Bounty Hunter

Kong Que sent another message to Di Chu that he would arrive at the hunter's area a little later, then rushed home as fast as he could and rushed into the bathroom.

On the other side, when Di Chu saw the message from Kong Que, he didn't like breakfast anymore, so he hesitated for a moment, hesitated again, picked up his backpack and said, "I'll go to the Central District, you can eat slowly." After finishing speaking Turn around and leave.

You Li and Fei Ye were chatting about the gossip about the Pink Hunting Group, they were taken aback when they heard the words, and before they could react, Di Chu was gone.

"What's wrong with him?" Yuli wondered.

Fei Ye's face was full of vicissitudes: "Probably went to find Kong Que."

You Li became more and more puzzled: "But didn't he say that Kong Que was coming after the call just now? Why did he go looking for it again?"

"Who knows." Fei Yeshi took a sip of the juice without knowing it, and sighed quietly, "Maybe it's because of a new appointment."

You Li looked at him like this, couldn't help laughing, and bent his elbow: "Freedom of love, if you want to open it up, master."

……

Kong Que took a shower for 5 minutes, and then took 10 minutes to wash his hair. While washing, he felt that long hair was really troublesome. He had to find a time to cut it short the next day. In the cloakroom, start picking clothes.

His dressing style is simple and simple. There are no fancy items in the closet. They are all basic models. Usually, he just picks out a random outfit when changing clothes, but now he has a problem with the basic models in a cloakroom.

Why are you so vegetarian?

Why are they so dirty?

Why are they so ugly?

The more he picked the face, the darker it became, Yao Fan's face suddenly flashed in his mind, and the outfit on the other party became extremely clear at this moment.

Meticulously trimmed short pink hair, a novel short coat, classic cropped overalls, playful and cute short boots, and contrasting color striped stockings...scheming!It's full of scheming!

He suddenly became angry again, his heart full of sourness, his fingers tightly grasping a basic gray knitted sweater, his eyes quickly scanned the clothes in the wardrobe, and finally fixed on a bright red sweater, he stretched out his hand to take it out down.

Dichu is still young, so he should prefer brightly colored clothes.

The sweater was new, and the hang tag hadn't been removed yet. He tried to tear it off, but he didn't know what material the hang tag rope was made of. Everything was not going well, and he turned and walked out of the cloakroom almost angrily, looking for scissors to cut the tag.

click.

The door opened suddenly, and a head poked in.

Kong Que stopped abruptly, and met the eyes of the person who poked in.

After Emperor Chu arrived here, he heard Huang Tao say that Kong Que had been taking a bath for almost half an hour, thinking that the other party should have finished washing, he couldn't help but come up to have a look.

He swore that he had really knocked on the door, because there was no one answering inside, and he was a little worried, so he opened the door rudely and looked in.

Unexpectedly, he was caught.

Kong Que suddenly dropped the sweater in his hand and strode towards the door.

Di Chu was inexplicably flustered, quickly retracted his head, and closed the door again.

As soon as the door was closed, it was pulled open, and Kong Que's figure appeared behind the door.He reached out and grabbed his wrist to prevent him from running, his fingers tightened tightly, with an irresistible force.

"You..." Kong Que wanted to ask Di Chu why he was here, but when he saw the other party standing in front of him, he suddenly couldn't say anything, his brain got hot, and he stretched out his hand to drag him into the room and kicked him against the door , pressed him against the door panel, and put his hands on his shoulders.

Di Chu was a little guilty, and argued, "I've knocked on the door, really." As he spoke, he looked down, not daring to meet Kong Que, and then he couldn't help but look around.

Although he lived here for a while, this was the first time he entered Kong Que's room.Different from the warm decoration of the house as a whole, Kong Que's room is decorated very simply, with white and gray as the main tone, making it look a bit deserted.

Suddenly, a light golden pillow on the bed attracted Di Chu's attention.

It was a somewhat old pillow, in the shape of a rabbit, with erect ears, a big tail, purple round pupils, light golden hair, and a tinge of purple on the four paws at the tips of the ears. It was chubby and round, lying on a corner of the bed, and the bed was cold and windy. Out of place.

His body froze, his eyes widened.

Kong Que hadn't realized what was wrong with him yet, seeing him obediently being held down by him, his rationality flew away, and he couldn't help bending over to get closer, aiming at his lips, and tilting his head slightly.

"abnormal!"

