Host War

"By the way, I remember you said that he can be possessed, is there such a thing?" Xia Ze asked suddenly,

"Yes." Sheng Qingqing looked contemptuous and disgusted, "That's why I said he is a pervert. I lost consciousness several times. I don't have any memory during that period. I don't know what he did with my body. He has brains. Ill, insist on wearing a face exactly like mine, and still covet me and have evil intentions towards me."

Xia Ze actually doesn't understand why he covets a man, but that Qi Ling seems to be a paranoid love brain. This type can be said to be the best for communication under certain circumstances, but it is also the most unreasonable one. kind.

In the past few days, Xia Ze came here to chat from time to time. He thought he had obtained all kinds of information, and he still lamented that the current college students are too immature. Although many of them are quite sophisticated, they obviously lack social experience. Get what you want without much effort.

And Sheng Qingqing, who was being fooled by others, was becoming more and more impatient, and sometimes wished to perform the resurrection of the emperor on the spot, but his reason was still there, and it was actually more convenient for him to use his current identity.

No, Xiao Shui will show up early tomorrow morning!

He didn't want to deal with these messy things at all, and there were still a lot of things in the study that he didn't understand. How could such a knowledgeable emperor become a scumbag?

The next day, someone knocked on the door again, and you don't need to guess that it was Xia Ze. An impatience flashed in Sheng Qingqing's eyes, and she murmured: "I'll count to three, if you don't come out again..."

"I `m coming out."

Smelling the burnt smell, Sheng Qingqing held her breath: "Appear."

Xiao Shui has a messy, scorched and fuzzy hairstyle, and his clothes look intact, but his figure is much more ethereal, and he doesn't have the sense of reality before.

Sheng Qingqing: "Are you exaggerating?"

Xiao Shui hugged him tightly, and opened the door the moment he lost his temper.

Xia Ze was a little startled, and immediately stabilized his mind: "It turns out that Mr. Qi Ling is back."

"My lord." The little sailor immediately hugged Sheng Qingqing forcefully, with an arrogant expression on his face, "What are you doing here? I said that no one is allowed to approach him, don't you understand?"

Staring at the two identical faces, the one who hugged was arrogant and the one who was hugged was full of humiliation and anger, Xia Ze: "Let me ask Sheng Qingqing what to eat for lunch, the chef needs to make preparations earlier."

"Put me down!" Sheng Qingqing pinched Xiao Shui's neck with both hands, but she seemed to be acting very unlawfully and inexperienced.

Xiao Shui held the scorched chicken nest head and took a mouthful between his neck in satisfaction: "Baby, you are so delicious!"

Sheng Qingqing shuddered uncontrollably, it's too...too fucking...

Xia Ze felt goosebumps all over the floor, and couldn't help but urge: "What's for lunch? The chef is waiting for the menu?"

"Baby, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you." Xiao Shui hugged the person and did not let go, drowning in a gentle tone, but the way he looked at people was not right, and he felt a little crazy.

Xia Ze shuddered inexplicably.

"Grilled lamb chops, grilled oysters, steamed big crabs, other dishes are up to you, and some cakes, chocolates, toffees, fruit candies... a bottle of white wine, today I want to eat dishes made by others." Sheng Qingqing seemed to give up He resisted and calmly reported the recipe.

Xia Ze: It sounds normal in the front, but what about the white wine in the back?

Xiao Shui laughed strangely: "Liquor is good, it's easy to do things when you're drunk!"

Xia Ze subconsciously looked at Sheng Qingqing, but Sheng Qingqing's head was pressed into Xiao Shui's arms, and he couldn't see any expression.

"I'm actually a good patriotic young man." Sheng Qingqing's muffled voice came out.

Xia Ze immediately understood the meaning, and recalled the previous conversation in his mind, when he said that if it were him, he would be willing, because it was worth sacrificing himself.

For this young man, Xia Ze has always been not very fond of him. He can't see that there is something worthy of being eye-catching in this young man. However, this time, Xia Ze felt that his mood was more complicated. He suddenly thought that this is also It's just a child whose parents died and grew up alone.

The door slammed shut, Xia Ze stood outside the door in a daze for a while, then turned and left.

Everyone has their own destiny, he can't control so much, and he has no ability to control it.

In the room, the curtains were drawn tightly so that no light could come in from the outside, and the lights in the room were fully turned on.

Contrary to Xiao Shui's expectations, His Majesty Sheng had no intention of settling accounts afterwards, but calmly flipped through a financial book.

For some reason, Xiao Shui felt a little chilly. After thinking about it, he took the initiative to lean over and realized that his neck stretched out quite long: "Your Majesty, do you want to play around?"

Sheng Qingqing turned around in disgust and continued to read.

Xiao Shui: "Ahem—His Majesty, why are you so calm?"

Sheng Qingqing replied lightly: "The plot requires it, and I'm not someone who doesn't know the general idea."

Xiao Shui looked at his expression carefully, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Aren't you thinking about settling accounts after the fall?"

Sheng Qingqing continued to read the book without giving any response.

Xiaoshui twitched the corners of his mouth, and suddenly remembered that he had planned to settle accounts with His Majesty Sheng Qiuhou. At that time, he only thought that he must beat up this perverted emperor after the task was over. Later, he felt that the wait for Qiuhou to settle accounts was too long. The key was behind this guy. There are too many people standing around, not to mention those missionaries, he can't even beat one who has no taboos, so for him, there are too many changes and it's not worthwhile to settle accounts after autumn.

