Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

"Don't make me unhappy. If I'm unhappy, I'll run away from home and you won't be able to find me!"

Sang Zhilin shook his head slightly, as proudly as if he had pinched Sang Qing's nine life gates.

Sang Qingjiu:......

She wanted this guy to be more confident and stop worrying about this and that all day long.

But she didn't want Sang Zhilin to be so arrogant!

"My mother's mouth is really cruel." Sang Qingjiu muttered in a low voice.

The sound was not loud, but it was enough for Sang Zhilin to hear clearly.

"Okay! You dislike Auntie. I will complain to Auntie later!"

Sang Zhilin smiled more and more proudly.

Sang Qingjiu raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead.

It hurts but it doesn't hurt.

It just made Sang Zhilin a little confused.

"Baby, if you give me some sunshine, you'll be in trouble. Try saying what you just said again."

Sang Qingjiu's eyes darkened slightly.

The tone didn't quite sound like he was angry, but it was a bit angry.

Sang Zhilin covered his forehead and thought for a moment, "Which sentence?"

When Sang Qingjiu didn't answer, he asked slightly tentatively, "I... ran away from home?"

Seeing that Sang Qingjiu's eyes changed, he immediately shook his head, "I'm kidding you, here I open my mouth when I eat, I put out my hands when I wear clothes, everyone inside still respects me and listens to me, why should I run away from home?"

"Unless you bring another lover home, then I won't stay."

"Where did the lover come from?"

Sang Qingjiu sneered, "With someone like you, that's enough for me."

Sang Zhilin groaned in dissatisfaction, "What's wrong with me? Aren't I pretty good? Otherwise, why would you like me?"

"Maybe my vision is a little different from ordinary people's."

Sang Qingjiu teased him with a smile.

Sang Zhilin was not annoyed, but shook his head and said with a smile, "That means we are a perfect match."

"You~ This mouth is as sweet as saccharine when it wants to please others."

Sang Zhilin gave Sang Qingjiu a flirtatious look, stepped forward and held her hand, "Let's go, don't you want to take me around the main courtyard? Which room should I stay in tonight?"

"You stay in the same room with me tonight."

"Okay, I knew you were greedy for my body, you pervert."

Sang Qingjiu didn't mind his teasing and said slowly, "If you don't live with me, there won't be any place for you in the main house."

"I'm going to stay in a hotel."

"Just you? Little brat, you're on my territory now, and you still want to run away? Believe it or not, you can't even get out of the Sang family's main house."

That's... not impossible. I heard that there are other formations in the main house?

Sang Zhilin thought in his mind.

The two of them bickered and walked away, slowly wandering around the entire main house.

"Meet the owner."

"Hello, master."

"Master, are you coming to see us train?"

There were people greeting Sang Qingjiu along the way.

Sang Qingjiu nodded lightly, "I'll take your future husband to get acquainted with the Sang family. Why are you still training? Isn't it the end?"

The man scratched his head and smiled, "Hehe," "Wouldn't it be better to train more and improve your strength faster?"

"The body is important. Overtraining puts too much strain on the body, which is not a good thing."

Sang Qingjiu warned.

The man raised his finger and pointed at the training ground, "Master, please don't blame me. Those guys are all better than me. They have to come to train at night."

It should be too.

It's almost dinner time, and I can still hear the sounds coming from the training ground even while standing here.

Sang Qingjiu shook his head helplessly, waved his hand and asked people to leave.

"Sang Zishe, the third level of Xuanjie, is the eldest son of my third uncle's family. He is only twenty years old. He is quite capable in the main house."

"very nice."

Sang Zhilin couldn't help but have a flash of envy in his eyes.

He also trained in this way before his foundation was damaged.

Sweating profusely on the training ground can completely forget all the troubles at home.

But then...

I really envy them that they can still rely on training to improve their abilities. Unlike me, I will probably have to rely on the seven or eight demon kings Sang Qingjiu has contracted with him for the rest of his life in the future.

If his thoughts were known to others, they would probably be scolded to death.

Whatever!

If they had seven or eight demon kings with them, who the hell would be willing to practice risking their lives all day long?

After Sang Zhilin sighed in his heart, he suddenly thought of something.

In this life, he will live to be a hundred years old.

Sang Qingjiu can live to be two hundred years old!

"When I get old, my hair turns white, I have a lot of wrinkles, I can't walk, and all my teeth fall out, will you look for a second life?"

Sang Qingjiu was amused, "Are you so sure that you will die in front of me?"

"what?"

"You can't tell me which task I failed in, and I was killed by a demon at a young age?"

Sang Qingjiu said, spreading his hands slightly, looking helpless, "So, don't think about things so far away, maybe I will die in front of you."

As soon as these words came out, Sang Zhilin became anxious.

He pulled off her hand and squeezed it, "Come on, come on, come on, don't say such things."

"Pooh."

Sang Qingjiu followed his intention and said, "Worry about me~"

"You are not allowed to die in front of me, and of course, you are not allowed to find a second love. When I am old, you are not allowed to despise me. Otherwise, I will drag you to be buried with me."

"it is good."

Sang Qingjiu responded casually.

The two of them visited most of the main house, and then leisurely returned to the main courtyard for dinner.

That night, Sang Qingjiu did not have to let Sang Zhilin sleep with him, but prepared a room next to him.

She herself entered the master bedroom.

There is a secret room hidden in the master bedroom.

After opening the secret door, Sang Qingjiu walked in and moved all the trophies of the demons who died under her hands that the original owner had collected.

The entire secret room emptied out in an instant, leaving only a table, four walls, and several shelves.

"1199."

It was rare that she took the initiative to summon the system.

1199 was about to jump up in the system space, "Here you are, what do you want from me, host?"

I can't accept it.

This host is really awesome.

She was in three worlds with her, and the protagonists in all three worlds were killed by her. She was simply the protagonist killer!

"Calling up the surveillance cameras in Province K and printing me photos of Sang Zhilin, especially those between the ages of ten and eighteen. The more the better."

"Ah? Host, this is not the system..."

"Just tell me if you can do it?"

"……able."

1199 nodded with a grimace, took Sang Zhilin's photo and searched everywhere on the Internet, eventually intercepting and searching hundreds of thousands of photos.

"Print them by age."

Sang Qingjiu's words added a lot of burden to 1199.

As for herself, she sat in front of the desk in the secret room and started to forge a diary using the notebook and pen placed there by the original owner.

The original owner also kept a diary.

But she didn't write every day. Every time she went on a mission and killed a demon, she would go to the secret room and write a diary.