Di Chu suddenly pushed him away forcefully, looking ashamed and angry, his eyes seemed to be on fire: "You...you are shameless!"

He completely lost his strength at this moment, Kong Que was pushed down on the carpet, his senses finally came back, seeing Di Chu's face was full of anger, his expression changed, he quickly got up and wanted to explain.

But Di Chu could no longer look directly at him and his bed, turned around and went out the door.

"At the beginning of the emperor—"

click.

The door was suddenly opened again, and a branch came in, bound the round pillow on the bed with a swish, and then retracted with a swish, rolling the pillow away.

boom!

The door was slammed shut again.

Kong Que: "——??" Why did you take the pillow?

He was stunned for a second, then hurriedly got up and chased out the door, but he couldn't see Di Chu's figure anywhere.

"Sir, just now Mr. Di Chu ran away angrily holding your pillow, I didn't stop..." Huang Tao raised her head cautiously, and reported it dutifully, a little worried, "Sir, did you quarrel with Mr. Di Chu?"

It was more serious than a quarrel, he was just trying to moleste... He angrily grabbed a handful of hair that had been dried out at some point, turned around and ran back to the room to find the light brain, and called Di Chu.

Reject.

Reject.

Reject.

After countless rejections, a text message came.

Di Chu: You pervert!

Seeing that he was finally willing to talk to him, Kong Que couldn't care whether he was scolding him or not, so he hurriedly replied: Yes, I'm a pervert, sorry, where did you go?Shall we talk face to face?

Di Chu was still sending messages and scolding: You are shameless!

Kong Que hurriedly admitted that he was shameless again, and his heart was on fire. At one moment he was angry at himself for being impulsive, and at another moment he was worried that Dichu would never pay attention to him again.

Blame him for losing his sanity for a moment, obviously made up his mind to take it slowly, but still lost his head.

Di Chu was really angry. He sent more than a dozen swearing messages to Kong Que in a row, but his swearing vocabulary was really lacking, and he repeated the words perverted and shameless. Que became inexplicably sweet again.

Look, Di Chu is so cute, and he scolds people so cutely.

Now Dichu must have a cute look with his eyes wide open and his chest rising and falling, maybe his face will puff up... Kong Que suddenly came back to his senses, and found that he had lost his mind at such a time, raised his hand After patting himself who was not up to date, he lowered his head and continued to send text messages to appease Di Chu.

In fact, Di Chu didn't run far, he nestled in a big tree in a corner of Kong Que's house, with the pillow tied with branches hanging in front of him, his face was tense, but his ears were red.

abnormal!Shameless!Dirty!Unexpectedly, unexpectedly put him on the bed like this.

He knows the pillow, it's for sleeping at night!Really, really shameless!

Kong Que apologized too quickly. He scolded for a long time, but he didn't get rid of his anger at all. Instead, he became more and more angry. He raised his eyes to look at the pillow hanging in front of him, and became even more angry. He typed with such force that he almost smashed the light screen.

Di Chu: How can I be so fat! ! !

Kong Que in the house not far away: "???"

What fat?Did he ever say that Di Chu was fat?Di Chu is so thin, how can he get fat!

He quickly replied: You are not fat, you are of standard shape, you are the most handsome, mighty and beautiful!

Probably because this rainbow fart was more in Di Chu's heart, this time Di Chu didn't send another text message to scold him.

With hope in his heart, Kong Que cautiously dialed a phone number.

Reject!

Well, it really wasn't that easy to calm down.

The untied hair blocked his view, he raised his hand to rake it, and suddenly vented his anger, went to the bathroom and took out a hair cutting knife, wanting to manipulate the hair full of troubles by himself, but just as he lifted the knife, thinking of the beginning of the emperor, he cut it again. The knife was put down.

No, it would definitely be ugly to cut it blindly, and Di Chu would dislike it.

But now Dichu has despised him, calling him a pervert...

Suddenly frustrated.

He was in a mess, he put down the knife, took a hair tie to tie up his hair, turned around and sat back on the bed, took out his optical brain, took a deep breath and let it out, forcing himself to calm down, thinking about typing.

I'm sorry for what happened just now, but my feelings for you are serious, and I really didn't mean to belittle you...

I typed and then slowly stopped. After reading this line, I felt that I was suspected of self-cleaning. Like a scumbag, I quickly deleted it. After thinking and thinking, deliberating and deliberating, I finally sent it out. I got a satisfactory one.