But if His Majesty Sheng settled accounts with him... Xiao Shui shuddered, always feeling that he would be miserable.

"I read a ghost story yesterday." Sheng Qingqing said suddenly.

Xiao Shui looked over, not knowing what he was going to say.

"It is said that a bite between ghosts really hurts." Sheng Qingqing showed her white teeth, and her tone was full of expectation, "You said if I become a ghost, which one of us is stronger?"

Xiao Shui forced a smile and said, "I'm better than you."

"But your expression is not like this." Sheng Qingqing said with great interest.

Xiao Shui wrinkled his face: "You are not as strong as me, but you have a lot of helpers. Your Majesty, I will keep them in the future. Can we not settle accounts after the fall?"

Sheng Qingqing seemed to have discovered something suddenly: "Are you afraid? Are you afraid of someone? Or something?"

"Come on, you're testing again." Xiao Shui wiped his face, "You just entered this world, someone warned me, if I really do something to you, the whole world will have to be buried for you, that guy... I can't beat it."

Sheng Qingqing leisurely turned a page of the book: "You say good and bad things out of your mouth. You are good at acting recently. Anyway, I don't have those memories, so you can say whatever you want."

Before Xiao Shui could say anything more, Sheng Qingqing interrupted him.

"Forget it, you changed the script without permission before, and you caught me off guard. I'm always not happy." Sheng Qingqing said slowly, "But don't worry, I will cooperate with you well in the future, isn't it just playing a poor boy? Son, this is not the first time, I am very good at it."

When he said this, Xiao Shui panicked even more. He tentatively said, "Why don't you cut an account? Emperor Zun is online?"

"Then how?" Sheng Qingqing vetoed, "If you don't torture this sub-soul to death, how can the main soul wake up? It's unreasonable."

But you have already let the 'main soul' go online once before, and Xiao Shui really wants to get angry with him.

...

bang bang bang-

Sheng Qingqing wore boxing gloves specially made by Xiaoshui, and punched the sandbags round and round. The sandbags were also temporarily made by Xiaoshui in the past few days. In addition to these, there are practice stakes in the room, which he drew Drawings, let Xiaoshui do it according to the drawings. .

"Weak chicken!" Sheng Qingqing collapsed on the ground after beating the sandbag for half an hour. This body is too weak.

Xiao Shui pretended not to hear, and wiped his face with a towel.

As soon as he finished wiping, he saw His Majesty Sheng struggling to get up to hit the wooden stake again, Xiao Shui twitched the corners of his mouth, it was too hard.

This body's strength is really limited, and the musculoskeletal strength is not up to Sheng Qingqing's expectations, so... very sadly, he can keep up with his thinking and movements, but unfortunately his arm is weak and was pulled, and then one after another Endured several times.

Xiao Shui felt pain when he saw it: "Take a break, you have no strength now."

Sheng Qingqing turned a deaf ear and continued to drive the wooden stakes desperately. Gradually, she couldn't even keep up with her movements, and was beaten even harder.

He still wanted to continue, but Xiaoshui rushed over and dragged him out: "Physical fitness is here, you have to proceed step by step, rest first."

Sheng Qingqing panted heavily: "You didn't exercise before?"

"Don't you exercise?" Xiao Shui was curious, "Didn't you all get up earlier than chickens and go to bed later than dogs as emperors, do endless official duties every day, encounter floods, plagues, imperial examinations, fraud, officials, corruption and other troublesome things? You have to rush to get angry, and occasionally vomit blood to make a crime, and you will be chased by dragons wherever you go, do you have time to exercise?"

"That's a wise gentleman who does everything by himself." Sheng Qingqing waited until his breathing became a little more stable, and began to punch. Even though he lacked strength and internal support, he still used this set of punches with great power.

"Then you are a foolish tyrant?" Xiao Shui watched him punch, feeling that this set of punches was quite powerful.

"History is judged by future generations." Sheng Qingqing's movements were fast and sometimes slow, as if there was a kind of mysterious mystery, "It is meaningless to discuss this now."

"This boxing technique is so powerful!" Although Xiaoshui couldn't understand it, Xiao Shui felt that it was quite powerful.

"The essence of a martial arts master's life is not easy. It took me a lot of effort to get it at the beginning." Sheng Qingqing finished the first set of movements, and then changed to a set of extremely vigorous palms.

After one set of martial arts rotation after another, Sheng Qingqing almost squeezed out all the strength in her body, and collapsed on the ground, without even the strength to move a finger.

"This will hurt your health instead." Xiao Shui was a little worried, wiped his sweat, and then rubbed his legs and feet, "Don't toss yourself out of trouble, overwork will cause you to die suddenly."

"Coming."

"What's coming soon?"

Sheng Qingqing: "It's almost time for lunch. Does it look like I've been tossed too much by you now? Guess what others will think when they see it?"

Xiao Shui looked at him, then turned his head quickly. He felt that he was about to burn, so he reluctantly responded, "You are really dedicated!"

The current appearance of His Majesty Sheng is not only as if he has been tossed too much, but also as if he has been squeezed dry, Xiao Shui secretly complained.