Chapter 227: The Trouble of the Demon Venerable (3)
Chiba felt that over the past few days, not to mention what Wu Zhou could learn from experiencing this calamity, she felt that she had a new attribute called Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
She also admired herself very much. Faced with Wu Zhou's completely unreasonable behavior, she was still able to calm herself down and restrain the urge to beat him.
Perhaps as Shen said, maybe she will be the one to become a Buddha in the future, instead of the stubborn Wu Zhou.
Sometimes she also wonders if another soul in her body is infecting her?
However, Zuo Xinyi's soul had not disturbed her for a long time, and he had left her without saying goodbye since that day. After they had a dispute...
Therefore, the most incredible situation happened like this. Could it be that a killer still has a chance to become kind?
Life was like hell, even day and night were reversed, and I couldn't count how many days had passed. When the first ray of morning light shone into the wooden house, Wu Zhou's breathing gradually calmed down, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and slowly opened his eyes,
The gray eyes were no longer hazy.
Looking at this familiar wooden house, Wu Zhou suddenly felt a very subtle feeling in his heart. In fact, thinking about it, when he was about to die, Qianye didn't care about him that much.
She grabbed his hair and threatened him, and pressed his seriously injured finger with her knee...
But now, he understood that telling her it was just a disaster, but she would still be worried and anxious, and would still try her best to make him feel better.
Even in the past ten days, he had been tortured by a serious illness and had difficulty sleeping, but he could feel that Qianye had hardly slept at all.
Suddenly, a hand covered his forehead, "Huh, the fever really will subside in ten days. I'm really afraid that the high fever for so many days will burn you into a fool."
"Isn't that what you want? I can let you deceive me in every possible way." Wu Zhou said, raising his hand to cover the back of Qianye's hand. The feeling in his heart suddenly became complicated. How much did he hate Qianye for hiding it from him? How much he hated that she didn't.
I love him with all my heart, but why...I don't want to let him go?
Qianye raised his eyebrows, "It seems that I didn't burn you into a fool, but the remaining conscience was burnt away. These days, if it weren't for me, you would still have to shed your skin even if you don't die, even if you wake up
, where do you still have the strength to accuse me here?"
Wu Zhou nodded slowly, but his eyes lowered slightly, "Then what else do you want from me after you have worked so hard?"
"Do you have to provoke hatred like this?" Qianye frowned, "Although I don't understand what kind of thing you are doing these days, but as long as you are not mentally retarded, you should be able to figure it out, right? From the beginning, no matter how much I help
You, my life, my life, my life, I would risk it all for you, have you ever asked for anything in return?"
Wu Zhou's eyes turned cold, "Then what you mean is that you are actually just being coerced by the loyal souls of the Shande family, and you don't mean to..."
Qianye's hand suddenly climbed to the top of his head, gently rubbed one of his ears, slowly leaned down, and said face to face with him: "You are really a stubborn fox, forcing yourself into a corner, this is not
Can't you find happiness for yourself? I told you, I am me and she is her. If it is something I don't want to do, at worst, we will both perish, and no one can force me."
The other ear on Wu Zhou's head suddenly twitched. Qianye looked happy and stretched out his hand to rub it, but didn't exert any force at all.
"Fun?" Wu Zhou looked at her with some confusion. Chiba's love for his ears and tail exceeded his imagination.