Chapter 0940: The price is high, if you don't have food, you can throw it away
Liu Shiba, who was lying on his back, knew nothing about everything Qin Da saw...
"You have something on your mind, and you can't hide it from others but from me. Even though Lao Cao died so miserably, you never cried.
I know your loneliness and sadness. You paused for thousands of years from such a long time ago, and when you first opened your eyes, you came to this deceptive era.
You have lost everything you had as an emperor, including concubines, children, and even wealth that is so huge that it is unimaginable, and you have no relatives around you..."
As Liu Shiba spoke, he stretched out his hand on Qin Da's generous shoulder, patted it gently, and then stroked it up and down to comfort him.
"Boss! Stop talking, I..."
Qin Da walked forward and listened to Liu Shiba's chatter, and suddenly interrupted Liu Shiba.
"Um?"
Liu Shiba was immersed in venting his emotions, and was stunned when he heard this.
Qin Da's facial muscles were distorted, his expression was ferocious, and he turned around with difficulty, staring at Liu Shiba, whose face was astonished, and said with a sad and angry grin:
"Actually, what makes me cry is not that you are getting old, injured, or poisoned."
"Then why are you crying? I'm still alive. Wouldn't it affect your mood if you cried in mourning..."
Liu Shiba smiled bitterly and shook his head in lament.
"I, it's weird to cry, isn't it?"
Qin Da seemed to be asking himself, and also seemed to be asking Liu Shiba, and then said to himself:
"Boss, you don't know! Now that the skin has been shed and the fresh appearance has returned, especially the two eyes, one swollen and the other squinted, his obscene and obscene appearance looks very much like the same person..."
Liu Shiba was stunned again and said in surprise:
"Um, what's wrong with your sister? Come on, tell me... I look like me now, am I still vulgar and obscene?
You... tell me quickly, which grandson does he look like? He looks exactly like me?"
The corners of Qin Da's mouth twitched, and after a long time he bulged his eyes and held back a sentence, saying:
"Let's go on our way first! Let's wait until we're safe, okay?"
Joke, exactly the same as myself? How similar genes do we need?
Isn't it impossible? For example, twins look the same... Liu Shiba frowned, as if he didn't quite believe Qin Da's nonsense just now, but he still nodded.
The crisis is right in front of us. The threat from Master Tongtian may arrive in the blink of an eye. He will definitely be able to come here, the eleventh floor.
"Why!"
Seeing that Liu Shiba agreed, Qin Da strode forward with a serious expression...
The most important thing now is time...
The only way to have a chance of survival is to race against time. This is what Liu Shiba said, and Qin Da firmly believes it.
In fact, just a moment ago, Liu Shiba's face underwent transformation again.
He is getting older and more like!
Qin Da has also seen extremely weird scenes before, but he has never seen Liu Shiba's current strange expression.
No matter how shocking it was, Qin Da never said another word about his appearance. Instead, he bit his lip, with a trace of black blood flowing from the corner of his lip...
Liu Shiba himself didn't even realize that the black corpse oil that penetrated deeply into his body was always poking out from every detail of his facial features, and even from every hole or wound on his body, tentacles that were thinner than a hair.
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These silk-like black threads were gently wrapped around Liu Shiba's body surface. As long as Qin Da turned his head slightly, the black threads of corpse oil retracted into the wound like lightning...
It seems that these disgusting corpse oil bastards have wisdom...
Qin Da's expression was determined, as if such a strange scene could not arouse him in the slightest.
Then, Qin Da, who quickly returned, began to take time to give back to Liu Shiba the comfort Liu Shiba had just given him:
"Boss! We men don't care about appearance. There are only poor men in the world, but there are no ugly men.
Because no matter how ugly a man is, if you taste him carefully, he will have his own unique masculine flavor. Even an eighty-year-old man has the flavor of an eighty-year-old man..."
"Qin Da, what do you mean when you tell me this?"
Liu Shiba looked at the dangling back of his head in disbelief!
The long black hair grew on the back of Qin Da's head, with a messy hairpin the size of an egg hanging in the middle. It was dangling back and forth, making Liu Shiba feel drowsy...
In fact, Liu Ba's eyelids were fighting, but his heart gradually became strangely clear...
This was the second time he heard Qin Da say such emotionally charged words to a man. The first time was when he said this to a woman, who was Liu Shiba's cousin Feng Qingwu.
Liu Shiba was not used to this kind of expression that went beyond brotherly love, but he was moved by Qin Da's sincere feelings.
"So! Men are ugly as long as they are ugly. What are you afraid of? As long as you have the ability and a woman is willing to be with you - win!
Look, am I ugly? I am dark, stocky, rude, and cruel, but I am the emperor!
Those nobles from the Qin Dynasty and even those from the Six Kingdoms, aren’t their women trying to get into my arms with their heads high?”
Qin Da explained the truth and made him feel less burdened when carrying Liu Shiba.
Liu Shiba listened quietly. He did not expect that Qin Da, who seemed to be stubborn, could have such a profound understanding.
No! This is not understanding, but penetration!
Liu Shiba squinted his eyes tiredly, with a glimmer of understanding flashing in his eyes, as if he understood Qin Da's painstaking efforts, and responded with a light smile:
"A beautiful face is expensive, but a husband is expensive. If you don't have food, you can throw it away..."
Qin Da's eyes lit up, he turned around and grinned:
"Master, these words are very clear! When we get a chance, we will go back and find a master to apply it, find a big gold plaque, frame it, and hang it on the bedside to enjoy."
Liu Shiba rolled his eyes at Qin Da, dumbfounded:
"After you hang up, you have to write a letter of divorce the next day..."
"Why? This is a warning to the world. I don't believe that women can't understand it and dare to dislike me?
Huh... Behead and behead, whoever dares to dislike me, whoever stands up and is unhappy, I will kill her from all nine clans..."
Qin Da groaned dissatisfied.
"Woof woof..."
"roar……"
In the distance, Lao Hei's warning roar suddenly came. Liu Shiba and Qin Da ended their conversation at the same time and closed their mouths.
"I didn't expect that the old guy from Tongtian also had some knowledge of the Fengshui Five Elements Formation. He saw through the illusion and found it from the tenth floor of the Tongtian Tower. It's really a pity..."
Liu Shiba's expression showed a hint of worry, and he frowned. He was unwilling to be captured by the Tongtian Cult Leader, let alone his fate to end.
"roar!"
Lao Hei's roar continued, and he seemed very nervous? Or did it mean something else?
It was so dark in the cave that a miner's lamp with insufficient power could barely see through the thick shady curtain at a distance of twenty meters.
Qin Da, gently untied Liu Shiba's rickety body, pressed against the huge corridor wall, squatted down, slowly placed Liu Shiba on the cave wall, and leaned against the wall.
"roar!"
"Shashasha..."
Lao Hei's cry and the sound of rustling footsteps echoing in the air became increasingly clear.
Qin Da picked up the miner's lamp and scanned the front. The dark world was still very quiet. He could hear the sound but not see the person!
Based on the distance that caused Lao Hei's roaring footsteps to rustle, Liu Shiba estimated that it would take at least three minutes before he could clearly see the man's appearance!
Who is the owner of this steady pace?
It seems, isn't that old monster Tongtian?
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My driver's license has been revoked in the past two days. I have to take a make-up test in an intense study subject. Please forgive me. I will finish the make-up test today or on Monday. Sigh!
