"You also said this was a deal." Xia Qianjie stretched her body, deliberately struck a seductive pose, blinked her eyes and asked, "Then what do you think I will do?"
Shen Lang was silent, but suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart. His eyes towards Xia Qianjie gradually turned cold.
Seeing Shen Lang's expression gradually turning cold, for some reason, Xia Qianjie's heart suddenly trembled, and it seemed like a pain. She couldn't bear to tease Shen Lang on purpose, and said quietly: "I do want to save people, but I can't.
You would be stupid enough to make a deal with the devil and believe in the devil's promise. Although you are a rogue, I think you can barely trust me."
These words were not good words, but Shen Lang's expression softened a lot, especially the word trust, which made him feel comfortable. After all, the stubborn Xia Xiaoniu could say these two words to him,
It's not easy.
"Well. What if I never show up, but the Soul-Eating Demon comes out?" Shen Lang continued to ask.
"The worst thing is to cut off the soul connection with the puppet." Xia Qianjie said matter-of-factly.
"Then you won't save people?" Shen Lang said.
"My body is with Qingyun Sect. Although the distance between the two places is too far, so I have to focus all my attention on the puppet at all times, but while controlling the puppet, I can always find some opportunities to convey some news." Xia Qianjie said: "I
I have already asked my personal maid Zizhu to inform my father about what happened here. I believe it will not be long before he receives the news and will rush here. As for whether he can be in time to save people, it depends on the fate of those people."
"Oh, it turns out that you have informed the Xia family head." Shen Lang groaned, and then he realized that Xia Xiaoniu had always had her own plan and was not stupid at all.
"Why are you asking these things?" Xia Qianjie looked at Shen Lang with interest: "What? Are you worried about me?"
"Tch! How is that possible?" Shen Lang shook his head repeatedly and said, "Why should I worry about you? If it weren't for the special situation now, I wouldn't bother talking nonsense to you."
"Hey, it seems that I rarely talk to you." Xia Qianjie pouted and turned her head to one side.
"Seriously." Shen Lang looked at the girl's long, silky hair and said, "When will the Head of the Xia family arrive? Do you have accurate information?"
"He is not at Xia's house. He seems to have gone to drink with the sword shopkeeper again, or he may have gone to do other things. Who knows when he will show up." Xia Qianjie stared at her eyes, "If I really knew this, would I still take advantage of you?"
"Uh! Okay." Shen Lang was speechless. He knew that Old Man Xia and Shopkeeper Jian could drink for three days and two nights, so he immediately didn't have much hope for this savior.
"However, I want to ask you a question now." Xia Qianjie suddenly said.
"What's the problem?" Shen Lang said.
"If the old soul-eating demon comes out of seclusion today and wants to take me away, what will you do?" When she asked this question, Xia Qianjie did not raise her head, but lowered her head and swayed the corner of the quilt on the bed. No one could see her.
The look on his face at this moment, but there was clearly some kind of hope hidden in those seemingly casual words...
"Uh! Hasn't this issue been discussed just now?" Shen Lang was startled, and his calm expression suddenly became panicked.
"But I want to hear your opinion." Xia Qianjie still didn't raise her head, but her tone was as stubborn as asking for the bottom of the casserole.
"Wouldn't it be better if you just cut off the connection with the puppet? This is the best way. Why let me intervene again?" Shen Lang regained his usual calmness and the same indifference as in the past twenty years, and continued:
"Is it possible that you want me to find Mr. Soul Eater?
Fighting to the death? Yes! It does look very manly when you do that, like a righteous hero! But in my eyes, it is simply sending death, like a fool! The more critical question is, why should I do that? Why?
Do you have to work hard?"
Xia Qianjie said nothing, but a mist seemed to rise in her heart, making her fall into deep confusion.
She didn't know why she asked that question just now, or even what she was thinking in her heart. At this moment, she didn't know why she was feeling lost.
Yes! Why would Shen Lang do this? Is it because of what happened last night? But she is a puppet after all, and real things have not really happened to her. So, what reason does Shen Lang have for this?
Is she trying her best?
"I knew it would be like this. After all, you are just a shameless and despicable little bastard, not a hero." Xia Qianjie cursed with a smile, but she didn't realize that her smile was a little forced at this moment.
Shen Lang frowned slightly. For some reason, he had long been accustomed to hearing words like despicable and shameless. He even regarded this word as a compliment. For the first time, he felt that it was a bit offensive, so it was difficult for him to want to do something to Xia Qianjie.
One time guarantee.
For example, he wants to guarantee that this time he will do his best to help her rescue those she wants to save...
It's a pity that before the words of assurance could be uttered, extremely rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, and those people had no intention of concealing their auras. Before they arrived, there were three powerful auras of the Golden Core Realm.
, like mountains, crushing towards the small room.
With such a fierce and murderous attitude, it is natural that he cannot talk about things with Shen Lang, but he may only be looking for trouble!
"No!" Shen Lang was shocked. Before he could think of a precise response, he quickly took out the mask from the lost Qiankun bag and put it on his face again.
He was always used to hiding himself, and he was not willing to reveal his true appearance in front of the powerful demon sect. These seemed to be his instincts.
There was a roar.
The door was kicked to pieces, and a green-faced weirdo with disheveled hair walked in.
"Are you the dog at the feet of the saint?" Qing Gui glanced at Shen Lang coldly, with a somewhat disdainful smile on his face.
Shen Lang's heart sank. Previously, he couldn't understand why they dared to break in so boldly if they thought he was from the Holy Lady's side. But when he heard these words, he suddenly felt a little confused.
Got it.
Isn't Qi Hao from the Saint's side? But Qi Hao is the dog at the Saint's feet. Such an identity may shock the newly absorbed peripheral disciples of the Demon Sect like Brother Scar and Hong San.
. But if you want to frighten the powerful people in the Golden Core Realm, it is undoubtedly a joke.
Beating a dog may need to depend on the owner. Even if they are strong in the Golden Core Realm of the Demon Sect, they may have to give face to the saint, but they can choose not to beat the dog or ignore the dog.
Seeing Shen Lang's silence, Qing Gui was too lazy to pay attention to Shen Lang anymore, and his gloomy eyes gradually fell towards Xia Qianjie, who was sitting beside the bed.
On the large, spacious and soft bed, the quilts and sheets were crumpled in a mess, like a battlefield after a ravage. It was impossible for Aoki to see the real scene that happened on the bed last night, but he could imagine the passion and madness of the young men and women at night, so,
His expression suddenly became a little bit resentful, a little angry, a little jealous, and even a little envious.
Then, he noticed another thing. The original resentment and anger disappeared instantly, and instead he became a little excited and a little crazy.
Because he noticed that there was no red on the sheets, Xia Qianjie was not a virgin at all!
"Originally, I thought you were a reserved and beautiful girl in the right way." Qing Gui looked at Xia Qian's jade-like face, and his heart was agitated, with a lustful light in his eyes, "But I didn't expect that you are just a bitch who can do anything for anyone.