Kong Que: I'm sorry for the thing that made light of you, I really like you, I hope you can give me a chance to redeem my sin and continue to like you.

After posting, he immediately turned off the optical computer, opened it carefully after a while, and saw that there was no response, so he quickly turned off the optical computer again, took a few deep breaths, and then turned on the optical computer again... Repeatedly, anxious and anxious .

Originally, in his vision, he would wait for Di Chu to understand feelings further, then find a restaurant with a good atmosphere, order a large table of Di Chu's favorite meat, and express his heart in a romantic and warm way... Anyway, it's definitely not the way to confess through the light brain!

He hates himself!

……

In the corner of the courtyard, Di Chu's gaze was fixed on the sentence "very handsome, mighty and beautiful" sent by Kong Que. His feverish head calmed down, and he remembered one thing - Kong Que actually didn't know that the shape of this pillow was his. Body image.

When they first became friends, the two had chatted. Kong Que saw his phantom on his inner alchemy once, and after that, he felt reverence for his original image, and even drew an avatar for it.

——Kong Que liked his body shape very much.

Suddenly only this thought remained in his mind, and the anger in his heart was inexplicably lighter.

So Kong Que made this pillow just because he likes his body shape very much, and there is no other meaning.

He looked at the chubby pillow in front of him, and frowned again.

But he's not that fat at all!

He suddenly remembered the portrait painted by Kong Que, and he was also fat on it.

Does Kong Que like fatter beasts?

He looked down at his slender arms and legs, pinched the skinny flesh on them, his face tensed up again, and he texted angrily: No vision!

So Kong Que found that his confession received a response, and the person who was confessed said that he had no vision.

Kong Que: "..."

Is there something wrong, or is this a different kind of good person card?

He panicked, and quickly texted back: No, I think my vision is very good.

not good at all!

Di Chu was so angry that he stared at the fat pillow in front of him, suddenly stretched out his hand, found the stitches of the pillow, and pulled it apart sullenly, and pulled out the stuffed cotton, until the pillow was thinned After two laps, he was barely satisfied, then took a look around, and left Kong Que's home with the pillow that had lost two laps.

……

Three hours later, Di Chu took the mended pillow and returned to Kong Que's house while undoing it by himself.

As the saying goes, those who don't know are innocent, Kong Que didn't know that this was his real body, and he didn't make this pillow to intentionally offend, so it's no big deal.Kong Que just likes the image of his body, and it's okay to sleep with him in his arms. He and Kong Que are friends, so they shouldn't be stingy about these things.

Moreover, Kong Que even apologized, because he was "inexplicably" angry without knowing that this was his real body. What a tolerant and magnanimous friend Kong Que is.

Just like this all the way to self-hypnosis, he walked along the window to Kong Que's room, took a careful look inside, saw that Kong Que was lying on his side on the bed and fell asleep, he was slightly relieved, carefully opened the window, and walked in lightly. go in.

Yashi who was watching him through the window outside: "..."

Why don't you go through the door?

And sir, wake up, don't sleep!

Kong Que fell asleep lying sideways on the edge of the bed, with his hand still touching the optical brain, as if he fell asleep unknowingly while playing with the optical brain.

Di Chu walked over lightly, and like a thief put the slim pillow that was mended a little ugly in his hand on the bed, and after putting it down, he glanced at Kong Que who was asleep, his eyes flickered, and he looked away uncomfortably.

"Since you like my body, don't be picky about fat or thin. It's wrong... This is my body. I have the right to modify it. Don't blame me for changing it." He said solemnly, his voice was very low, I don't know who I'm talking to.

Kong Que on the bed suddenly turned over and almost fell off the edge of the bed.

He hurriedly stepped forward to hug him, but he underestimated Kong Que's weight, and was directly pressed onto the carpet by Kong Que.

The carpet was very soft, and it didn't hurt when Di Chu fell, but Kong Que was too heavy, so he couldn't help but push it.

Kong Que woke up from the torment, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Di Chu lying under him, he was stunned for a moment, then suddenly folded his arms and hugged him, pressed his legs against him, and rubbed against his face, Kissing from ear to cheek all the way, the voice was hoarse and vague: "You actually rejected me in my dream... Xiao Chu is good."

Di Chu's eyes widened for a moment, sensing a warm touch on the corner of his lips, he hurriedly raised his hand to hold Kong Que's face and pulled the distance between the two of them.

"Kong Que, you—"

"I really like you, don't ignore me."

