A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

"You concentrate on dealing with Ning Yuanchen and leave the rest to me." Sheng Zhiyu said to Gu Xingzhou.

She directly spent 200 points to exchange for a rifle with greater firepower, and started shooting indiscriminately with it.

The guards had never seen this formation before, and they were too frightened to step forward.

Ning Yuanchen's mouth twitched, this woman was stronger than he imagined.

Just when he was about to go up and deal with Sheng Zhiyu himself, Gu Xingzhou's sword was placed in front of him: "Your opponent is me."

Ning Yuanchen is a master, and Gu Xingzhou's strength is not inferior. The two sides have fought for dozens of rounds, but there is no winner.

Ning Yuanchen knew that this was not the way to go, so a hidden weapon flew out of his sleeves.

Gu Xingzhou ducked sideways.

Ning Yuanchen took the opportunity to grab Sheng Zhiyu and stuck a hand on her neck: "If you don't surrender, I will kill her."

Gu Xingzhou stopped, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"He won't kill me, please leave quickly." Sheng Zhiyu said.

"Haha, you don't want to stay with me. But if you become a corpse, you can stay with me for a long time." Ning Yuanchen whispered in Sheng Zhiyu's ear, his voice like a devil.

"You old man is really a psychopath." Sheng Zhiyu cursed her with the most vicious words in her life.

"Put down your weapons, don't let me say it a second time." Ning Yuanchen tightened his fingers, and Sheng Zhiyu immediately felt difficulty breathing.

Gu Xingzhou put away his sword.

The guards immediately came forward and tied him up with a rope.

"That's right. Since you like her so much, I will be extra gracious and let you enjoy her by the bedside." Ning Yuanchen showed a cruel smile.

Sheng Zhiyu was brought back to Feiyu Palace by Ning Yuanchen, and the maids withdrew consciously.

Gu Xingzhou was tied to a chair.

"What are you waiting for? Come here." Ning Yuanchen took off his dragon robe and waved to Sheng Zhiyu.

Sheng Zhiyu didn't dare to look at Gu Xingzhou, so he followed the instructions and stepped forward.

Ning Yuanchen stroked Sheng Zhiyu's face with his big hand: "Has your little lover ever touched you?"

Sheng Zhiyu pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Then let me check it myself." Ning Yuanchen picked up Sheng Zhiyu and walked to the bed.

"Your Majesty, don't be so impatient." Sheng Zhiyu showed a smile and pointed at Ning Yuanchen's underwear with his white fingers, "You can't eat hot tofu if you are anxious about this kind of thing."

Ning Yuanchen's eyes darkened and he held her hand.

Sheng Zhiyu felt a pain in his wrist and couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

"If you try any more tricks, I will destroy your other hand." Ning Yuanchen picked up Sheng Zhiyu's hand, which was covered with a faint blue light.

Sheng Zhiyu was pinned down on the bed, and looking at Ning Yuanchen who was getting closer, she felt really scared, and tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.

She didn't want to be treated like this by another man in front of Gu Xingzhou at this moment.

She can choose to quit the game, but once she leaves, Ning Yuanchen will never let Gu Xingzhou go.

So, she can't leave.

Just when Ning Yuanchen was about to untie Sheng Zhiyu's belt, a sword penetrated his body.

Ning Yuanchen looked at Gu Xingzhou who was looking behind him in shock: "How is that possible? How did you get out?"

"I helped him." A voice said.

Sheng Zhiyu saw a very handsome man appear in the room at some point. Behind him was Qi Heyi, who was wearing eunuch uniform.

Different from Gu Xingzhou's noble and elegant character and Chu Muyan's handsome and charming character, this man looked to be in his mid-twenties, with the charm of a gentle and mature man, and he was very reliable at first glance.

Sheng Zhiyu's type.

Besides, he looks familiar.

"You are...Brother Song!" Sheng Zhiyu saw it in his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, Song Qiran, who had shaved off his beard, turned out to be a handsome guy.

"I said, if you dare to touch her, I will definitely kill you." A trace of anger flashed between Gu Xingzhou's brows, he pulled out the sword, and then stabbed it in again.

After three times in and three out, Ning Yuanchen completely lost his breath.

His body gradually disappeared and turned into a tarot card.

"Does it hurt?" Gu Xingzhou held up Sheng Zhiyu's broken right hand.

"Don't worry, it's just a dislocation of the bones. I'll help her correct it." Song Qiran held Sheng Zhiyu's hand, and with a click, Sheng Zhiyu's hand recovered.

"Brother Song, you are a player." Sheng Zhiyu said with certainty.

Song Qiran smiled slightly: "Yes, I am a doctor."

"You saved us, this tarot card should be given to you." Gu Xingzhou said.

Song Qiran shook his head: "I already have one, but it was too boring to go back, so I stayed to see what other players were like."

Gu Xingzhou picked up the tarot cards on the ground, kept one for himself, and threw one to Qi Heyi.

Qi Heyi sighed: "I really won all the way."

"I spent a lot of time in the palace. There is an underground passage in the palace that can connect to the outside of the palace. It is because of this passage that Ning Yuanchen can control the palace so easily."

Song Qiran walked to the wall, stretched out her hand and pressed it. The wall moved away, revealing a passage.

"No need to go to such trouble, you can just leave the game now." Sheng Zhiyu's voice was muffled. She was really scared just now.

If Qi Heyi hadn't brought Song Qiran over, she couldn't even imagine what would have happened.

"You guys go first." Gu Xingzhou said.

"Senior, aren't you leaving?" Qi Heyi asked strangely.

There was understanding in Song Qiran's eyes: "If people want to be alone together, let's not be light bulbs."

Sheng Zhiyu lowered his eyes, feeling a little unnatural.

Qi Heyi snorted coldly and chose to leave the game with Song Qiran.

The two of them immediately disappeared into the room.

"Senior, let's..." Sheng Zhiyu was about to ask if he should leave, when Gu Xingzhou hugged him.

"When you return to the real world, will you keep your distance from me?" Gu Xingzhou asked.

Sheng Zhiyu was stunned, that was indeed her plan.

Her relationship with Gu Xingzhou should have ended when she left this game.

Just think of it as a beautiful dream.

The two walked from the passage to the outside of the palace, which was connected to Qinglong Street and not far from the post house.

The two rode horses to the wilderness.

"Senior, why are you here?" Sheng Zhiyu asked.

"I just want to stay with you for a while." Gu Xingzhou sat behind Sheng Zhiyu and held her in his arms. "After all, once you go back, you will never admit what happened between us."

"Senior, I have my reasons." Sheng Zhiyu closed his eyes helplessly, "If you like me because..."

Just as he was about to say the following words, Sheng Zhiyu suddenly swallowed them.

"Actually, you haven't lost your memory before you were six years old, right?" Gu Xingzhou's voice was a little ethereal, "I don't like you because you saved me that year."

Sheng Zhiyu's body trembled slightly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Gu Xingzhou put his arm around her waist, picked her up, and faced him face to face: "Are you afraid that accepting me will bring harm to me?"