[Take back your disgusting look. Let me warn you, my temper is notoriously bad. I even feel terrible when I get angry.]
【If you dare to have delusions about me again, you will be miserable to the end of the world.】
Leng Lintian laughed softly. Every time he thought of Jing Jiaren in his memories, the corners of his mouth would curl up, revealing a faint... ridiculous smile.
[Why are you laughing?] Jing Jiaren in his memory was about to come out of his mind vividly, staring at him with clear black and white eyes.
[I want to know how terrible it is when you get angry. How miserable can I be?]
【西天!!】
Leng Jiaren looked at him from the side and didn't understand why Leng Lintian always laughed when he was meditating. She asked him what he thought of but he never said anything, he just rubbed her head with his hands.
"Lintian, the maid just said that Jing Jiaren is here."
Leng Lintian put away the gem chain, turned around and asked, "Where is it?"
As he spoke, he strode forward, as if he had been waiting, as if he was sure that Jing Jiaren would come to him.
…
Gong Zihua sat down on the sofa depressedly, watching Jing Jiaren and Leng Lintian go into the study to discuss something as soon as they met. His chest hurt, so Leng Jiaren was left holding the medicine box to bandage him.
"Hey -" he frowned and knocked Leng Jiaren's hand off unhappily, "You want to murder me?"
"What's wrong? Does it hurt?"
"Clumsy, go away, I don't need you to treat me!" Gong Zihua was angry and pushed Leng Jiaren's hand away, swept the medicine box off the coffee table, stood up and walked out.
He also knew that he had a hot temper and was getting more and more anxious.
Leaning on the carved corridor, he smiled coldly. He was not like this when he was a child. His temperament changed drastically... It was all the result of Higashikata Toru. After so many years, he could not forget the hurt that guy caused him,
I will never forget it for the rest of my life!
He is not the former Yuan Yeche, and Higashikata Toru is not the past Xius.
In this case, when he lowered his head and found that the chain on his chest was missing, how could he feel empty?
Gong Zihua patted it on his body, frowned and thought for a moment, he probably dropped it there. Without thinking much, he followed the road out of the Nightmare Hall, grabbed a guard and asked him how to get to the Hall of Glory.
Fortunately, the two palaces were not far apart, and Gong Zihua was lucky. After making several detours and bumping into each other by mistake, he finally returned to the same place.
There were some drops of blood dripping from him on the ground. It didn't take much effort for him to see that the chain lying on the ground had been disconnected.
Gong Zihua picked it up, opened the secret slot of the pendant, checked it, and then covered the pendant.
He was probably thinking wildly for a while, but when he realized that the scene in front of him was absolutely unfamiliar, he went back and walked for a while, and saw a three-way intersection.
After walking for a while, I saw a crossroads.
Gong Zihua's road fever started to show up, and it became very serious.
However, his vision began to blur again, his brain felt like being hit with a hammer, and there were waves of dull pain.
Gong Zihua held his head with one hand and staggered as he walked. There were constant intersections for him to choose from. He walked with consciousness, but it seemed that he would never find the exit.
What the hell is this place? There isn't even a directional sign.
Gong Zihua had a terrible headache and sat down on the ground leaning against a stone statue, carrying it heavily on his back.