Kong Que took advantage of the situation and rubbed against his palm, just like Di Chu rubbed against him in the past, then tightened his arms again, hugged him and rolled, lying on his side, wrapping him in his arms, and buried his face on his shoulder and neck place, continued to sleep.

Di Chu's hand trembled, and he withdrew it.

He was trapped in Kong Que's arms, his heart was beating wildly, and the blood in his body was tumbling wildly. He had a desire to rush out of his body, wrap around Kong Que's body, and then wrap him tightly and crush him inch by inch.

He could feel Kong Que's soft breath coming from his ears, and the smell of body lotion after bathing was all around Kong Que's body. He lay stiffly, his pupils turning purple little by little, and then returning to black little by little.

"Kong Que." He said in a low voice, his tone was bewildered, with faint confusion, "I seem to be... in love with you."

Kong Que had fallen into a deep sleep and was unable to respond.

After a long time, Di Chu slowly turned sideways, looked at Kong Que without blinking for a while, the confusion between his brows and eyes disappeared little by little, he lowered his head and closed his eyes, rested his forehead on his chest, and relaxed his body .

Outside the window, Yashi stared at this scene dumbfounded, and almost fell from the tree.

Fuck!Sir, this is...is this a success?

……

When Kong Que woke up, he thought for a moment that he was dreaming.

The sun had already slanted to the west, and the light in the room was very thin. He looked at the sweetly sleeping person in his arms, and after two seconds of confusion, he suddenly sat up and pinched his thigh hard.

The sharp pain swept away the last trace of drowsiness in his mind. He stared blankly at the person who frowned after he let go, and quickly lay back and hugged him into his arms, and patted his back comfortingly. back, with a dazed expression and a trace of disbelief from being hit by surprise.

came back?Dichu is back?when did he come backHow did they sleep on the carpet?Isn't Di Chu angry?

All kinds of questions filled his mind, he held Di Chu stiffly with one hand, turned on the optical brain with the other, and sent a message to Yashi: What's going on?

Yashi replied quickly: Sir, congratulations on keeping the clouds open and the moon shining!I wish you and Mr. Dichu a long life and eternal harmony!

Kong Que's heart was beating violently, he was about to go to the sky, suddenly remembered the dark history of Yashi's misreported news last time, his heart thumped again, he frowned and replied coldly: Don't talk nonsense!Tell the story of Emperor Chu's return truthfully, don't talk about your imagination and subjective conjectures!

Yashi was wronged: Sir, even if you don't believe me, you should believe in yourself, you really succeeded!

Kong Que believed that no one would believe in himself!

Kong Que: Say it quickly!

Yashi spread his wings aggrievedly outside the window, typing honestly.

Kong Que quickly scanned through the messages he sent, and sorted out everything that happened. In summary, Di Chu came back through the window at X: X, put the pillow on the bed, and saw that he was about to fall off the bed, kindly Di Chu was not angry when he was molested, but he just pushed his face away, and later even took the initiative to nest in his arms.

His gaze swept over the words "suppressing indecent assault", and he couldn't help but drift in his thoughts, but remembering the oolong who bit his throat last time and was said to be a kiss, he quickly fell back to the original place.

Yashi has bad eyesight, and he always thinks too much, so I can't believe his nonsense!Let's wait until Dichu wakes up and ask Dichu what he said.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down at the person in his arms who was still sleeping with closed eyes. Fortunately, he came out of his heart belatedly, lowered his head tentatively, and kissed Di Chu's hair lightly: "Come back!" Just... don't hate me."

I don't ask you to like it, just ask you not to hate it.

……

Di Chu was woken up by starvation, and when he woke up, he found himself lying on Kong Que's bed, and Kong Que had disappeared.

He got off the bed, walked around the room, looked at the thin pillow on the bed for a while, turned around and walked out of the room, and found Kong Que in the kitchen who was picking up the bowls and chopsticks.

Kong Que also saw him, his movements froze, then he raised a smile and said in a nonchalant manner, "I'm about to go up and call you to eat, go and wash your hands, and you can eat after setting the dishes and chopsticks."

Di Chu looked at him very seriously, as if he had just met him, his eyes carefully swept from his long hair to his perfect eyebrows, from his nose bridge to his beautiful jawline, and then all the way down, Sliding over the neck, Adam's apple, across the shoulders, chest, waist wrapped in a red sweater, and long legs wrapped in black trousers, finally moved back to his face and nodded.

