Chapter 230: The Trouble of the Demon Venerable (6)
"Only white foxes can."
Qianye suddenly understood something and nodded thoughtfully, "I see, that's why people in the world praise white foxes for repaying kindness, but stories of repaying kindness are often tragedies."
"Human beings are too greedy."
"This sounds really harsh. I am also a human being, and..." Qianye pressed several acupuncture points on Wuju's head hard, "It seems that you have always been the greedy one."
Wu Zhou frowned, feeling both pain and relief, "I'm afraid you'll die..."
"However, I am indeed not dead. Your energy... can only be considered a temporary waste." Qianye suddenly relaxed his fingers again, with the same strength.
"waste?"
"In addition to keeping me from dying, all those essences were withheld by Zuo Xinyi, and he refused to give any of them... Ugh!!"
Before he finished speaking, Qianye suddenly covered his chest and squatted on the ground. In an instant, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"Qianye?" Wu Zhou was about to stand up, but he saw Qianye standing up again holding the edge of the barrel. He was just breathing heavier and had sweat on his face. There were no other injuries.
"Oh, I underestimated her. If I spoke ill of her in front of you, it wouldn't be too much for her to give me some warning."
Wu Zhou's eyebrows were almost twisted together. He seemed to have underestimated Zuo Xinyi, always thinking that even if she was unwilling to give up, she would be unable to do anything except threaten Qianye.
Chiba took a few deep breaths, scooped up water from a smaller wooden bucket on the side, and carefully rinsed the foam off Wuday's long hair.
"But you don't have to worry. Although she controls the magic power and is a lot more powerful, even if she gets rid of me, it will definitely not be detrimental to you." Qianye said, pulling up Wu Zhou's long hair that almost fell to the ground, and then
I found that it was impossible to tie my hair into a bun, it was too slippery.
Wu Zhou was quiet for a while and suddenly asked: "Do you think I am greedy for life and afraid of death?"
"No, I'm just comforting myself. Regardless of whether I exist or not... maybe it would be better for her to protect you, unlike me..."
With a crash, Wu Zhou sat up suddenly, without looking back at Qianye, and said in a gloomy tone: "It turns out that I was just wishful thinking. Living is really dispensable to you."
Chiba felt melancholy for a while, "Did I offend you?"
Wu Zhou suddenly turned around and roared, "You think not?!!"
"I think about you wholeheartedly, but this can offend you?"
"If it's for my sake, you..."
Wu Zhou got stuck mid-sentence. Qianye continued to wait for the next step, but he never got there.
Chiba doesn't understand why the relationship between the two has become like this, so explosive at any moment. It seems that the best solution is for them to stop talking to each other, stop talking, or even separate.
And Wu Zhou didn't understand that it was so difficult to get a little reward after putting in a lot of hard work for the first time in thousands of years.
Although Qianye is hard-hearted, she treats him very attentively, but he is not willing to let him be satisfied...
"Qianye, you promised... you won't make me angry..." Wu Zhou leaned tiredly on the edge of the barrel. How could he hold the woman he liked in his hand without being stung? This was probably how hard he was.
The most difficult problem encountered in thousands of years.
This doesn't seem to have much to do with whether he is strong or not? He is the Demon Lord... so what?
What's more, he also understands that Qianye is a woman who takes soft things rather than hard words. If he really says something forcefully, I'm afraid...