy, he even forgot that he still has the task of unifying the world and becoming king!

Wen Qingle said with difficulty: [Let's go, take one step at a time, in case Zhu Xiao's relationship with me is good enough later, he is willing to give up the throne to me for two days, hehehe. 】

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Of course, Wen Qingle couldn't leave an inheritance for himself, but he did have a small house that he lived in before meeting Zhu Xiao and the others.I didn't take that little house seriously before, so I didn't tell Zhu Xiao and the others, but now it can be used as a gift for myself.

This holographic world uses black technology, and everything in it is exactly the same as the real world.Wen Qingle told Zhu Xiao the address of the house, and Zhu Xiao went to arrange a car.

After Zhu Xiao made the arrangement, he looked at the white-haired man who walked up to him at some point, frowned, and pulled away with a cold face.

Wen Qingle didn't force himself, he had nothing to do and was in a happy mood, so he wandered around, and happened to run into the returning garrison army.

When the soldiers saw Wen Qingle, their eyes widened immediately.Due to military regulations, they couldn't disperse in formation, but Wen Qingle heard their whispering again.

"He's fine, great, great."

"I said nothing would happen. He is so good-looking. The leader must not be willing to fight. He won the territory and let him go."

"Will the leader take a liking to him and come and take him by force?"

Wen Qingle: "..."

Zhu Xiao was more than willing to fight, and even wanted his life every minute.

They actually thought that Zhu Xiao would like men, it was so naive.

Wen Qingle consciously saw through the truth, and returned to the place where she lives now with a disillusioned expression.

Wen Qingle, who was lying down, went online and clicked on the forum, and the moment he saw the first post, he sprayed it.

【Shock!I adjusted the telescopic equipment last night, and the leader and a white-haired beauty walked out of the grove in disheveled clothes! 】

Wen Qingle "..."

Clothes are messed up just because of fights.

Wen Qingle scrolled down and found that this post had encountered fierce resistance.

【What are you talking about? No matter how strong the leader's taste is, it's impossible to like someone. Wife...】

【are you crazy!Is it true that the leader has no supporters, and everything wants to betray our leader?I don't even look at whether I am worthy or not! 】

[We, the flowers of the high mountains, will never fall in love with a person who has been fucked until his hair is completely white. Don't make a date, we don't make a date, get out! 】

【No, I don’t want to brag too much. Do you know how difficult it is to have all white hair? 】

The topic at the end of the post gradually turned to the discussion of gray hair, and finally came to the conclusion that unless the upper party is super capable and can go eight times a night, gray hair may appear in one-on-one situations.

Wen Qingle stroked her hair and closed the forum.

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After the car arranged by Zhu Xiao arrived, Wen Qingle walked on it consciously.But Zhu Xiao chose another corner far away from Wen Qingle, and turned his head out of the window, so as not to give Wen Qingle even the slightest bit of peripheral vision from the corner of his eyes.

The flying car started slowly and drove towards the destination.

Wen Qingle looked at Zhu Xiao, he was actually quite familiar with this scene.In the past, Zhu Xiao was not close to him when he was adolescence, and always avoided him, which is similar to now.

Wen Qingle took the initiative to open his mouth to ease the atmosphere, he chose the topic of insulting the common enemy: "You are so kind, that bastard Wen Qingle never let me ride in the car safely, only let me ride with him in the car ...that bastard is not human, he should have died long ago—"

Zhu Xiao's voice was as cold as ice: "Shut up."

Wen Qingle: "...Oh."

Why is this so difficult to accept?Shouldn't Zhu Xiao realize that he was lucky based on his words, and then be inspired by him to hate Wen Qingle, and insult the scum with him?

Or is it that a straight man like Zhu Xiao is really disgusted by the topic of two men being together, so he doesn't want to hear it?

In front of the car, Zhu Xiao closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and pinched his fingertips into his palms.

Wen Qingle shifted her position a little, and saw Zhu Xiao's side profile from behind.

Zhu Xiao frowned tightly, and there was no trace of blood on his thin lips. He looked quite depressed and was on the verge of erupting.

Wen Qingle was a little worried: "Are you okay? Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zhu Xiao: "...shut up."

Zhu Xiao didn't know what it was like in his heart now, the raging jealousy almost engulfed him, and the desire to know everything about Wen Qingle's thoughts made him want to continue listening.

He wanted to know any unknown appearance of Wen Qingle, whether Wen Qingle would smile when kissing, and whether Wen Qingle would hold the voice of the people around him softly for tenderness after the love affairs were over.

He doesn't know anything, this unknown side, only this white-haired man knows.

This person had Wen Qingle's many firsts.

Wen Qingle watched the bright red blood flow from Zhu Xiao's palm, and was startled, and subconsciously pulled Zhu Xiao's hand, wanting to break Zhu Xiao's tightly clenched fist.

Zhu Xiao reacted quickly. He avoided Wen Qingle's touch, took a tissue from the front, and roughly wiped the blood on his hands.

Wen Qingle became angry and spoke a little louder: "What are you doing, what are you doing if you have nothing to pinch yourself, don't you know it hurts? You abused yourself at a young age, have you ever thought that someone who cares about you will see the blood on your hand? How worried will the wound be?"

Zhu Xiao's voice was still cold: "This is none of your business."

Wen Qingle was stunned for a moment, and forcibly suppressed the fire pressure.

That's right, he and Zhu Xiao are still strangers, so why should he mind his own business.

Silence spread in the car, and Wen Qingle decided that unless Zhu Xiao took the initiative to improve the relationship, he would not speak for the time being.

Wen Qingle didn't know how long it had passed, but when he saw Zhu Xiao move, he opened his mouth.

Every word Zhu Xiao said was like stepping on the tip of a knife, as if asking him to take the initiative to speak would kill him: "You and him...how did you know each other?"

Wen Qingle smiled.

Seeing that Zhu Xiao took the initiative to find topics to chat with him, he didn't care about Zhu Xiao's temper just now.

But how did he meet himself? Is it okay to know him from the mother's womb?

The author has something to say: Although this Shura field is a bit strange, there will be a normal Shura field later... I promise