Well, it looks very good, except that it can't give birth to small animals, everything else is perfect.

Kong Que only felt as if he had been stripped naked by Di Chu's gaze, his body became more and more stiff, but his heartbeat started to speed up unbelievably, he met his gaze again and asked, "I am wearing this bright color?" , isn't it strange?"

"It looks good." This is the truth, Kong Que's looks are really suitable for wearing red.

Di Chu stepped forward, put his hands on his shoulders, rubbed his feet on his face, narrowed his eyes comfortably, then stepped back and asked seriously, "Do you think it's better to be thinner or fatter?"

Kong Que was already confused: "What?"

"Am I too thin?" Di Chu asked.

Kong Que nodded first, then his desire to survive suddenly rose, he shook his head and replied, "No, it's fine if you do this, you look good no matter what!"

She really likes being fat.

Di Chu understood, took the bowls and chopsticks from his hand, and frowned as he walked towards the restaurant.

Although getting fat into a ball is not in line with his aesthetics, if Kong Que likes it...he touched his thin arms and legs, and thought of Kong Que's wide shoulders and narrow waist, and felt a little depressed.

Maybe it should be a little fatter.

Kong Que was completely dumbfounded. He didn't understand what he meant, so he hurriedly followed him, deliberated and deliberated, hesitated and hesitated, and asked tentatively, "Dichu, you...are you not angry?"

"I'm not angry now." Di Chu put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, looked at the big table of steaming dishes, his stomach immediately growled.

After sleeping all day, he was really hungry.

When Kong Que heard it, he didn't care about anything else, so he quickly pulled out the chair and arranged for him to sit down, and said, "Eat, it's all just made by Auntie."

So Di Chu put aside his plans of "beasts for those who please him" and "pursue Kong Que" for the time being, and buried himself in his meal.

For a meal, Di Chu ate to his heart's content, while Kong Que ate so much that he didn't know the taste.

Di Chu didn't seem to be angry at all. How did he get along with him before, and how do he get along with him now? No, it should be said that he is closer to him than before. Help him pick up vegetables and pour water with all his heart.

But he felt very guilty, because Di Chu always used a strange look to see him from the top to the bottom, from the top to the top when he was a child, as if... like judging whether a certain strange food can be eaten or not .

Kong Que was fidgeting and his mind was full of random thoughts.

Is Di Chu really not angry?What does this look mean?What does he think about the previous confession?Should I apologize again solemnly, and then confess my love again?

He was unconsciously distracted, and the broth in his hand was almost out of heat, but he didn't take a sip.

Di Chu saw it, and stretched out his hand to help him reheat the broth to a temperature that could be eaten, and asked, "Don't you have an appetite?"

Kong Que came back to his senses, quickly shook his head and took a sip of the broth, barely restrained his mind, and said tentatively, "This morning..."

"Calling you perverted and shameless things, I'm sorry." Di Chu quickly apologized, very solemnly, "I won't be so impulsive and rude in the future, I'm sorry."

Kong Que opened his mouth slightly, and then quickly said: "No, I shouldn't... Di Chu, I..." He took a deep breath, made up his mind, looked into Di Chu's eyes and said, "I like you, I am seriously."

Di Chu was obviously stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth turned up, he turned his eyes away and said "uh", lowered his head and sipped the soup and said vaguely, "I see, I like you too."

The answer that he never dared to dream of just hit him head-on, and Kong Que suddenly couldn't believe that the pie would hit him. Various thoughts swirled in his mind for a long time, and the balance in his heart gradually shifted to "friendship". in big letters.

Di Chu probably misunderstood again, thinking that he was expressing his liking in friendship, so he also responded.

He opened his mouth, wanting to express his love further and analyze his thoughts, but he closed his mouth again when he recalled the incident of Di Chu scolding him for being a pervert in the afternoon.

What if you scare Di Chu away again?Didn't you decide to take your time?

But now the atmosphere is just right...

The balance that had just stabilized for less than two seconds began to sway again. He scratched his head and scratched his heart. He wanted to move forward but was afraid of ruining the relationship he had finally repaired.

So entangled and entangled, after dinner, under Di Chu's greeting, the two of them sat down in the living room to chat with each other holding a cup of hot tea.

Kong Que felt unreal as if he was floating in the clouds.

Di Chu naturally moved to nest beside him, tilted his head and rubbed his shoulder, and asked, "I will stay in Area A for a week. How about you, how many days can you rest this time?"

Kong Que was rubbed back to his senses by him, felt the slight weight of him leaning over, his body froze, his Adam's apple moved, and he replied: "It's also a week, and the release date of the new results has been set, in mid-April, before that Lots of things to do."

"En." Di Chu responded, turned the teacup around, and asked suddenly, "Kong Que, do you want to live longer?"

Kong Que: "What?" His attention was all on Di Chu's body temperature coming through his clothes.

"Ancient humans should also be able to cultivate. Yuan Qi is a very pure and upright force. Ancient humans shouldn't be unable to absorb it." Di Chu said while sensing the Yuan Qi circulating in his body, carefully distinguishing the difference between them and aura.

Compared with aura, vitality is more lively and purer than aura, and aura is round and moderate. There is a big difference between the two, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are gifts from nature, not exclusive to a certain ethnic group the power of.

Humans in the past could rely on aura to cultivate and become cultivators different from ordinary people. Today's ancient humans should also be able to absorb vitality, and then practice to become stronger.

He held Kong Que's wrist, and with a flash of purple light in his hand, he mobilized the energy transformed and absorbed in his body to probe into Kong Que's body, trying to keep these powers in Kong Que's body.

But it was useless, all the forces sent there collapsed immediately after losing his control.

It seems that this method will not work.

He moved his eyes and focused on Kong Que's heart.

The core of vitality cultivation lies in the heart, maybe you can try to infiltrate the power directly into Kong Que's heart, let the heart spread these powers throughout the body, and achieve the effect that can only be achieved by self-cultivation?

I just don't know if it will damage the heart.

He frowned deeply, a little bitterly.

"Ancient humans can indeed cultivate." Kong Que slowly descended from the clouds, tentatively held his hand back, and put his strength very lightly, almost cautiously, but his voice was steady, "I have been studying this subject, There are also some preliminary results.”

Di Chu noticed his movement and looked up at him.

Kong Que lowered his eyes to meet his gaze, tried his best to pretend nothing had happened, and explained: "The reason why new humans can cultivate is because they have mutation characteristics. Their special physique allows them to easily communicate with the vitality in the air. , and absorb the vitality into the body, compared with that, the ancient humans' response to the vitality is much slower."

Di Chu showed a puzzled expression.

Kong Que relaxed and turned slightly to make him lean more comfortably: "After the vitality is absorbed into the human body, it will quickly merge into the blood vessels, prompting the heart to beat faster, and the new human beings can rely on the blood power retained in the mutant characteristics to relieve the pain. This kind of power can't oppress the heart, but ancient humans can't do it, so even if they can sense and absorb vitality, they can only give up cultivation because of the discomfort of the heart in the end."

At the beginning of the emperor thoughtful.

"I have created a medicine that can help ancient humans relieve heart discomfort during cultivation, but it is not a panacea. As the cultivation progresses, the heart is more and more oppressed, and its effect will become more and more serious. It is getting weaker and weaker, that is to say, after the ancient humans cultivated to a certain extent by medicine, they could only be forced to stop. It is more painful than not getting it all the time. After careful consideration, I decided to give up The plan to push these medicines into the market has turned to research on a medicine that can enhance the physique of ancient humans, and is going to improve the strength of ancient humans in terms of physical fitness first."

"You are amazing." Di Chu sincerely praised.

To achieve this level with one person, if it is when the way of heaven is still there, with Kong Que's contribution, he will definitely be reincarnated as one of the best demons in the next life, or an important person in power in the world.

Kong Que had received countless compliments, and he thought he had already become numb to hearing it, but Di Chu's short affirmation at this time made him understand that such things as compliments were really not enough.

"Not as good as you." Kong Que felt his support, held his hand, and suddenly felt that this life was enough, "Emperor Chu, I will work hard to live for a long time. The method that can allow ancient humans to practice safely, I will Will work it out."

He also wanted to protect Di Chu, the power borrowed from the Hunter Tower was too uncontrollable, if possible, it would be better to cultivate by himself.

Di Chu thoughtfully said: "I will help you." Even if he couldn't help, he could still give the Shenmu branch to Kong Que, since Kong Que would not die early anyway.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and there was a silent warmth floating in the air.

After a long time, Di Chu suddenly frowned, straightened his body, looked Kong Que up and down, and asked, "Which one do you like more, my current appearance... or that little beast on your bed?"

Kong Que, who was silently enjoying the warmth of the moment, said, "Hmm...huh?"